{ + Upper-Class Prince; Parker [x] Chachi: AU. }
Parker sat in his family garden, a sketch book and pencil in his lap as his eyes fixated on Chachi while she worked. He wasn't sure what she was working on, but he felt an urge to be near her. It was wrong of him, and he knew that, but for some reason he couldn't push it aside. Large fields of grass and flowers surrounded him, a reason why this place was his favourite for down-time. Of course, he didn't receive much privacy and alone time as he wished, but being a prince, that wasn't a luxury he could receive. Between meetings and duties, he didn't get time to himself. However, when he did, he liked to draw. Aimlessly draw. However, today, he had lost his every desire to draw. He couldn't help it, he couldn't stop staring at the girl.
He forced himself to peel his eyes away as one of the other servants ran to his side, talking about how his uncle wished to see him before supper. Parker nodded simply, and without the image of being rude dismissed the worked to return to their duties. The brunette stood up, quickly adjusting his blazer as he began to casually walk towards her, seeming as though he was admiring the garden. He needed to talk to her, but he was afraid. A prince; afraid? It seemed ridiculous to him. However, the eyes that were glued to him like a hawk judged his every move. To talk to her meant trouble, no matter how much he wished to.
