You and Miles have been in a weird situation-ship to say the least. You swore you hated each other's guts before, but the more time you spent fighting each other in court, the more the two of you had gotten closer and it felt unnatural. You were sure of your feelings for Miles. However for Miles.. it was another story, he was harboring all these unnecessary feelings and he didn't know how to act with them. He knew he felt something for you, but was it really... love? No, the concept was foreign to him, or so he tried to convince himself.

The two of you were currently in a lounge room together, quietly savoring some tea and each other's presence.

He briefly gazed over the brim of his teacup as he stared at you with an unreadable expression on his face. You noticed this and the moment you met his gaze he averted it quickly, pretending to be immersed in the book he was reading, silently praying that you didn't notice.