euphoria (miles edgeworth x reader)

seventeen

"You did....what?!" Mia looked at me.

I sniffled. "P-please d-d-dont get m-mad.."

"I'm not mad. I understand that you were drunk, but...Aya...you cheated on Miles."

"She did what?!"

Oh god. Is that Miles?

I turned around and there was my silver haired boy.

"M-Miles! P-please! I-i can e-explain!" I stammered.

"Please do." He crossed his arms.

"When I...cheated on you...I was very drunk. I didn't mean to end up kissing Phoenix! We were both drunk and it wasn't safe to drive home and I was too stupid to call you before things got worse...I remember what I thought, though...I tried to snap myself back into reality...but...I couldn't.." I sniffled, looking down.

He sighed. "Fine."

"Fine?" I looked up.

"I'll have quite the strong hatred for Phoenix but...I could never hold a grudge against you, Aya." He walked over to me and kissed my head. "Just refrain from getting drunk again, okay?"

That was....easy...Miles...are you even Miles?

I nodded.

"You should clear things up with Phoenix. It'll be embarrassing but it's better to know what's up." Mia said.

I nodded and kissed Miles on the lips.

It was only for a bit, but it felt nice. Nicer than Phoenix's sloppy kisses.

After we parted, I left to go seek Phoenix.

I found him and he looked miserable.

I sat next to him. "Hangover?"

"Hell yeah." He sleepily replied.

"Aya..I wanna know something.." he looked at me.

"Yeah?"

"About yesterday...did we really....yknow...?"

I gulped and slightly nodded. "We were drunk."

"Aya.....what the hell are we?"

I sighed. "I don't know, Phoenix. I love Miles but....I miss the old us."

"I don't want you to hurt Miles." Phoenix said.

He held my hands. "Stay happy with him, okay?"

I nodded. "Uhm, hey Phoenix, this is a weird question but...when's next month?"

"Tomorrow. Why?"

Oh my god.

"Oh my god!"

Miles is leaving tomorrow!

"Miles is leaving tomorrow!"

I jerked up and bowed. "Thank you, Phoenix!"

I then ran back to where Miles was.

I ran to him, jumped on his back and cried.

"Hey, ma future femme, what's wrong?" He held my hands.

"Y-y-youre l-l-l-leaving t-tomorrow!" I choked out.

"Ma future femme..." He sighed.

"W-where a-a-are yo-you going, M-Milesy?" I cried.

He turned me around so I was facing his face. He let his forehead rest on mine.

He traveled to the couch and sat down.