ace attorney stuff idk (wrightworth and klapollo)

help

hi ong ! i wrote this in one setting but i'm such a sucker for dad phoenix
i also recently watched an apollo justice play through and um
APOLLO APOLLO APOLLO APOLLO

word count ;; 688
warnings ;; mentions of self harm

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"m-mr wright..? i think i need a little help.."
you could practically hear the embarrassment in apollo's voice, and the subtle hint of previous tears straining at his voice. it sounded rather, weak.. squeaky even.

"did you lose your voice again, polly?" trucy chuckled from outside the door. it seemed phoenix was sorta busy at the moment. he could wait. it wasn't that important. "no! is mr wright busy?" he asked, curling up in the corner of the bathroom. "i don't think so! i can go get daddy if you want!"

"n-no it's okay! i'm fine! i'm completely fine!" now, the panic was evident in his voice as he grabbed some paper towels. "you're worrying me polly." trucy frowned, her hand closed around the doorknob. "i'm coming in!" she pulled open the door, it seems like apollo had forgotten to lock the door. or had unlocked it for phoenix. "NO TRUCY IM FINE-!"

trucy gasped when she saw the scene. the first thing she saw was just.. blood. "polly! what happened to you??" she felt tears brimming in her eyes. there was... lots of blood. "did someone hurt you?? i'll get daddy!- DADDY!!" and with that she went running off, leaving apollo to stare down at the old cuts that littered his arms, some that he may or may not have recut

"what's going on apollo? trucy said it was urg-" phoenix stopped what he was saying, taking in the scene of the young boy curled up in the corner, blood staining the floor. the moment he gathered his thoughts he dropped to his knees beside him. "hey, hey.. apollo what happened?" he couldn't stop himself from wrapping his arms around him. he squeezes him slightly, kissing his cheek. like a father would comfort his child. "what happened to you apollo?"

apollo just whimpered, he was completely numb as phoenix gently lifted his arm up to inspect it. apollo could feel the wide eyed stare. he yelped, as phoenix ran his thumb along the scars and the freshly cut open ones. "..do you cut yourself, apollo?" it was whispered quietly, asking as formality even though he knew the answer.
"n-not usually. i just.. i feel so.. gross. with everything i've been feeling.. about klavier- i feel so fuzzy when i look at him- it makes me feel so gross.. how much i- i love him.."

apollo sobbed out into his chest, gripping onto phoenix's shirt. he couldn't hold it in anymore, and god.. phoenix was so nice. phoenix shushes him softly.

"do you think i'm disgusting?"
"n-no! why would i-"
"i like edgeworth. do you think that's disgusting."
"...no- but i'm different!"
"why? how are you any different than me and miles, hm?"
"..i'm sorry- i'm sorry!" apollo gazed up at phoenix with teary eyes. only now realising about the first aid kit in his hands. "i gave to stitch a few of these pollo, is that okay?"

apollo nodded, extending his arms out. it hurt, but he could deal with it. after phoenix finished stitching, he wrapped his arm in bandages. "you're missing court tomorrow apollo. i'll take over for you. there's no way i'm letting you defend anyone when you're in this state." apollo nodded, he yawned quietly, pausing before scooting onto phoenix's lap

"..thank you so much dad.." he mumbled into his chest. although he knows he should move to his room, at least to the couch, however he was so comfy. especially in phoenix's chest. he couldn't help falling into comfortable sleep, seemingly the first he'd had in ages.

phoenix didn't mind. it even filled him with happiness to be called 'dad' by apollo. he's so happy apollo sees him that way, even if he didn't mean to.

trucy came in only moments later "daddy! is polly okay??" she was clearly really worried about him, although relaxing slightly once she saw apollo's peaceful expression. "be quiet truce. he hasn't slept in ages."
"yes daddy. how bout we have a sleepover in your room!" trucy grinned, and phoenix nodded, grinning.

"i don't see why not. i'll carry apollo, hes out cold."