Mike wasn't really sure when it started. One thing he was sure of was that Harvey knew. He wasn't quite sure how he knew but he knew. Maybe it was the first time Harvey had said it,

'Good Boy'

Maybe that was when Harvey knew. Mike didn't really start to care until Harvey started picking up on the women that walked into Mike's life. And Trevor. Who could ever forget Trevor? What he did. Why he did it. But Mike still couldn't blame him, he was there when he needed him. There were times when Trevor never came, times when he let Mike talk himself out of trouble. And there were so many times. That was how Mike met Harvey, trying to get himself as far away from trouble as possible but, in true Mike fashion, he just ended up throwing himself in the middle of it.

If Mike really thought hard about it then it was all down to Trevor. It was Trevor's idea and yes, Mike could have said no but not to Trevor and Trevor knew that, that's why he would use it against him. Mike could never say no.

That first time Mike saw Harvey he wasn't really paying close attention to him, he was too busy worrying about the drugs that he was carrying. But when the breifcase opened the only coherent words that he could form were

'Those aren't mine'

'I don't care who they belong to, just pick them up off the goddamn floor and sit down'

By the time Mike had finished Harvey was already sitting, waiting for Mike to sit.

'Now, let's start this again'

Now they were here. Mike pretending to have a law degree and Harvey being, well, Harvey. Which made Mike think about what Harvey was like before Mike fell into his life. Did Harvey use the puppy metaphor for someone else before Mike got here or was it only reserved for him?

'Mike.'

Mike looked up to see Harvey looking down on him, a smirk playing on his lips.

'Finished daydreaming Mike? Because Im paying you to do some work, not daydream about whoever is in your bed at the moment.'

'Why so mean? Did someone mess around with your music collection or did Louis decide to act even more Louis like?'

'See, that's funny because you're the only person that messes around with my records.'

This is what Mike liked about Harvey. The snarky comments, the sarcastic retorts. It made Mike warm inside to know that Harvey bothered with him, that Harvey was making the effort to actually talk to Mike. He appreciated that, he would hate it if they had the working relationship that Louis and Harold had. He never understood why Harvey made the effort, Mike should be the one bowing to Harvey's needs, but Mike did that, whenever Harvey called Mike would come running.

'Awww, you actually pay attention to what I do. That warms my heart. Who knew that Harvey Specter was a big softie at heart?' Mike placed a hand over his heart and laughed. Harvey smiled at him.

'Harvey Specter smiled! Alert the media!'

Harvey laughed and Mike smiled. He liked hearing him laugh, it made him happy to know that Harvey was laughing genuinely and not in a sarcastic comment way.

'Have you found the loophole yet?' Harvey looked over at the files in Mike's hands, 'That doesn't look like the Davidson case'

'It's not what it looks like.' Mike started rifling through the files, trying to look for the Davidson file.

'It looks like you're doing work for Louis again instead of doing what I told you to' Mike was still looking, where was that damn file?'and now you can't find the file that you were supposed to be looking over'

'I forget that this is how it works. You give an instruction and I obey.'

'Of course it does. Im the master and you're the puppy. If I tell you to roll over I expect you to do it and if you don't then discipline is needed'

'How long will this puppy metaphor go on for?'

'When you stop using the puppy dog eyes' Mike looked up at him, confusion written on his face, 'you're doing it now!'

'No Im not.'

'Whatever you say Mike. When you finish everything here then bring the file to my office, we have something to discuss' And with that Harvey was gone. Walking down towards his office, stopping in front of Donna and telling her something. They both looked towards Mike and Donna smiled, looking back towards Harvey and nodded.

Mike looked back at the files on his desk. He grabbed his pen and started reading, scribbling notes as he went, forgetting about Harvey's and Donna's exchange.