Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Prince!Michael Part 5

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I'd love to do it again sometime, I've left my personal number on a note on your side table and your name at the gate in front of the palace, they'll let you in." And he was off. Did you really have a night in with the prince? Did he really wanna do it again? You couldn't wait to find out.

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How long was the proper amount of time you should wait before you called him? He had left not half an hour ago, and you already missed him. Fuck it, you were gonna text him.

Y: Hi Mikey

M: I was wondering when you were going to text me

Y: I like to keep you on your toes

M: I see that

So are you going to come over?

Y: To the palace?

M: Yeah, I miss you already

Y: I'll be there in 15

M: No it's okay, I'll send someone to pick you up

Y: Mikey, you don't have to do that I know how to get to there, it's not hard navigating towards the giant palace.

M: Too late, just wait there

You two texted until the car arrived. The car Michael sent was a simple black suv, and it came with a xbox installed in the back. You figured it probably was the car used to transport Michael places, considering you know, the shitload of games stashed under the seat.

When the suv stopped in front of the palace, the driver opened your door and accompanied you to the door where a middle aged lady answered. "Hello, you must be (Y/N), the prince told us you'd be joining the family this evening for dinner." Dinner? The family? You hadn't even thought of that, eating dinner with the royals. "Stephen will take you to Michael's room, just follow him." She motioned off to a man in his mid-twenties. When she said Michael's room, you were expecting one singular room. But when you got there, it was more like a mini sub-apartment inside a gigantic house. His room even had a guest bedroom, who needs a guest bedroom in their own room? "Hi" you heard from behind you. "You didn't say anything about dinner." You shot out before you'd forget. "You don't have to worry, my parents will like you." That's what you were worried about, his parents, of course they'd be at dinner. "Michael if you didn't notice, I'm not exactly dressed for dinner with royalty." You said motioning to your leggings and t-shirt. "I'm sure the tailor has something, my cousins sometimes come and forget their clothes at home so we have stuff made for them here. Lets go now" he grabbed your hand and started walking towards where you guessed the tailor was.

"See, I told you we'd find something. You look hot." The tailor coughed. "I'm sorry, beautiful. You look beautiful." Michael corrected himself. He was sitting on the couch behind the mirror you were looking at the dress in. It was a salmon colored long formal dress that really complimented your figure. "Thanks, it really is a beautiful dress." You were never one to wear long dresses to dinner, but there was something about this dress that you just loved. "Here, Sheila found you some shoes to go with it, we better hurry, I still have to change and dinner is starting soon." You put on the shoes and headed back to his room. When he came out, he was wearing a white button, black slacks, and a tie that matched yours. "I didn't know I had a tie this color" he stated looking at himself in the mirror. You two looked cute, kind of like you were going to prom, except this was just a dinner. A dinner that you were scared shitless going into. But, he grabbed your hand as you two walked to the dining room, sitting on the opposite sides of the rectangular table, leaving room for the queen and king to sit on either ends. "Don't stress, I promise they'll love you." He took your hand as the door creaked open, signaling someone had entered.