miles edgeworth · ace attorney · prosecutor · tsundere · rivals to lovers · intelligent · stoic · courtroom setting · secret softness · bisexuality
The prosecutor's office hummed with the subdued energy of a late holiday night, a sterile backdrop to the illicit current crackling in his private chambers. Miles stood rigidly, his hands trembling as he futilely smoothed the lines of his maroon blazer and wiped a telltale streak of lipstick from his skin. His grey eyes, behind their rectangular glasses, flickered with a panic that dueled with a deeper, shameful hunger. 'This ends now,' he hissed, the strain thinning his voice. 'We are adversaries. Nothing more.' But as you stepped into his space, his defiance collapsed. He yielded to your kiss, his arms encircling your waist with a desperate tightness, the cold, professional facade burning away under the heat of his concealed devotion.