Ace Attorney X Reader One Shots Vol. 2

Side Job (Miles Edgeworth x Model! Reader)

Side Job (Miles Edgeworth x Model! Reader)

A/N: The reader and Edgeworth are already dating in this one. However, Edgeworth does not know that the reader works as a model.

Your Pov:

I stepped out of the studio, wiping the sweat from my face. I just finished up a very important photo shoot. I got to model for a well known underwear brand. I got in my car and headed home. Once there, I went inside and kicked off my shoes. I called for Miles, "Miles? Are you in the study?" His voice called back, "Yes, love." I walked down the hall to the study and opened the door. Miles sat at the desk, working on some paperwork.

I smiled, "Still working, huh?" He looked up at me, "Unfortunately. It's a big case." Suddenly, his computer dinged from a notification. He read the label out loud, "(Underwear Brand)'s sales shoot through the roof after pictures of famous models released." I bit my lip, hoping he wouldn't open the article. But, he did. And the first thing to appear on screen was a photo from the shoot of me in one of the underwear sets.

I stayed silent as he froze. He turned his gaze to me, "...What is this? A prank? As far as I know, you aren't a model." I sighed, "This isn't a prank. I am a model. I didn't want to tell you because all of my past boyfriends/girlfriends only wanted me for the money and fame." He stood and walked around to stand in front of me, "I love you for you. Model or not, famous or not, rich or not, I still love you. Nothing will change that."

I smiled, "This is why I love you. You don't judge." He sat back down, scrolling further into the article, "I only speak the truth to you d-!" He paused, his eyes trained on the screen. It was another photo from the shoot. This time, it featured me in the arms of a male model. The photo was in grayscale. I blushed from embarrassment. Miles turned to me, "Who is that? He's too close..."

I looked at him, "That's Zen. We're really good friends. He recently got into the modeling business after his acting career took off." Miles eyed the picture, "So you were never more than friends with him?" I giggled nervously, "Well...we dated a few years ago, but mutually broke up after our careers took separate paths."

(Did you get the reference?)

He slumped in his chair, "If he's going to be at your next shoot, I want to come." I rolled my eyes, "Are you jealous? Or do you just want to see me in my underwear?" He blushed, "I just want to see how modeling works." He mumbled, but I heard him, "And some of the second option." I turned towards the door, "I'll let you know. Now, I'm going to take a nap."

With that, I walked out of the room, giggling at Miles' red face.