Five Seconds of Summer Imagines

Can't Take My Eyes Off You (Irwin)

Summary: Love at first sight was only a mere concept for Ashton, never a reality. But that all changes for him in a matter of minutes.

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader

AU: Royal!au, 60's!au, Love at first sight!au

Word Count: 3,551

Warnings: none i think

Requested? Yep

A/n: okay here ya go! It's here and i hope it was worth the wait akdbks feedback would,be appreciated I'm a little insecure about this piece but as long as you all like it, I'll be fine! Mwa okay enjoy!

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It wasn't often Ashton was summoned to the castle doors. Only for business and moments of dire need that he ever met with the royal family face to face. Any other time, with miniscule tasks and things below the King or Queen's concern he dealt with through their advisors and head generals. But today was different - he had been told to come to the courtroom immediately, that it was of the utmost urgency. Ashton had wasted no time in gathering his men before rushing over and pounding on the towering castle doors.

The firm gates squeaked when the guards permitted their entry, the wooded doubles gradually shifting openwards before they halted to a grinding stop. They remained open till the sound of their polished, black leather, combat boots stomped through and faded into the distance and the only sound that could be heard was the thump of their hardened feet slapping tile. Walls built of thick slabs of stone and cement encaged the soldiers, luminescent imagery of stained glass windows lining the halls and revealing clipits of the history of the royal family. The sun's light trickled through the glass, the usual white rays shifting into various colors of red, green, and blue, and they dotted the walls and reflected off of the gold of the men's badges. There was no time to waste on admiring the structure's immaculate designs and accessories; the soldiers, stiffer than boards, marched forwards. Begrudgingly, Ashton pushed on and lead the group of green and blue, frowning at his hopes of being able to tour the castle and see its beauty for himself, lost in the wind that cut through the fabric of their uniforms like slashing steel blades. It had been a curiosity of his for sometime now to visit the castle, wander its halls, and uncover its darkest secrets that had been kept away from the public and locked away deep, down inside what he hoped to be hundreds of secret passages lining the floors and walls. He'd have to save that for another time and hope he'd live another day to fulfill his wishes.

He and his men came to a stop before another set of hugely tall doors and two guardsman yanked the handles and those doors too opened with a large gasp for breath. Ashton's eyes immediately danced around the vast courtroom, eyeing the crimson, velvet drapes that shielded ceiling length arched windows; the gray and white spastic tiled flooring of marble; the red carpet rolled out to the foot of the line of thrones; and the elegant King and Queen who sat within them, graced with poise yet radiating a threatening power. He noticed the empty seat beside the Queen's side and internally took a second to question where the shadow princess had slipped off to.

No one had ever seen the infamous princess of their kingdom before; some peasants even speculated she was merely a myth the royal family created to cover up for the fact that her majesty couldn't give birth to an actual child, biding time till they could find an heir. But Ashton knew better than that and acknowledged the princess with an air of respect, even as he had never seen her either. She was there, he could feel it, and some day when she was ready, he prayed that she would reveal herself and be a Queen to remember.

He led his posse to the front till they stood twenty feet or so before their beloved King. Bowing promptly, he kept his head low, cascades of carmel curls curtaining his line of sight, till the King beckoned for them to rise. He bore a stone cold expression and awaited further instructions. His fist remained pressed firmly over his heart, his eyes bearing a laser of determination within them.