Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Prince!Ashton secretly dating the leader of the revolution...

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Request: Prince!Ashton secretly dating the leader of the revolution that's overthrowing his parents and is sweeping his country?

He knew how much danger he'd put himself in, being with you.

Because you were the leader of the revolution. You wanted to overthrow his parents. You were the sole reason people were rebelling and shunning all the rules and regulations your Kingdom had ever known. You were not only the face of the revolution, but you were who they planned on electing leader once it was successful, the one the people had put their faith in.

And he'd fallen madly in love with you.

Grabbing his leather jacket, he slipped out of the Castle, jogging down the long driveway until he was able to climb over the gates. You were there already, leaning against the high walls with a smirk on your lips.

"Your Highness." You greet him, smirk still on your lips. He rolls his eyes as you push off the wall to do a small curtsey, grabbing your waist and pulling you into his chest, ducking his head to connect your lips. "Hey."

"Hey Baby." He mumbles against your lips, a grin lighting up his face. "Did you miss me?"

"A little." Your smile was teasing, and Ashton couldn't help but grin at it. "Did you miss me?"

"A little." He mimics, pressing another kiss to your lips quickly before pulling back, the two of you making your way away from the Castle.

"Have fun playing Prince?" You ask him, squeezing his hand lightly. Ashton chuckles.

"They were trying to make me choose a wife." He laughs, shaking his head. "One who would be suitable to rule with me."

"I'd be suitable to rule with you." You grin, Ashton laughing again.

"Not in the way they want." He smiles, releasing your hand to throw his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side to press his lips to your temple.

"Do you ever plan to tell them? About us? About who you really are?" Your voice is soft, causing Ashton to stop and spin you to face him again. "Or are you just going to keep me a secret? Because I don't want to have to overthrow you too."

"I just need to find the right time." He sighs, dropping his forehead to yours, hands cupping your face. Your hands find their way onto his chest, gripping the sides of his jacket. "One day, you'll be ruling this country, not me. And we can actually live in peace. And I can look at my parents and say this is who I am, and this is the girl I love. I just... I don't know. Maybe I can't tell them until I'm standing beside you as you take away their crowns. I'm just scared they'll find a way of taking you away from me."

"But you will stand beside me?" You ask, looking up at him. He nods, capturing your lips in a short but meaningful kiss.

"Until I'm six feet under Baby, and maybe even then."