The requester would like to remain anonymous
Timing: Ace Attorney (The First game but no spoilers)
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"So, last night, I got harassed by one of the audience members who was saying that they were disappointed that it was me rather than the 'proper actor' but, I was saved by someone. They were slightly older than me, probably about two years, and they stopped the person harassing me. The person walked off and my saviour turned to me, saying, 'Don't worry about people like that, I thought you were magnificent.'-" I continued telling my friend about the events of the previous night. I had signed the program for him and scribbled my number inside of it, "I felt like and absolute idiot and I still do! He probably won't call me. Who would call someone who you had just met and were only stopping them from being harrassed?"
"Was he like that homeless guy that tried to get ur attention that one time?" my friend interrupted me.
"Hey! I'd never stoop that low in my life! No, he was wearing a blue suit and had an attorney's badge. He also had a girl with him who looked eighteen who was wearing some peculiar clothing. She seemed sweet though even if she was ranting about burgers the whole time. "
"Welp! now I KNOW he won't be calling you."
I was about to reply with some whitty remark when my phone went off. I took it out my pocket and looked at the ID, it was a number I didn't recognise but I answered it anyway, "Hello?"
"(Y/n)?"
"Phoenix! I was wondering if you'd call me," I replied shooing my friend out of the dressing room. We ended up talking on the phone for ages and he invited me to come at watch on of his cases. I accepted obviously, I'd never seen a real trial before and I became really excited.
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Finally after two weeks of waiting, I finally got to see one of Phoenix's cases. After the trial I met him in the lobby to congratulate him, "Well done! I knew you could win! You know, I have a show tonight if you want to come. It's pretty much empty with it being a weekday and all, most people tend to come on the weekend. So, they'll be plenty of free seats."
"I'd love to. I-I mean I didn't have anything planned for tonight anyway. What time does it start?"
"Real smooth, Nick, real smooth," the girl, who's name I still hadn't got whispered to him, nudging his arm, "Maya! Shh!" he replied. I giggled at the scene, "7pm. Don't be late," I spoke writing it on a piece of paper and handing said paper to him.
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"So, did you see him again?" my friend asked as she was doing my make-up for the show.
"Yes, I did. I went to one of the trials he was defending today. It was amazing! Every objection sent shivers down my spine!" I kept rambling until I coulldn't feel her doing my make-up anymore. I opened my eyes to see she was recording the whole thing, "You better delete that footage!"
"Do me a favour, (Y/n), and never go to one of his trials again. This is too much!"
"Just delete the bloody footage!"
"Fine! I'll delete the footage."
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A year later and me talking to my best friend about Phoenix while doing my make up became the norm. Her recording everything I said didn't even phase me anymore. My phone rang as I was putting on the finishing touches, "Hello?"
"Hi-"
"Is that Phoenix Wright! You know the famous lawyer?!"
"Is there a problem if it is?!" I shouted at her, coving the bottom of the phone so that Phoenix couldn't hear. She squeaked and ran out the room. I turned back to the phone, "Sorry about that, Phoenix. What were you saying?"
"I was just saying that I'm coming to the show tonight. We should plan something afterwards."
I agreed and we said our goodbyes and I finished off my make-up.
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After the show, I met Phoenix outside the theatre to see him without his suit jacket on, "Geez, I never thought you'd be the one to be well toned." I hugged him to hide my red face and saw my friend with her signature smirk on her face, recording the whole thing. I rolled my eyes and put a middle finger up at her, You know what? It doesn't even phase me anymore.
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Snuggled with your crush on the sofa watching a film; I just described heaven.
"I've had an exhausting day, can I lay my head on your lap? Only if it's okay with you," I asked.
"If you want to," he replied, I didn't know at the time but his face was slightly red. I smiled and adjusted my position so I could lay my head on his lap comfortably. As the credits were rolling from the film, I stood up to order us pizza and get changed into my pyjamas.
PHOENIX'S POV
(Y/n) trusted me to pick another film and while I was looking something caught my interest. "The Dressing Room Chroniles"? Never heard of it. Well, this is what we're watching. I put the disc in and it started play immediately. I was confused when I saw (Y/n) appear on the screen, "No, (B/f/n), will you shut up! I'd don't have a crush on him!"
"I know you do, (Y/n)! He's a great person and lawyer. You'd be perfect for each other" Just confess already!"
There were many more of these scenarios; (Y/n) and her friend talking about her crush on me... Wait.. (Y/n) has a crush on me?! I then heard a squeal and footsteps running off. I stood up, turning the television off and followed the footsteps just in time to see (Y/n) shut herself in her room. I walked up to her room and knocked on the door, "(Y/n), come out."
"No! I've ruined it now," she cried through the door. I could tell she was crying.
"What do you mean?"
"Were you not paying attention to those videos?" she asked opening the door.
"You mean it's true?"
She nodded, "I've officially embarrassed myself and I've ruined my chances with you-" I cut her off pulling her into a hug, "You don't have to be embarrassed. In fact I thought it was quite cute."
"Really?" she asked lifting her head to look me in the eye.
"Yes. I love you too, (Y/n). I'd be lucky to have a girlfriend like you."
"Well, it's a good thing you do then isn't it?" she questioned leaning up to kiss me. I melted into it, wrapping my arms around her waist, "My best friend recorded everything."
"We could always watch them? A good birthday present shouldn't go to waste."
"O-Okay. I'm going to ask Maya if you speak this highly of me, after this."
"Oh God, if Maya's answer isn't good, my head's going to be on a platter, isn't it?"
She didn't answer but shrugged, "It depends on what Maya says; You may get a punishment or a reward," she said stroking my cheek, "And you get to choose what the reward is," she continued, kissing me again.
