Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Gold c.h.

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Gold was the color of the pendent that usually dangled from your neck but today was perched between your lips. Calum watched as your eyes scanned the notebook in front of you, the pendent never leaving the safety of your mouth. You were deep in thought, this much he knew. He'd been observing – or stalking as his friend's teased – you for weeks now. Something about you intrigued him, you enticed him. Lost in thought, he hadn't realized he was still staring until he felt a delicate tap on his shoulder. "It's not polite to stare," you smirked, before waltzing out of the library. Calum was hooked.

Gold was the medallion awarded to Calum and his team for their championship win. You watched as your fellow classmates rushed the field to congratulate their football team from your seat between your parents. "You can't sit with the commoners," your father, the King, had sneered when you brought up the idea of sitting with your friends. Instead, you were stuck between the two as they clapped courteously, your heart sinking as you watched girls from your class peck Calum's cheeks in celebration. That should be me, you thought before you were being whisked away by security. The unmarked black car waiting for the three of you to take you back to the safety of your palace before the real celebrations started.

Gold was the color of the sand squished between your toes, your feet sinking a little more with each step you took. You had never felt something so warm before, your parents having forbid you from ever parading around the beach like a commoner. But they weren't here tonight, having left you in your dorm only a few hours prior with no security upon your request. It was only when they left did you tip toe out of the dorm towards your floor mate, Calum.

"I can't believe you've never been to the beach before," he said, brown eyes wide as he watched you trace patters into the soft sand.

"My parents are strict," you answered, scooping up a handful of sand watching as the wind blew it from your hands. The grains swirled in the air, dancing with the wind until falling to the ground. You were mesmerized, your hands quickly scooping up more sand to start the process again.

Your hands were halted though, when you felt a familiar presence behind you. Calum wrapped one hand protectively around your clothed middle, while the other gathered the hair twirling at your shoulders. He pushed it aside before his fingers grazed the collar of your shirt, tugging it towards the left so the material fell from your shoulder. It only took seconds for Calum's lips to replace the warmth your shirt was providing you, leaving a trail of kisses from your shoulder to the nape of your neck.

A chill coursed through your body as Calum spun you around, his arm that was once around your waist now clung to your hips. The two of you stood in silence, admiring each other's beauty under the golden hues of the sun. You marveled at the way the dim rays of light gave Calum's brown skin an aurora of gold, the harsh black lines of ink contrasting with his soft skin. Meanwhile, Calum admired your beauty, amazed that someone so beautiful could be so unaware of it.

"If you brought a bathing suit we could have gone in the water," he mumbled, his words nearly getting lost in between the kisses he showered you with.

You pulled away from Calum, eyes trained on the waters ahead of you. The sounds of the waves crashing on shore were like a lullaby, but instead of lulling you to sleep they were calling for you. You had never touched such tranquil yet destructive waters before and you craved to.

"Who says we need bathing suits," you smirked, tugging the hem of your shirt up and over your head. Your mother's nagging words reminding you that "Royals were only nude while bathing" played over in your head as you shimmied out of your shorts. The constant mantra of a princess is pure, prim, and proper, a mere fleeting thought as you unclasped your bra before taking Calum's hand and dragging him towards the ocean.