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A rupture pierced the water surface; the dark reflective water now rippling as his body sank underneath, being dragged down to the lake's vast bottom. "Wright..." Deeper he sank, closer to the bottom. For every moment that passed, everything grew darker. Heavier. Colder. So, so cold. Consciousness holding onto a withering string. "Wright!" A muffled voice hardly audible as the lake's water guided him below. "Wright!!"
In a heavy sweat, Phoenix woke up, snapping up into a sitting position on the bed. His heavy breathing was rushed and shallow as he attempted to regain his composure. Deep breath. Phoenix inhaled deeply, his knuckles white as the sheets he gripped tightly between his fingertips finally let loose, blood flowing back into his fingertips. "Something the matter...?" Miles grumbled as he rolled over to view his troubled lover. The silver-haired man kept his eyes a squint as he was hardly awake himself. "Nah, just the same dream again." Phoenix leaned over to kiss his sleepy lover's forehead. "...Again? Isn't time to seek professional guidance?" Unamused, the defense attorney responded to Miles’ comment, "It's just a dream, Miles." This response didn't seem to satisfy the prosecutor. "This is the third time this week alone you have woken up abruptly in a cold sweat. You need help."
“Respectfully, Miles, you are the last person that should advise someone to seek professional help."
"Just what are you implying...?"
Phoenix smirked down at his lover. "Between the both of us, it isn't me who has the daddy issues." This comment seemed to be met with a hard glare. "Sorry, Sorry. Love you." Phoenix apologized, leaving another forehead kiss on Mile's head. "You are insufferable sometimes.” Miles mumbled as he rolled back over.