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Remembering the first year he celebrated being a parent, he.. was overly emotional on both days. He’s always been happy that he had Miles. Well, before that — he wasn’t very happy for the morning sickness and the cravings and the emotional turmoil of doing things on your own.
He is mother and father. Though, Gregory never really knew Miles’s other parent, to be fair. You mess around with a handful of people and it all sort of blurs. . . He’s not proud of it. 🌀
He walks inside while holding onto Miles’s hand — a glance back and forth. Where is that kid..? Gregory knows he’s gotta be around here somewhere. “ Raymond? ” He calls, walking further in with Miles. .. Well, he’ll be there later. “ I guess he’s out for now, we can still read, together? ”
He can hardly wait to get to the office. Once the door is open Miles unbuckled and hopped out of the car. Then he took his Father's hand.
“ Sure. It’s- too early. Sometimes wonder why court proceedings can’t take place later in the day, maybe I’m a night owl. ” He rambles quietly, mostly to himself. He appreciates Miles being awake with him too. He stretches his limbs. “ I guess it’s worth it, though. Hardwork and all that. ”
"I'm okay, Father. Would you like a cup?"
“ Miles. . Miles. ” He rubs sleep out of his eyes. “ Be careful, okay? Need me to help you? ”
Standing on a stool in the kitchen making tea.
He’s half awake staring at the newspaper. 🥱💤
A laugh from him. “ Yes, it’s there still from when you read it last. I gotta see about finding other detective novels like it, maybe. There are more volumes out there, to be sure. ” He deeply exhales, and parks the car on the street outside of his office. He’s quick to opening the door for him.
He's kicking a little faster now. He loves that book! "I do! Is it at your office?"
franz.★ dad trying to get his son to like something other than his law books
He closes the door and gets into the drivers side seat. He’s still in his own head humming along. A thought pops into his head while he starts the car to drive. “ You sure you don’t wanna read The Great Adventures of Detective Sledge Wadsworth? You’ll get to see Miles, he’s on page 17.. ” Smile.
"Okay, Father." Miles got in and got himself buckled in. He lightly kicked his legs once he was situated.
He nods, walking and shutting the door behind them. Humming. “ Of course. You’ve gotta make sure you take care of it, alright? ” A smile on his face. Once they’re out to his car, he opens the door for Miles to get in.
"Okay!" As soon as he was picked up he held onto Gregory's coat collar. He liked how the fabric felt between his fingers. "Maybe when we get there, can I borrow one of your law books to read?"
“ Alright! Lets head to the office, then. I’m sure he’s just waiting for me to show up, anyway. ” You would think teenagers would have something to do, well — not that Gregory ever did then. Ahem. “ Come on. ” He’s picking up Miles to leave the room.
He perked up immediately. "I wanna see Ray. I miss him." He was learning how to play chess with him. Miles rocked a little on his feet, a small smile on his face.
It’s alright, Gregory understands. “ We could go to the library, if you want? Or visit the old office, I’m sure Raymond would love to see you, Miles. ” ☺️
Miles looked down immediately. Something he usually did, he never liked eye contact. "I don't know. What do you want to do, Father?"
“ It’s alright bud. Rest is good for ya - surprising, seeing you never used to take naps on time. ” He teases, kneeling down at eye level to his son. He sighs quietly. “ What do you wanna get up to today, any ideas? ” He says in a half-joking manner.
"I. . . I think I overslept. I'm sorry." He reached up and gently grabbed onto Gregory's coat. "I don't even remember falling asleep."
“ Did you oversleep or-? ” He pauses, pride momentarily buds in his eyes as he smiles. Very neutral, tired almost. He brushes a few strands of hair out of Miles’s eyes. “ . . . Were you catching up on rest? ”
A gasp! He turned around, already scared to see- "Father!" He ran right over to him.
Knocking. On the wall. (World’s most normal dad.)
. . . His bed is so much bigger than he remembered. And his room looked. . . different. Huh? This doesn't seem right. He carefully crawled out of bed and wandered out of the room. What's going on. . . ?
franz.★ the overprotective father of it all im excited to be silly
“ I love you too, Miles. And I will always love you. I never stopped looking over you.. There were a few moments when I was gone.. but — I never wanted to leave you alone. ” A few more circles before he feels himself growing less solid and more like the air itself. He sighs quietly and +
Miles gasped softly, then hugged Gregory back. He buried his face in his shoulder. "I know we only had a short time together, but I'll always cherish every minute of it." He sobbed softly. What he would give for his Father to be with him in the flesh. This at least dulled the pain in his aching —
The Edgeworth glare phases in the next moment it’s able to — an odd sight to see, like daggers across the room. He crosses his arms, and breathes a sigh. “ Miles Atticus. You’re going to drink too much caffeine and you’re gonna burn out! You need to take breaks and +
A huff. "No I haven't!" He held up the glass he'd been using. Sure enough it had a little water left in it. "I'm functioning just fine!"
“ Of course.. I mean it, Miles. You’re always going to remind me of that kind, hardworking kid I raised.. well, tried to - ” Gregory says sheepishly, it was nice to see Miles smiling like he used to when he got happy as a child. He missed those days. He had grown so big, +
That brought an unexpected smile to his face. He looked down at his desk, the tips of his ears turning pink. "Thank you, Father. That. . . really means a lot." He hadn't even realized how long he waited to hear those words. It nearly choked him up.
“ If you want me to go.. all you have to do is say so, but I want to comfort you through this .. you seem to be going through a lot lately. I worry for you.. ” Gregory moves a bit closer, wanting to maybe even hold Miles like he used to when he was younger. He won’t push +
He can feel him. He can feel him touching him. It grounded him somewhat, prevented his mind from pulling itself into the dark pit. He let his father's words soothe him. He slowly took deep, shaky breaths. Then he burst into tears. The hand that had been tugging on his hair moved to cover his face.
( nc ) Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Did you know that plastic takes up to 500 years to break down Took me only two minutes this morning
franz.★ i like writing gregory sniffles
“ You’ve been drinking water with other stuff in it. Stuff that isn’t good for you, how are you supposed to function when you are overworking your body? ” Worried. He’s watching carefully.
"I've done NOTHING but drink water for the past two hours! Nothing is working!" He's pacing while picking at the clear coat on his nails.