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the view was picturesque. the young prince stood staring out of his balcony, his arm leaning against the railing with his head resting on his hand.
the way he smiled. the way he effortlessly moved. the way his hair flowed in the slight breeze. beautiful. he was so beautiful. victor couldn’t help but stare.
it had been over a month since the prince had been captivated by the breathtaking gardener whose name he had learnt was luca balsa. god, victor had never felt this way before. from the moment he saw the man, his heart jumped out of his chest and he desperately yearned to be closer to him.
but he was afraid. afraid to scare him away because of saying the wrong thing. he never had been good with interaction in general, never mind romance.
this is why for the past month, part of his daily routine was simply watching the stunning gardener work from his balcony. but he hadn’t expected today to be different. the way his head whacked against the railing in attempt to crouch down and hide when his dazed expression made eye contact with luca would make that obvious to anyone.
victor clutched his head, now crouched behind the railing, his face beet red. oh god he had never been so embarrassed. he definitely messed things up now. well, thats what he thought until he heard that angelic laughter.
the prince scrambled to turn around, peeking over the railing, catching sight of that masterpiece of a man wiping tears of laughter from his pretty face.
“your highness, are you alright? that looks like it hurt” luca had his hands next to his mouth in attempt to help the sound reach farther as he shouted up to victor.
oh no this was so embarrassing. the flustered prince stood up, still holding his stinging head as he looked away anxiously.
there was a pause before another shout was passed to victor “you do remember the garden is yours, right? you dont have to view it from so far away all the time. why not come down and join me?”
this made victors head snap towards the gardener. what? he knew this entire time? the bright smile on lucas face was inviting, making it clear he would be happy for the prince to give him some company. so after a brief moment of contemplation followed by a weak shout of “one moment” the love struck prince rushed down to see the gardener.