The words echoed in his head, and everything else disappeared around him. The room went dark, sound disappeared, and time stopped. All that existed when the man standing in front of him, and the words "I'm not leaving" over and over and over again.

After everything they'd been through, everything that had been thrown at them... After the train wreck that was the past forty eight hours, knowing that Mike was considering another job... and then knowing that he was leaving. He almost didn't understand the phrase, though it continued on repeat, burning in his ears. After everything it just didn't make sense to him. He didn't want to feel. He didn't want to accept this new idea. He didn't want it to be thrown back in his face like everything else seemed too lately.

But Mike was still standing there, waiting for a response. Or maybe he was lost in the same moment that Harvey was. Whatever the reason was, it forced Harvey back to the world, and for some reason, that spiral back to Earth made him do something that he wouldn't have seen happening if he were the writer for his own life. It was with one fluid motion that he stepped forward and pulled Mike to him, tipping his mouth towards his and kissing him, letting the feeling melt away the stress they'd been suffering for too long now.

A strange noise escaped from Mike, and Harvey was instantly aware of what was happening. Shocked at himself, and not quite understanding how he'd gotten where he was – in any context – he stepped back, a whole new kind of panic taking grip of him. And with that, he fled the office, not taking a second to grab his coat or briefcase, not looking back.

Mike was frozen on the spot. He stood there staring at where his boss had stood only seconds ago. It had happened so fast he wasn't sure it had actually happened – and yet it was the realest thing he'd experienced in a long time.

"Mike?" Donna called from the doorway, voice shaky and unsure. She'd seen. Of course she'd seen. She's Donna.

"Did that just happen?" He asked, not turning around, not moving his eyes from the spot – as if he could stare him back into existence.

"Mike..." Donna said softly, stepping towards him, her own nerves wracking through her.

"Donna?" His voice was so small, so lost. "Did that just happen?" Donna reached out and pulled herself towards him, wrapping her arms around him as he shook. He couldn't deal with it. After everything that had happened in the past few days alone, he was exhausted; emotionally, physically, hell if there were other ways to be exhausted he'd be those too. "Donna, did that happen?" He broke, dropping to the floor, and she sunk with him, holding him closer, petting his hair soothingly while he cried. "Did that happen? Donna?"

SUITS

The front door unlocked, and Rachel got up to greet her boyfriend, a smile tugging its way to her lips in anticipation. She was shocked to see though, the amazing Donna. Confused, but not in the slightest bit disappointed at the visit, she bounced quicker towards the door. She stopped dead when she saw what she was walking into.

Donna had her arm around Mike, pulling him through the door. Mike's expression was far off; the word detached couldn't even begin to describe the look she saw there. There was no trace of her boyfriend.

"Help me get him to bed." Donna said quickly, quietly. "It's been a big day."

Donna had tried calling Harvey multiple times on her way to get Mike home. He hadn't answered. She'd left messages, she'd texted him – nothing. She knew what she saw; she just had no idea what she saw. And she was worried.

"What happened?" Rachel asked, voice high with anxiety.

"I'm not sure," Donna replied, and it wasn't a lie exactly...

"Mike?" Rachel's voice was quiet as she took her boyfriend's face between her hands, trying to direct his eyes to look into hers. "Mike, sweetie, what happened?" Her eyes searched his, but found nothing, and after a moment he pushed away and laid down on the bed, facing away from the two nervous women.

A moment passed before Donna spoke up. "I'll leave him to you... or do you need anything? He's probably just over tired. It's been hectic." Donna didn't ramble. Donna kept her cool. But no, Donna was in fact rambling, and Donna had in fact lost her cool. She could hardly even find the inner monologue that would scold her.

"No, I... I think we'll be ok." Rachel nodded, trying to convince herself as she watched a once strong man curling in on himself.

Donna nodded and mouthed the word "ok", before heading to the door.

SUITS

It had been hours, Rachel was long since asleep, arm draped over Mike's waist. Mike though, had hardly blinked. What had happened today?

Well for starters, he'd prepared himself mentally to leave Harvey – completely betray him, pretty much say thanks but see ya to all the things Harvey had done for him – and leave his dream job. That was tolling enough. But then there was that horrible event that had lead to him almost being found out. Again. That had been quite distressing. And then there was that sudden epiphany. The one where he realized where he belonged, at that was at Harvey's side at Pearson Specter. And then there had been... that... other thing... That thing where Harvey had kissed him. And to be completely honest, he wasn't at all sure how he felt about that. But to make matters worse, Harvey had taken off and had been ignoring him ever since. Was he mad at him for trying to leave? Did he not want him back? These thoughts were flooding Mike's mind, keeping him from the sleep he most desperately wanted.

It was nearing three am, and he had just about given up on the sweet escape. Slowly, he pulled himself out from under Rachel's arm, and slunk into the living room, curling up on the couch. Quietly he dialed a number he'd memorized years ago.

The phone rang twice before it clicked to life, but no one greeted him.

"Harvey?" Normally he would have hated how small and fragile his voice sounded, knowing his boss would look down on him and tease him endlessly, but in that moment, he hardly noticed. "Say something?" No answer. He knew someone was on the other end though, he could hear something muffled in the background. "Harvey, I'm sorry." He tried again, and still received no answer. "I should never have even considered the other job. It was dumb. I knew that then, I just... Harvey, please." The silence on the other end was killing him. "Say something!" He stage whispered, holding his breath to somehow keep himself from crying into the phone.

Finally a tired voice came onto the phone. "Go to sleep, Mike." The voice said smoothly.

For some reason, the sheer and utter calmness of Harvey's voice hurt him. Maybe he was the only one upset, maybe Harvey didn't care at all. He had every reason to not care anymore.

But the line never disconnected. Harvey stayed on the phone, silent. And Mike said just as much. He didn't know how long he sat there, clutching the voiceless phone to his ear before he fell asleep.

A/N: Well I was half asleep when I wrote this, so I might wake up in the morning and instantly delete it... lol... But I don't know, review please? If y'all like it I'll definitely add more chapters.(: xo