Royal Pain (Guzma X Reader)

Happy Birthday

"(your name)! Do come here would you? We are late!" Your mother called out from the foyer downstairs. You were nowhere near ready to go. You didn't want to go. Not again.

"I hate Nigel, I'm not going." You said to yourself.
Mom: "What was that dear?"
"Nothing mother! I'll be right there!" You said with fake enthusiasm.

Your parents are king and queen of Kalos. Well, technically they aren't considering royals have no real power anymore, but try telling them that. Yes, they are very wealthy, but that's about it. I guess that's all you need nowadays to have power. Money. It was your great great great great....great? grandfather who was the king of Kalos many many years ago. He built the Parfume Palace. This is where you and your parents live now. It is tradition to keep the family living in the palace. However, recently most of the palace has been used as a museum and there are strangers constantly walking around. This might've been because your parents were finally running out of money; they would never tell you this though. The palace isn't much of a home anymore; especially when your parents forbid you from leaving it. It's more like a prison really.

Dad: "(YOUR NAME)! COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"

You took your time walking down the palace stairs as you looked down at your parents. You had a look of pure innocence plastered on your face, but you knew their rage was building with every delicate step you took.

Mom: "Finally dear, how many times must we tell you child that your future husband should never have to wait on you?"
"But mother, how will I be fashionably late?" You said with pure sarcasm.
Dad: "Enough! Let's go now!"

A limo brought you and your parents to the Battle Chateau to meet your boyfriend, Nigel, and his family. You really could've walked to the Chateau yourself considering it was on the next route, but your parents had to be extra at all times.

Not much was said in the limo. You didn't hate your parents, but they never had your best interest at heart. You don't want to be locked up in Parfume Palace for the rest of your life. You'd already wasted 18 years there.

Oh, I guess I should mention that today is your birthday. You're turning 18. You're officially an adult in terms of the Kalos Region's laws. Here's a little bit more about yourself: you have light blue hair (it's natural), bright blue eyes to match, light freckles, and rosy lips. You weren't insanely skinny, but you were healthy. You also had a nice ass which comes with some of your fullness. You're usual attire is a nice casual dress/romper in which your parents force you to wear. Appearance is everything according to your mother.

***Arrived at Battle Chateau***

Nigel's Dad, Griffin: "Ah bonjour everyone! It is so nice of you all to join us for Nigel's title battle."
Mom as she shakes Griffin's hand: "Oh Griffin, you know we could never miss something like this! This is our future son-in-law we are talking about!" The adult-adults start laughing. You roll your eyes discretely and proceed into the Chateau. Nigel, the BF, starts to run up to you.

Nigel: "Ah! (Your name), ready to see your sexy boyfriend become an Earl?" He grinned and went in for an aggressive hug.
"Heh," you started to push him away nonchalantly, "as sexy as that sounds Nigel, I'm not really feeling too great, I think I'll just-"
Nigel pulls you back in and whispers in your ear, "Watch me battle or I'll tell your parents about your little tattoo." He said this in a menacing tone. He then broke the hug and smiled. He started to greet your parents. You stood there confused and scared.

'How the hell did he know about my tattoo? If he tells my parents about this, they'll kill me, adopt a new child, name her (your name), and pretend like I never existed. He better not tell them.'

You watched in horror as Nigel talked to your parents. He put on a fake smile as he talked to them. You and Nigel were well aware of the arranged marriage situation. Nigel's family was in the same social class as your family along with being very close. Nigel thinks your only  good as a trophy wife to have on display as he battles people at the Chateau even though he's constantly putting you down if you eat too much or don't wear something flattering. Everything they do is for the social status, which unfortunately puts you in this abusive relationship. Nigel hasn't gotten physical with you yet, but he's come close a couple times. He has some anger issues when he doesn't get what he wants. He's been spoiled his whole life. You guess that's an excuse for his behavior.

Thankfully, Nigel didn't tell your parents about the small heart tattoo that rests behind your ear. You got this tattoo just recently when you snuck out to party in Lumiose City. This city was full of nightclubs and parlors. You had multiple guys buy you drinks since you were underage. (I do not condone underage drinking just FYI) You drank a bit too much and woke up with the cute heart tattoo behind your ear. You actually loved it, but knew no one could ever see it. You had no idea how Nigel figured it out.

Dad: "(your name), hurry now. Nigel is about to begin his title battle."
You mentally cursed in your head and put on a fake smile. You walked and sat next to your parents at the VIP table.

'Why must my parents be so damn extra?!'

Nigel won the match and was announced as an Earl. He looked over at you and noticed your lack of enthusiasm. He decided to wait till later to address his frustration about it.

***Later***

Your parents pressured you to ride to Nigel's house after the celebration in the Chateau. You really didn't want to go, but decided you didn't really have a choice anyways. Also, the day was almost over and not a single person had told you happy birthday. All you wanted to do was go home and wait for your parents to go to sleep so you could sneak out and have a real birthday party. Instead, you were forced to spend time with your "boyfriend."

Inside Nigel's family's mansion, you sat in Nigel's room on the bed looking at your pokedex. Pokedexes were used as a phone and many other things.

Nigel came in with some champagne. He seemed calm and collected for about .2 seconds. Then the storm came.

N: "Listen here bitch." He said with deep breaths.

You nearly spit out your sip of champagne at his sudden words. You placed the glass on the nightstand slowly.

"N-Nigel, why are you angry? What did I-"
N: "Are you deaf bitch? I said listen to me! Not ask me 20 questions!"

'Ok overexaggerator. I was asking 2 questions thank you.'

N: "Ha, you know what's great? Looking over at your girlfriend when you've just won an important battle and noticing that she doesn't give A SINGLE FUCKING SHIT!"

You started to tense up. You couldn't fake that kind of emotion. Being happy for someone you hate was not an easy task. You wished he hadn't noticed.

"I-I'm sorry babe. It won't happen again."
N: "Damn right it won't. But you know what else isn't going to happen again?" He starts to slowly walk over to you. He lightly tapped his fingers on your leg, "I WONT GET TO BE RETITLED AS AN EARL YOU IGNORANT SLUT!" He slammed his fists down next to you in the bed making you jump up.

"Nigel, calm down! I said I was s-sorry!" You were terrified. You'd never seen him this pissed before.
N: "You need to feel what it felt like to look over at your partner and see that they didn't care. It was humiliating. So now I'm not going to care."
"Wh-what does that mean-"

He hit you. Right on your plump cheek.

N: "Happy Birthday Babydoll."