Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

#6 Prince!Michael: Arranged Marriage

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(P/N) - Princess's Name (Add in the name of your rival??? I honestly just can't think of generic names XD)

(D/N) - Duchess's Name (Same deal)

It was just a small feeling in your heart that buzzed every time Michael was near you. You couldn't forget the recent moment between the two of you in which he made you work over time to read some pointless story book. That night you stayed until sun rise and woke up in the chair beside his bed. It was wrong for a servant like you to stay with royalty until sunrise, and you were surprised you didn't get caught for it. "(Y/N)?...(Y/N)," Michael calls out staring down at you as you were buttoning his shirt but stopped right in the middle. "I'm sorry," you said slightly flustered and quickly dressed him to get ready for the day. "Are you getting sick? Your face is red," he pointed out. "I am fine Prince Michael, I assure you," you said. "Oooor, are you embarrassed about dressing me?" he teased, but you brushed the old joke aside. "I've dressed you since I started working under you, I am quite-" "Used to that, I know (Y/N), you don't need to elaborate. You know, if you aren't feeling good I can get you out of work," he says looking back at you. "You could stay beside me, and we could probably sneak out of the castle again," he suggests. Your heart buzzed again, and you paused to think of an answer. "Prince Michael, thank you for the offer, but you are not getting out of your morning classes that easily," you said, and he rolled his eyes. "So close," he said before heading out of the room and heading to his class. You stayed in his room to make his bed and clean it up a bit before tending to your regular duties. From the morning staff announcements, the king and queen had guests visiting the castle tonight as well as a big announcement. When you finished cleaning up the room, the buzzing feeling in your chest still wouldn't stop. When you met up with the female servants, you decided to ask their opinion on this unknown feeling to you. "Buzzing feeling? You aren't sick are you?" one asks. "No, I don't think I'm sick..." you said slightly worried. "Well, when did this start happening?" another asks. "It happens when...a specific guy is around...But that doesn't sound like a reasonable explanation," you said. "You're in love," the servant says with a grin slowly forming on her face. "L-love? That is impossible; I couldn't be. I must be sick or something because my chest and my heart feels like it's being constricted by a serpent. I don't think it's love." "Love is supposed to feel like that (Y/N). It's supposed to make you feel like you can't breathe, like you are just going to burst with all these feelings," another says trying to convince you. "You all make love sound so painful and sad," you said thinking over their descriptions. "That is also love. Love can make you feel like you're floating, and it could be the most painful thing you can experience. Love suffocates you,  but it makes you feel dizzy with happiness," she explains again. "What kind of guy is he (Y/N)?" another asks, and you paused trying to think of a way to describe Michael. "He's...childish but really brave and charming when he wants to be...He is very stubborn about duties, but he is passionate about his hobbies," you listed. "Being beside him and watching such characteristics make me feel special and lucky," you said but covered your mouth quickly to what you blurted out. "It sounds like love to me (Y/N), why don't you just be with him already?" she questions. "I-I can't it's impossible," you said frantically. "Why? Does he have another significant other?" "No." "Then what's the-...Is he a Noble?" she wondered. "M-Maybe," you said, avoiding the use of Michael's name in the conversation. "There have been a lot of nobles in and out of this castle to meet with the prince, and (Y/N) is always by the Prince's side to assist him so of course one of them was bound to notice her and want to talk to her," they thought and agreed to the half truth assumption. You excused yourself to get Michael's lunch and bring it over to his study room. The thought of you possibly liking Michael was starting to be clear the more you thought about it. Every memory and moment you shared with him started to make your face warm and your heart beat faster. You liked being by Michael's side, you were always there when he called, you took the time to listen to him and understand his feelings, you felt like you could be yourself standing beside him. He never made you feel like you were just a servant, he made you feel like you were his friend, he gave you exceptions and opportunities to just be treated as a person...You pulled out of your thoughts and looked at the door in front of you and knocked before entering. You greeted Michael and told him what lunch would be today before setting the tray in front of him and uncovering the food. He put his study book and papers aside and dug in without hesitating. "I should mention that tonight is important, and you must be dressed semi formal for the guest tonight. It seems like the king and queen have an important announcement, and they specifically want you to be there," you said. "You have no idea what the announcement is?" Michael says before finishing up his food. "Such news isn't for people like me to know about," you said before gathering his empty plate and ready to take your leave again. "(Y/N)," Michael calls out, and you stopped at the door. "Yes Prince Michael?" you answered. "You are always in a rush, do you really need to get back to work right away?" he wondered, and you stood there trying to figure out how to answer him. "Stay for a while," he insists, and you slowly walked back and stood by his side. "You really don't hesitate do you?" he says grinning. "Well if Prince Michael wants me to stay then I don't really have a choice do I?" you said before sitting down on a spare chair. "Well then, if I gave you a choice, would you stay? Answer honestly now," he says. "...Yes, I would have stayed," you answered with a hushed tone and felt your heart suffocating you again. The moment was silent, and Michael chuckled before getting his textbook and papers to work on again. "That's good to know," he mumbled before getting back to his studies. The buzzing feeling in your heart refused to stop, your feelings were so clear that you could no longer hide it anymore. You finished prepping Michael for the night and smiled at him before escorting him to the ballroom. Michael walked beside you and couldn't help but take notice of your obvious flustered actions. He tried calling your name out again but was interrupted by the ballroom doors opening up to him and all the random guests greeting him one by one. He watched you stray to the side with the other servants who were waiting to be called upon request to serve. Michael was led to his father's side and introduced to a girl. She was Michael's age and of similar status. She was beautiful and elegant and looked like she would be Michael's type. "Everyone, excuse me, may I have your attention," the king called out. "Everyone, I am so happy that we could celebrate this moment with all of you. On this day with everyone in this ballroom being a witness, I would love to announce the engagement of (P/N) and my son Michael. Their marriage shall bring our kingdoms together as one!" he says looking at both the princess and Michael. "(P/N), Son, I congratulate you," he says before pushing the both of them forward to dance the first song of the night. You stood there stunned by the announcement; everything was so sudden and made your head hurt trying to process it. "(Y/N)? Oh (Y/N) what's wrong? You're crying," one of the servants pointed out and grabbed tissue for you to wipe your face. "O-Oh I am?" you wondered with your voice cracking. "Awe, is it because the prince is now engaged? I understand, it's because you took care of him for so long right?" "He's growing up right in front of you!" they assumed. "Y-Yeah, I'm so happy for him," you said with the tears still streaming down your face, and the buzzing feeling in your heart turned into the feeling of broken glass on pavement.