Crush Imagines

royal!crush x royal! reader-unroyal

Y/n's pov

Being a royal is boring as shit. There are so many things forbidden for us to do and like.

So yeah, you think it's easy living a royal life? No.

You can't wear the clothes you like, you can't go out the castle. It's like a prison here!

So yeah since I have no other things to do and shit, I'm just walking fown the hallway, staring at the family portraits painted by our royal artist.

Staring at the portrait, which consist of me, mother,father and my two siblings. (If you don't have one, just pretend that you do), we were in the castle garden smiling happily. But I guess that dosen't exist anymore.

I was staring at the portrait for too long that I didn't notice a certain 'prince' was behind me ready to fucking attack.

Once he got a right timing, he lunges at me grabbing me by the waist and started tickling me.

I started laughing hysterically and cussing weird crap.

"C/n stop you idiota, baka, pabo!" I barely spoked.

"Nope," c/n smirked.

"C/n, I fucking swear, stop or you will end up with a broken bones you little shit," I said while panting.

He eventually stopped and got up helping me along the way.

He then smiled.

"Y/n, when will you stop cursing? You know you're fucked when they found out," He said with worry evident in his face.

"How about you?" I asked back.

"I don't give a fuck if they ever did catch me, I don't care if they said that my ways are 'unroyal'," I said while making qoutation marks at the unroyal part.

"But this is who I am, I didn't wish to be a royal, I never did, and who says that father will catch me?" I joked.

"He did and you still didn't took the warning y/n," a voice I know a little too well spoked. I turned to my back to see father and mother. Mother has a disappointed face while father has a emotionless one.

"Fa-father! Mother! How are you? Me and c/n were just talki-," I didn't get to finish my sentence as my father cut me off.

"Go to my study, you and I will talk about this behavior," father said sternly.

"Yes father," I spoked, barely above a whisper, an emotionless face on, facing the floor.

I looked at mother to see her with a disappointed face but still manages to smile. I smiled back as if I was saying sorry.

I turned to c/n who seemed to be worried but I just smiled at him assuring him that this was nothing serious.

As I entered the gloomy and dark room, I can see father sitting in the recliner sipping his earl grey tea.

I closed the door behind me as I walked towards father and greeted him.

He nodded and told me to take a seat. I did what I was told.

"Y/n, you know why I summoned you here correct?" Father asked, his face still emotionless just like mine is.

"Yes father, I know the mistake I did back there, but I can't just help my self I-," I can't finish my sentence again as father already took the next words.

"You know too well that we royals would never say such foul words!" Father screamed as he stood up from the recliner.

"But I never even asked to be a royal! Why won't you accept my personality? Those lessons that the royal teachers taught me of how to be a well mannered princess? They did nothing but to put pressure to me, giving me stress and that's what provoked my inner self to lose the way of being the perfect princess you've ever wanted, that's what made this personality, this personality that you hate, that's another reason why this rebellion of me started, you would never consider my decisions father, you never supported your children, only mother was there for us, you only cared about your image,"
I screamed, my tears welling up as well as my anger but I held them back as I didn't want to look weak in front of my father.