Healing Attempts [Phoenix Wright, Phoenix/Edgeworth, G]

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Title: Healing Attempts
Author/Artist: sagemuraken
Rating: G
Warnings: n/a
Prompt: Phoenix Wright, Phoenix/Edgeworth - h/c, hurt or sick Edgeworth: "He doesn't like being fussed over. What a shame."
Word count: 410



"Aaaahhh---CHOO!!!"

Miles Edgeworth sniffled and pulled the covers up to his chin, looking forlorn.

Phoenix Wright hovered over him. "Do you want some water? Some soup? Hot water bottle?"

"Stop fussing over me, Wright," Edgeworth grumbled then sneezed again.

Phoenix pouted slightly. "I'm only trying to help you."

Edgeworth's sigh was exasperated. He couldn't stand being so incapacitated. "Just leave me alone." He curled up on his side under the covers, pulling them almost all the way over his head.

Phoenix reluctantly departed, half closing the door behind him. He sat down for a few minutes, listening out for any sounds from Edgeworth but all was quiet. He stood up again and decided to make some soup after all.

He stirred it a few times before he heard a fit of coughing coming from the other room. He hurried back to Edgeworth.

"Are you all right?" He asked anxiously.

Edgeworth was still coughing and trying to sit up so he didn't answer. Phoenix thumped him a few times on the back before it cleared and Edgeworth winced and settled back against the pillows again. He looked over to Phoenix with narrowed eyes.

"Is something burning?"

"What?" Phoenix looked confused then dashed back to the kitchen. "Oh!" He grabbed the saucepan and quickly transferred it off the heat. He sniffed at it. "Ugh..." So much for the soup.

He dragged his feet, shuffling back to the bedroom. "Sorry, the soup got spoiled."

"I didn't ask for soup."

"Oh. Yeah, you didn't, did you...," Phoenix sighed and rubbed his forehead tiredly as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Are you really so worried about my health that you've lost your mind?" Edgeworth said with some of his old verve back.

"... I haven't lost my mind, but yes I am worried about your health."

"I just need some rest."

"I suppose so," Phoenix still felt he should be doing something more for him. He glanced at Edgeworth then leaned over and gave his forehead a kiss.

"What was that for?"

Phoenix's cheeks turned pink. "I thought it might make you feel better."

Edgeworth looked about to say something but then just shook his head. "I'm resting," he said conclusively and rolled over again but something else in his voice did sound very slightly more upbeat than before.

Phoenix gave a soft smile toward him and just quietly left the room and closed the door to let Edgeworth recover and sleep.