(Y/N): Your name
(H/L): Hair length
(H/C): Hair color
(S/T): Skin tone
___________________________
"Nng" groaned (Y/N), waking up from a long night of playing video games. He was supposed to be attending some fancy banquet with his parents but Project Diva X was DEFINITELY more important then ordurves. Despite his rotten attitude and outwardly honest personality, he was not much of a party person. He'd rather be entranced by the exiting worlds in video games or watch a heartwarming romance anime where everyone was attractive and nice to look at.
He looked around his room that was engulfed in early morning sunlight. There were mostly posters for old movies and musicals tacked up on the walls. Most people were into vinyls these days but (Y/N) thought that television was at it's prime back then. Don't get him wrong he still liked things on vinyl too, as long if it was from a musical. Or was actually music from that decade.
He yawned as he approached his large walk in closet. He insisted on moving to a smaller room in the castle, preferably one with a smaller closet. He didn't even use up half of the space offered. He didn't need to. He only needs a couple of good quality sweaters, a few pairs of nice pants, some t-shirts and long sleeved shirts, and some dress shirts and pants for the rare occasion he went to these events. Even if he rarely wore them they were still nice to have around.
Just as he finished picking out his outfit for the day, a maid who worked at the palace had knocked on his door.
"Master (Y/N)?" She called. "The king and queen have sent me to tell you that breakfast will be served in 7 minutes so you should hurry along."
"Alright, thank you mrs." (Y/N) said.
He didn't dare disrespect the people that worked at the caste. Even though he was quite mean, he had a lot of respect for them. I mean, they did have to deal with him and his parent's shit on a daily basis. He brushed his (H/L) (H/C) hair in attempt to get all the tangles and knots out of it. He put on some black skinny jeans, a loose white blouse and a black choker around his neck. He also put a few rings around his slim fingers. And to top it all off he but on some silver dress shoes.
As (Y/N) made his way to the large dining area he could smell something amazing coming from the kitchen.
"Pancakes? We never eat pancakes!" He said as he sat down next to his mother. "Wait... what do you two want."
When his parents did things he actually liked, that usually means they want him to do something.
"Nothing! Nothing at all! We just uhm well, you know... want you to get married?" His mother said.
"WHAT!?" (Y/N) yelled with a mouth full of pancake. "Married? I-I don't want too! I'm still just a kid!" He yelled.
"Just hear us out son, you know that you are going to rule over the kingdom when we retire. So you're going to want someone to rule by your side and support you through the hardships of being the king." His father said.
"And we've selected just the suitors for you to choose from!" Just then (Y/N) cut him off
"Well maybe I don't want to be king! You know what? You two never ask what I want to do with MY OWN LIFE. I'm NOT going to be king and I'm NOT GETTING married! Especially to some stuck up rich asshat who I've never met!" (Y/N) was really mad now.
"(Y/N)!! Don't talk like that to your parents like that!" His mother yelled. "Just with that you ARE going to get married! And you're lucky we accept that you like boys because if you hadn't spoken up about it then we would've set you up with a girl!" She said.
"Fine! I don't even care anymore! You can try all you want to set me up with anyone you like but I'm never going to fall for them. (Y/N) said.
"Well good because the boys are coming this afternoon so you better get ready!" His father called.
(Y/N) slammed his door behind him and flopped on his bed.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he screamed into his pillow.
He was so frustrated with his parents. "All my life I've said and done what they wanted! It's not fair! I feel like I don't ask for a lot and I feel like the freedom to choose who and if I want to wed isn't really asking much!" He said aloud.
(Y/N) had a few hours to kill before he had to meet these people so he decided to browse the internet for a bit. The first thing that caught his eye was an article about princess from county's within the land coming to the capital.
"Could these be the dipshits my parents are trying to set me up with? I mean, they probably would want me to marry another royal and our palace is in the capital. I should read this just in case so I know who I'm dealing with here." He said. "Let's see, 'The princess of the 7 county's were spotted early this morning heading to the capital city. Could they be discussing business plans? Or perhaps trying to get our very own shut-in-prince to make friends with the other princes? We'll find out as the story develops.' Oh come on! It's none of these nut jobs business to know what any of us our doing with our lives!" (Y/N) exclaimed. "That's enough news for one day thank you."
4 hours had passed by and before (Y/N) knew it, the princess had arrived to the castle.
"Might as well freshen up, I picked a fancier outfit than usual today so it should be fine." (Y/N) said.
He may not like the fancy life but that doesn't mean that he can't do it in style. He brushed his hair, his teeth, he even put on a bit of makeup which he rarely did. The workers at the palace said it really brings an outfit together. He was just about to head out the door, but then out the corner of his eye, the angel in disguise called his bed was calling out to him. (Y/N) didn't even need a minute to think about the consequences this would cause because he was already curled up fast asleep like a little baby.
"I love you bed~"
_______40 minutes later ________
"(Y/N)!!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!!?!" His father screamed. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE DOWN HERE 40 MINUTES AGO!!!"
"Yeah yeah nobody really gives a damn about that." (Y/N) said.
"Well the princess and their wealthy parents care! You're wasting your mother and I's and their time!" He yelled. "Now get up and get down here in the next 3 minutes or else."
"Or else what" (Y/N) said. "Ground me? I don't go anywheres anyways."
"You know what I mean just get ready already!" The king grumbled.
(Y/N) didn't really have to do anything else because his efforts to look presentable all stayed into place. He opened the grand double doors from his room that led to one of the many corridors in the palace. He could definitely tell a lot of people were here. There were a bunch of suitcases and other types of bags and luggage. I mean, they were royalty which is pretty much code for 'I pack my entire room just for staying overnight for a few weeks.' At least he hoped that they would only be here for a few weeks. Any longer and he would go insane. (Y/N) walked down the large glistening marble staircase, his shoes clicking along as he walked. He moved his (S/T) fingers across the carefully crafted gold hand railing. It made him wonder what poor person had to slave over it for hours just for some stuck up royal family to take for granted.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs, one of his butlers came to escort him to one of their many sitting rooms in the castle.
"Wow, he's even more stunning in person." One of the 7 handsome young princess in front of him said.
"Oh that's cute." (Y/N) said to him sarcastically.
"(Y/N)!" the queen whisper shouted. "Ha ha don't mind him, he's just a little out of it today!" She said to their guests.
"Oh it's quite alright I understand. I'm Kim Namjoon, pleasure to meet you!"
The boy called Namjoon lifted up his hand and kissed it softly. No one had ever done that to him before, so he was quite startled at first.
"Yeah... it's nice to meet you too I guess..."
YOU ARE READING
Crude Royalty (BTS x Male reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) was born and raised in the royal life, but he never really felt like royalty. He cussed and was rude, he was quite cold and distant. He didn't even show up to most people balls and such. But when he turned 18, he was forced to marry one out of...
