You guys were cuddling together in the bedroom on the bed watching a movie. You can hear the crunching of popcorn that Michael was chewing loudly. You stare at the hot actor watching Suicide Squad. The scene when Joker comes on made you keep his eyes on him. You liked the dark side of him it made his appearance more sexy. "Babe?" You but your lip seductively staring at the screen. "Mhmm." You responded. "Why are you staring so hard at the tv like that?" He was staring at you admiring the tv screen. "I'm just watching he movie like you are babe." When Joker had his shirt off it sent shivers down your spine. Why was he so hot?! You thought, Michael realized you who were looking at. "It's wrong to love the Joker isn't it?" You mentioned. "Your damn right." Michael shoes the tv off and you gave him a what the hell look. "Hey! I was watching that." Folding your arms pouting. "Why do you like the Joker?! He's he antagonist of the whole entire movie!" He yelled from the top of his lungs. "It's just a movie by the way I was just admiring his character nothing special. I love the new Joker better then the older ones that DC created." Michael looked at you with jealously and envy. "So you like checking out other guys right?!" You rolled your eyes at him. "Babe I only like what the character  Jared Letto is playing! You need to chill out hot stuff." With out a doubt Michael stormed out of the room slamming the door loud. "So you like to play games huh?" You smirked to yourself. It was ridiculous how Michael thought you loved the actor more than him. You would never ever replace Mikey bear with anybody else. "Oh Mikey bear!" You called strutting to Michael in your sexiest lingerie. "What?" He groaned not making eye contact. "I'm sorry if I made you jealous in anyway. I didn't think you would react like that." You said in a soft innocent tone of voice. "Babe I shouldn't have over reacted I know it was just a movie and if you like the character then that's fine." He looked up at you and his eyes winded. You smirked he stared you up and down licking his lips. You were wearing fish net tights, with high heels and a red bra on. One hand was on your hip into a sexy pose. Michael slowly walked up to you and pinned you against the wall roughly kissing your lips. "Who should you only love?" Michael wrapped your legs around his slim waist. "You." You moaned as he kissed and sucked your tender neck. "Love only who?" Smacking your butt hard. "I only love Michael Joseph Jackson." Moaning again. "That's right." Michael carried you throwing you onto the couch and you guys had some rough love that night.