Imagines, blurbs, and mini fanfics featuring the 5SOS boys as royals (princes, kings, etc.), working for royals, or falling in love with a royal.
#1 5SOSImagines
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Pairing: Luke and Y/N
WARNING: SMUT
You didn't think you would ever get used to being waited on by people you used to work with. Your new sheets had more thread count than the people in the country, the size of the bed taking up almost of your room. Intimidating stares by those from a higher social ranking made your stomach drop. But you knew that you were finally getting what you were dreaming of since you started to work there, a chance to get noticed by Luke. You were receiving all of his attention during the months up to the wedding. He sat next to you at every meal, sharing little inside jokes you two had that made you almost spit out your drink. "You suck" you whispered. "You love it" he'd reply with a wink. Your cheeks were red every time he spilled a small innuendo. Due to the "courting" rituals, you two weren't allowed to be alone without a chaperone, but that didn't stop Luke from sneaking a kiss on your neck when no one was looking. You felt yourself falling pretty fast, how could you not with the way that he looked at you? All you wanted now was to make it official already (and more importantly see Luke in a suit again hello).
It was late in the afternoon, and you had excused yourself from tea with the queen and some of the girls from the ball. Elizabeth seemed to understand, allowing you to go rest in your room. You slipped out of your sundress and into a silk nightgown, one you've been hiding from the maids because you knew it wasn't allowed. You felt so comfortable in it, and if you had to admit, pretty sexy too. You sat on your mattress and journaled some things that have been running in your mind lately. How you wish you had courage to go ride horses, how you wanted to publish a novel because no one in the castle has, how you wished they served Chocolate Munchies at breakfast. There was a slight knock at the door, and you shouted a "Come in".
The door opened slowly, revealing Luke in his casual garments. You immediately sat straighter and closed your journal. "Hi Y/N" Luke smiled, shutting the door behind him. "Hi baby, what are you doing here?" you asked, walking to him. "Do you want me to leave?" he questioned, looking a little concerned. You shook your head and smiled. "Good" he replied, grabbing your left hand. He led you to the small love seat by your window, consequently overlooking into the garden (you're positive that was Luke's doing), and you two sat down. "Mother said you weren't feeling well, is everything okay?" he asked, squeezing your hand a little tighter. Your shoulders went up, and you looked outside at the beautiful daisies they planted yesterday. "It's just that there would be girls there from the ball and I wasn't ready to face their dirty looks yet" you mumbled, noticing Madeline helping carry a new bench out there. You missed talking to her as much you used to, but she still sent you little notes on your napkins at meals and always volunteered to help you pick something to wear. "They're just jealous Y/N, all they want is to be queen. I know you want what I do, someone to love" Luke said. "You have me all wrong Luke, I need that crown the second we say 'I do'" you joked, making Luke roll his eyes.
