"Mrs.Butterbean, would you like to come over for some tea?" "Why yes, I would love to Mrs.Bearington." "Okay, let's go!" You were sitting on the floor in your room, playing with your dolls, when you heard your mom call you. "Coming!" You yelled. You skipped out into the kitchen where she was making sandwiches. "Do you want to go to the park today?" You threw your hands up. "Yeah!" After your mom finished packing food, you got your shoes on and walked to the park in the middle of the neighborhood. It was a warm sunny day, and the park wasn't too crowded. When you got there, you quickly ran to the swings. "Be careful!" Your mom yelled. You hopped up on the swing and started kicking your legs. When you got high enough, you started laughing. At school, you had seen the bigger kids jump off the swings at recess and you, being the easily influenced 6 year old you were, you wanted to do it too. You were a little scared, but you took a deep breath and jumped off. You ended up landing wrong and scraped your knees on the woodchips. You cried out and grabbed your knees. "Are you okay?" A voice asked. You looked up and saw him. He had long brown hair that was pulled back into a low ponytail, a bright, fair complexion and almond shaped eyes. He looked like an angel to you. Your heart skipped a beat as you looked into his eyes ans you felt your face get hot. You almost forgot about your wounds until he spoke. "Are you okay?" He asked again. You didn't say anything, you couldn't move your mouth that was left slightly agape. "(Y/n)! Are you okay?" Your mom crouched down next to you and looked at your knees. Panic was written across her face and she picked you up, the boy standing up too. "Thank you for seeing if she was alright." Your mom said to the boy. He smiled sheepishly. "No problem." As your mom carried you back to the bench, you couldn't keep your eyes off of him. He saw you staring at him and waved. You waved back shyly and looked away. When your mom cleaned your wound with her mini first aid kit, she gave you your sandwich and you started eating slowly. You looked around for that boy and found him jogging around the perimeter of the park. You sat on your legs and watched him, a peice of sandwich hanging from your mouth. "Get off of your knees!" Your mom nagged. You quickly sat down, eyes still on him. When you finished eating, you went back to play on the playground. You climbed up the stairs and stood at the top, peaking over the railing, still looking at him. When you saw him look at you, you gasped and quickly ducked down. After a minute, you slid down the slide and walked back to the stairs. When you looked for him again, you couldn't find him. Suddenly, you saw a shadow next to you. You looked over and saw him. "Hello." He said. Your eyes widened. "Hi." You said shyly. "Are you having fun playing?" He asked. You nodded. "Are you having fun looking at me?" He asked, smiling. You blushed and started playing with your fingers. He chuckled and patted your head. "My name is Jeonghan. What's your name?" "(Y/n)." You mumbled, still avoiding eye contact. He suddenly ruffled your hair. "Cute." "You look like a prince." You said suddenly. Jeonghan started laughing. "I do? Than if I am a prince, you are my princess." He said, dramatically bowing to you. You started giggling. "Can you push me on the swing?" You asked. "Sure, come on. You're not going to jump off again, are you?" You shook your head. He picked you up and placed you on the swing. He got behind you and started to push you. You started to laugh. "Higher!" You yelled. "Just a little bit!" After a while of swinging, you got off and asked Jeonghan to play tag with you. You tagged his first and he started chasing you. "I can't get you, you're too fast!" He yelled. "Slow poke!" You yelled. When he finally tagged you, you started chasing him. Of course, he slowed down so you could get him, but your little self didn't know that. You collapsed on the ground when you got tired and Jeonghan sat next to you. You saw your mom walking over to you. "(Y/n), it's time to go, your dad will be home soon." She said. "Aw, but I want to keep playing with Jeonghan!" You yelled. Your mom smiled. "Oh yeah, I saw you playing with my daughter." She said to him. "Sorry, I didn't ask-" No, no. You played really well with her. And she seems to like you." She looked back at you then to Jeonghan. "You know, we need a babysitter for her, do you think you could watch her sometime?" Your mom asked him. You gasped excitedly. Jeonghan smiled. "Sure, I can do that." "Alright, but can you come over for dinner tonight so we can get to know you better?" "Absolutely." At dinner, you and Jeonghan talked about things that happen at school, your friends, and you showed him your dolls. "You can be Mrs.Bearington." You said, handing him the pink bear. "I am Mrs.Butterbean. They're having a tea party." You said. Jeonghan chuckled at your child imagination but went along with it. "Mrs.Bearington, would you like more sugar in your tea?" You asked. "Yes, thank you Mrs.Butterbean. Mm, this tea is delicious." You didn't notice your parents standing in the doorway, watching. "I think we finally found a good babysitter." Your mom whispered. "Me too." Your dad whispered back. You both played with your dolls, you dressed him up, and you finally found your real life prince.