Disclaimer: I don't own Suits or any of the characters. If I did, I would be too busy doing other stuff to write any fics. ^_~
Warning: This is slash (Harvey x Mike). Don't like, don't read.
As soon as I saw the promo, I knew the guys would be totally slashable. And I had this entire storyline figured out in my mind the weekend after the pilot aired. I'm so bummed I didn't post anything until way after the season ended. Just too lazy and too much of a procrastinator. But that just goes to show how much I love the show and these guys. They actually motivated me to finish writing my first fic! Here goes =)
Chapter 1
"Gentlemen, we have a deal."
It is Friday evening and Mike just finished negotiating a deal for a new client he brought in with Harvey only supervising. Mike's come a long way since Harvey hired him a year ago.
Mike is beaming at Harvey and Harvey feels incredibly proud of Mike and of himself for hiring him.
Harvey's gaze lingers on Mike as he watches him shake hands with each party and thinks that Mike looks so adorable. Harvey immediately catches himself and wonders why he's been having these thoughts. It has been happening quite a bit in the past few months.
The client takes them out for celebratory drinks. Everyone has a good time and Mike was so excited, he kept accepting drinks that the client would push in his hands. After a couple hours, Harvey notices that Mike pretty far gone and subtly suggests to the client that it's time to head home.
After sending off the client, Harvey puts Mike into the next cab and Mike promptly keels over. The cabbie tells Harvey that he's not taking "the drunk kid" alone so Harvey gets in. Harvey's place is closer so he gives the driver his address first.
As they sat in the back, Mike slumps onto Harvey and snuggles his face into Harvey's shoulder and smiles, murmuring that Harvey smells nice. Harvey catches himself smiling at Mike again and turns to look out the window.
When they arrive at Harvey's, he hands over some extra cash and gives Mike's address to the driver who shoots him a look that says he's not taking "the drunk kid" alone. Harvey was in no mood to sit in the cab for another 40 minutes to take Mike home and come back, so he figures Mike can sleep on the sofa. Harvey puts an arm around Mike and takes him up to his condo.
When they stumble through the door, Harvey drops Mike on the sofa and goes to change. He then takes off Mike's jacket, tie and shirt, but hesitates with Mike's pants before shaking his head and telling himself that it's nothing. As Harvey unbuckles the pants, Mike has a moment of lucidity and asks what Harvey's doing and if he's dreaming. Harvey says yes and Mike passes out again.
Harvey puts a pillow under Mike's head and drapes a blanket over him then goes to his room. Harvey pauses in the doorway and looks back at Mike and smiles again. For some reason, he liked the feeling of having Mike at his place.
As Harvey turns in for the night, Mike wakes up still drunk and thinks he must still be dreaming since he seems to be in Harvey's condo. He feels uncomfortable and sticky on the leather sofa.
Mike wanders into Harvey's room and sees the nice big bed and all that space just calling to him. He doesn't even notice the lump under the covers, just pulls them back on one side and slides in between the nice cool sheets.
Harvey sits up when he feels the bed dip asks, "Mike? What are you doing?"
Mike replies, "I feel sticky on the couch and don't worry, it's only a dream," giving Harvey an impish grin.
Harvey furrows his brows then smiles and thinks what's the harm? Besides, it would be fun to see Mike's reaction when he's awake and lucid the next morning.
"Sure Mike, it's just a dream," Harvey agrees.
Then Mike brazenly declares, "And since it is just a dream, I've wanted to do this for a while now." He leans over and kisses Harvey.
Harvey is frozen for exactly two seconds, then grabs Mike's head and kisses him back. When they break apart, Mike's head falls back and he has a dreamy smile on his face.
Mike flops down on the bed and sighs, "That kiss was awesome. I wonder if it would be that great in real life."
Harvey is shocked and his boxer briefs felt uncomfortably tight. But he agreed that the kiss felt really nice, pretty much the best kiss he'd ever had with a drunk person, at least that he could remember. Harvey looks down at his pitched tent and looks at Mike, who was already far gone, and sighs, gets out of bed and heads for the bathroom. Maybe after a cold shower he'll feel ok, but he grins thinking he's really going to enjoy whatever the morning brings.
A/N: What do you think? Kindly review. And if you liked it, you'll be happy to know that the whole fic is done...all 30 chapters! Turned out way longer than I had thought it would. All I need to do now is some final editing, so they should be coming out really quick. Please check back often. =)