Misunderstood Feelings.

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by Reeaii

by Reeaii

Quick warning- there may be some sensitive language in this (and spelling mitakes) so be prepared! Thanks!

*Edgeworth's POV*

Edgeworth's Office.

His damn laugh. The slight giggle I can't handle hearing. Memories flood through my mind when I hear his laugh. It brings back a sort of feeling I don't know how to cope with. His personality is, dare I say, different. He cares so much and yet still be read like an open book. He's so careless. I get annoyed by that laid-back personality he has. That's just a few of the traits of his I learned to love. Or maybe I loved them all along. I never really knew how to express my feelings. It is a rough subject for me, as I grew up in a house-hold of which feelings... shoudn't be involved.. when work is upon someone like myself. I become irritated so easily now. I don't have a reasonable explanation for it. Or.. maybe I do. I've always had control over what I think or felt. But ever since he showed up again.. I can't seem to handle how I think..That annoys me badly. I try to push what I feel down deep inside a part of me even I know little about. Yet the thoughts and feelings bubble up inside. I'm worried about how they will come out when I burst. Why do I feel like this? Phoenix, what have you done to me..?

I jumped up, startled. A knock was at my office door. I checked my watch. 11:48 P.M? Who could be knocking at my door now, and why? I was drinking a cup of tea before I heard the noise at my door. So I put it onto my desk and waked over to the door. I had taken off my coat. I was inside and would not need it untill I left. I opened the door.
"Wright?"
"Hiya Miles.."
"Wright, why are you here so late? And how did you know I was here?"
"Well to your first question, I need to talk with you. Something's been on my mind lately and I need to ease my thoughts. To your second question, Detective Gumshoe said you were still in the office."
Damn it Gumshoe! You just had to go and tell everyone.
"Sorry but could it wait? I was about to go home for the night." That was a lie.
"But I came all the way here!" Phoenix tried to speak in the most stable way possible, without sounding like a whining child. I could just tell. How could he try to fool such an old friend?
"Please..? It's important"
I sighed, "Fine. I suppose I could go home a bit later."
"Wait really?! Awe! Thanks Miles~!" He giggled.
That was the laugh. The one I don't think I can handle hearing..
"Y-yes just.. come in.."
Phoenix waltzed his way into my office and took a seat on the couch. He patted the spot next to him, signaling to come sit with him. I did. Closing the door, I walked over to the spot and sat with my legs crossed.
"Would you like anything? Tea? Water?"
"Oh no! That's alright, I don't need anything"
"Alright so, what did you come here to speak to me about?"
"Jeez.. Right to the point, huh?"
"Please just tell me what you came here for."
"Yeah, sure thing. Alright..." He paused, trying to figure out what he was planning to say next, "I saw you."
"Saw me? Please elaborate."
"At the pride festival! I saw you there!"
I was stunned. How could he had seen me? I had made sure I covered my face, so no one would recognize me.
"N-no. I assure you, you saw s-someone else."
"But that's the thing! I know it was you! I saw signal red on your bag."
Signal red.. The small keychain I brought with me everywhere I went. It held alot of meaning to me, so I made sure I kept it with me.
"Miles.. Could you just talk with me? Please don't run away now. How come you were at pride..?"

Phoenix's POV

I know it was him. I just know it! But how do I get him to talk with me..? I don't want to beg him... but if i have to I will.
I looked up at Miles. He was looking away from me. He looked uncomfortable. I never had seen him like this. Not even when we were younger. This is a first.
"I was at p-pride.." He studdered. He tried to keep his composure, but failed. Was I touching on a sensitive topic? I don't want to push him too far.
"Okay.. Phoenix..?"
P-phoenix..? He called me by my first name..? I always call him Miles and it is not awkward. Why is it now?
"Yeah, Miles?"
"You need to promise me this wont affect how you see me as a friend and a work rival."
Friend.. I hurt from hearing him say it like that.. Does he not see me more then a friend? Or am I over-analyzing..?
"I promise, Miles."
He sat there a moment, staring up at the ceiling in a trance like state. I had no idea what he was going to say.

Third Person POV

Miles didn't know how to express what he felt. Phoenix was ready to listen to what Miles had to say, and was ready to support him if needed.
"I THiNk I maY BE GaY!" Miles' voice cracked and he spoke fast. Not fast enough for Phoenix to mis-understand though. The prosecutor threw his head into his hands as soon as the words came out. Miles didn't want to see what Phoenix's face looked like. He could be judging him heavily or may have had a look of pity on his face. Instead of being disgusted, Phoenix stood up and kneeled in front of his old friend.
"Miles. Look at me." Phoenix spoke with a certain softness to his voice that overwhelmed Miles with a wave of unknown feelings. He looked up, almost crying, to see a different version of the man he had known for so long. A even sweeter person than before, with the look of sympathy in his eyes.
"Do you think I wouldn't accept you?"
"W-w-well.. yes and..uhm I... Honestly.. I can't figure out h-how to accept myself either.." That was Miles' breaking point. He couldn't hold it in anymore. He couldn't contain what he felt. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He felt them as they fell. He didn't stop it either. He couldn't even if he wanted too.
Phoenix got up and sat next to Miles. He wasn't the best at comforting people, but when it came to people he grew close to, he knew he had to at least try. Phoenix wrapped his arm around Miles' shoulders and brought his free hand to Miles' hand.
"Want to talk about it more?"
"Y-yes.." Miles sniffled, "I'd like that.."

After about 45 minutes both of the men had grown tired. Phoenix explained to Miles what he knew. Miles did the same.
"Hey Phoenix..?" The defence attorney liked the use of his first name. He felt very giddy when Miles used his name.
"What's up, Miles?"
"Why were you at pride? You couldn't have seen me without being there."
"Huh? I never told you? I'm bi! I support the community! I go almost every year. I'm honestly supprised more people didn't recognize me."
Miles was stunned about how open Phoenix was about his sexuality. How was he so careless as to something as important as that?! I suppose it's just another part of him I didn't know about, He thought. Miles was very tired and fell asleep right then and there.

Phoenix's POV

After a long talk Miles fell asleep. It made me so happy he was open about something like that with me. I quietly got up but felt something tug my sleeve. I looked back to see what was keeping me from moving. Miles.. I need to go.. I don't want to wake him.. He looks so peaceful. He's holding my sleeve. I smiled. I never seen him look so relieved in a while.
"please stay.." Miles sighed under his breath. Have it your way then. I sat back down and Miles released his grip on my sleeve. I am still wearing my suit. Miles rested his head on my shoulder. I was very uncomfortable, sitting and sleeping. I gently moved Miles so he could sleep laying down on the couch. Then I layed next to him.

That was the best sleep I had in a long time.

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(WHEW! The story's wordcount was 1454. I think that is pretty good for my first story thingy. I'm sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes. It's pretty late at night and I should be alseep. I am not the best with writing and I just did this for fun really. Just to release some steam! It's kinda like stress writing so it helps me. Thanks for reading!)