Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Super Spoiled Prince Michael and Queen Karen Orders him to Shadow Maid You...

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royal!5sos blurb night with @dancinghashton​

Prince Michael being super soiled and queen Karen sees him yelling at you, a maid and she order him to be your shadow and watch/help you work and by the end of the day he's like do you work this hard every day?? And carried you to his bed and cuddles you omg pleaseeee

"Watch where you're going!" Michael shouts, making you jump, looking up from the pile of clothes you were carrying.

"I'm sorry Sir." You curtsey, moving slightly to the side in order to let him pass.

"Oh you're sorry? That makes it all better doesn't it!" He replies, and you simply bow your head. "Well? Speak up!"

Any response you had was interrupted by another voice, this once a lot more firm.

"Michael Gordon Clifford." The Queen scolds, moving down the corridor to stand beside you. "Just what, do you think you're doing?"

"This maid was in my way." He spits, sending a glare at you.

"This maid is called Y/N, and she was doing nothing wrong." His mother replies shortly, before turning to face you. "Are you alright dear? I do apologize for my son's behavior."

"No Ma'am, I was in his way-" You protest, but she smiles at you, and holds up a hand.

"Y/N, my son is a spoilt brat." She sighs, a shout of protest falling from Michael, before he quietens after a look from his mother. "It would do him a world of good to see how lucky he is to lead the life he does. Would you mind if he shadows you today? Sees how much work you do?"

"Mother you can't-"

"Michael you will do as I tell you, you're not a King yet, and even if you were, I'm still your mother." She tells him sternly, before smiling back at you. "Well Y/N?"

"It would be no problem at all Ma'am." You smile back, inwardly sighing at the prospect of having to spend the day with the ignorant prince.

"Wonderful." She grins, turning to Michael. "Shadow Y/N. You shout at her, or upset her in any way, and I'll discuss taking your privileges away with your father. Understood?"

"Yes mother." He sighs, before looking back at you. You smile at the Queen once more, doing a small curtsey before moving away, Michael trailing behind you.

You go about your daily chores, Michael being nothing other than a silent observer. You're surprised at how he does not complain, simply following you as you move from the laundry room to the dry room, before finally delivering the clothes to the correct places, and returning to the laundry room to begin the cycle again. After three cycles of the same process,you sigh in relief, turning to face the Prince.

"I have finished my hores Sir, so I believe you're free to reurn to your room." You smile politely. Michael looks at you in awe.

"Do you work this hard every day?" He asks, a nod being your only response. "I'm sorry."

"Tis not your fault, everyone has dirty clothes."

"I don't mean about the laundry, I mean about earlier. I mistreated you, you didn't deserve it. I hope you accept my apology, although you have every right not to."

"It is forgotten." You smile, a grin making its way onto Michael's face. A gasp leaves your lips as he lifts you in his arms, your eyes widening. "Sir!"

"You deserve a reward." He grins, carrying you to his chambers. Placing you down, hegestures towards his bed. "Take it, please."

"Sir I cannot-"

"I insist. You deserve it a lot more than I do." He smiles, taking your hand and leading you to the bed. "I promise, you won't get in trouble, if that's what you're worried about."

"Sir-"

"Y/N, please call me Michael." He smiles, still holding your hand. "And please, take my bed. If it makes you feel better, we can share. I'll cuddle you, it'll be really cute."

You blush at his words, a small smile on your lips. You nod timidly, and Michael grins.

"Perfect." He smiles at you... "Now, which side of the bed would you prefer?"