★Timelines: 2

★IDs

• Cis dude (he/him)
• Gay
• Monogamous

★Canonmates

• None found
• Looking for mostly Phoenix but everyone else too!

★General memories

• My father was very controlling, I didn’t have much of a personality outside of what he wanted me to be as I was growing up. Even when I was older, I was always worried about letting him down. He was also a very well known prosecutor.
• He was extremely homophobic. I got away for a long time with him just thinking I was a bachelor, married to my work. But I think it got leaked somehow that I was seeing a man, it might’ve been Phoenix actually. He shouted at me for a long time in his office and I didn’t say anything for the rest of the day, even when I went back to work.
• It took me a long time to come to terms with my affection for Phoenix. It was a combination of internalized homophobia and my stupid pride- I didn’t want to fall for “the enemy.”
• Once we got together though, oh man. He was so soft and sweet. I absolutely felt I didn’t deserve him. He would bring me coffee and tea throughout the day (I only drank coffee at work), drag me out of the office when I’d been working for too long, and always snuggled up against my chest when we home together. I didn’t like PDA though, especially at the courthouse, so that was something we had to learn to compromise on.
• I went naturally grey in my mid twenties. Before that I had light brown hair. I can’t remember if I had grey or brown/hazel eyes.
• I think I encountered Phoenix somehow before the trial with him and Maya, but I didn't know him in childhood. I remember having an image in my head of him just being a bumbling new lawyer, but seeing him get so emotionally invested in Maya’s case caught me off guard. I think that was one of the earliest things that warmed me to him.
• I think the first time we properly kissed was when I had brought some work home, and it was a particularly hard case. Phoenix was over trying to help lighten the mood. Eventually I got so fed up with it I stood up, grabbed him by the shoulder, and kissed him. He was dazed for a little while but it was just what I needed to get back to work. The next day he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and I blushed furiously.
• I also have a vivid memory of Phoenix leaning on my desk at the office with him arms crossed on it, asking questions about the paperwork I was doing, and I just got so peeved that I pushed him off the desk and he landed on his ass on the floor.
• I kept a bottle of vodka in my desk and would occasionally spike my coffee.
• I know I was planning to propose to Phoenix for quite awhile, I even took him to a really nice restaurant and bought the best red wine for us. I had the ring in my pocket, and I was going to subtly give it to him and ask for his hand, but all of a sudden he looked up from his wine glass and said “do you ever think about getting married?” And I had to just be like. Well yeah actually uhh I do-