Winter Pains

Okay this prompt is for Emrys1411 who asked for a beaten up Mike by a client and Harvey to fix him up. Enjoy and I hope you like it! :)

"Mr. Specter, I've had about enough of this nonsense. Either make this settlement work or I'm firing you taking my business elsewhere. I've gotten nothing and if I don't get the money you promised, there will be hell raised."

"John-"

"It's Mr. Kent to you…you don't deserve the first name basis anymore."

Harvey sighed, closing his eyes. Mr. Kent was really giving him a hard time, because the people he was suing wouldn't back down. And his client expected a miracle…and lots of money. Yeah, he knew he was the best goddamn closer in New York, but this…this was impossible. Maybe Mike could find a way out of this…speaking of the freaky genius, where was the kid? He was probably steering clear of Mr. Kent, knowing that the older man had a temper.

"Fine, Mr. Kent-"

Suddenly the door opened and Mike stepped into the conference room, his head in a bunch of files. Probably, trying to get away from those dicks in the bullpen.

"Mike," Harvey smirked.

The kid looked up and as soon as he saw the red face Mr. Kent and an almost perplexed looking Harvey, his big blue eyes went wide.

"Um…you two seem busy, I'll come back later."

He was so close to getting out before Harvey strode over and grabbed Mike's elbow roughly, dragging him in.

"Ah! Do I really-"

"Shut. Up…I need your help."

Mike opened his mouth with a grin, but shut it when Harvey glared darkly at him.

"Mr. Kent, this is my associate, Mike Ro-"

"I don't give a damn who this twelve year old is! All I want is my fucking money!"

Mike gulped, shrinking back when the client- as old as he looked-boomed loudly, his voice vibrating the glass. And not to mention the huge muscles he had that looked a bit intimidating as well.

"U-Umm, Mr. Kent, why don't you calm down and take a deep breath."

"I don't have to listen to a little degenerate like you. I have a right to be angry!"

Mike glanced at Harvey who was telling him to not make the client any angrier than he was.

"You know what? You are absolutely right, but we are trying a hardest to get you the money you need. You just need to be patient."

"Are you telling me what to do? You, telling me to be patient?"

Without warning, Mr. Kent came charging at him and before Mike knew it, he was being picked up by the collar and slammed against the wall.

"Don't you ever talk down to me! I'm more successful and richer than you'll ever be!"

And before Mike could respond, Mr. Kent brought his fist straight into Mike's cheek. The younger man grunted as he tried to squirm out of John's grip. But to no avail, their client just kept punching him constantly

"John! John, stop it!" Harvey shouted in panic. His client was killing his associate…his little brother. In anger, he ran over and tried prying the older man's rough hands from Mike's clothes. But that only resulted in him getting punched in the nose with the John's elbow. He staggered back, holding his, now broken nose and staunching the blood.

Mike was becoming dazed. His face was hurting, his chest was hurting, everything was hurting. Why didn't he just keep his big mouth shut? Idiot, Mike, nice going.

"J-John," he rasped.

"You are not to call me John," Mr. Kent shouted, pulling Mike away from the wall and heading towards the glass walls.

Harvey's eyes widened, knowing what was coming next and feeling completely helpless.

"No!"

But it was too late; John angrily threw Mike against the walls, causing it to shatter in a ripple. Mike's body went through the glass like a ragdoll and falling in slow motion- well at least in Harvey's perspective- before his body hit the ground like a rock…unmoving.

Oh no. "Mike!"

He completely disregarded shouts from the group of security guards tackling Mr. Kent or Donna who was already by Mike's side or maybe even the assholes who decided to gawk at the situation in front of them. Harvey knelt down besides his associate and cupped the man's bruised, bleeding face. He pressed his finger to the kid's neck and exhaled slowly. He was still alive

"Mike…kid, come on wake up."

"God, his face is a mess," mumbled Donna, running her fingers through Mike's hair.

"Yeah," Harvey said sadly, praying that none of the glass imbedded into Mike's body.

Areas of Mike's face were already starting to turn black and blue; blood was running down from his busted lip and nose. Both eyes were black and spots of blood were appearing on Mike's crisp white shirt.

"Shit." Harvey steadily undid the buttons, not caring if it looked like something, and checked to see if the glass had done any damaged. To his relief, there were only shallow cuts against Mike's pale skin along with more bruises. The kid was gonna be sore as hell tomorrow.

"Come on, Mike." He slapped the man gently in order to not hurt the man any more than he was, but hard enough to wake him.

Finally, the kid groaned, his face scrunching in pain before his eyes squinted open and blinked around the room.

"H-Har-" Mike broke out into a chest rattling cough before trying to sit up.

"Hey, easy tiger, take it easy," Harvey said, pushing Mike back to the ground. "Don't strain yourself."

Mike groaned again as he shifted on the ground, but was immediately stopped by Donna.

"Don't move kid, you're on glass; just let us get you up…carefully."

Mike nodded and in a few minutes he was pulled onto wobbly legs and lead away from the scene. As they walked towards Harvey's office, the lawyer noticed Kyle and Greg were snickering and looking at their phones. Harvey glanced at Donna who nodded and let Mike lean on her more before Harvey let go. Donna kept walking and Harvey went over to the two douches with a snarl on his face. Before they could replay the video, Kyle's phone was snatched out of his hand, thrown on the floor and crushed by Harvey's foot. "You better not have sent that to anyone or I will have you out of here before you hear the word fired." Both men nodded frantically before Harvey glared at everyone else causing them to scurry.

Smirking to himself he looked over to Mr. Kent and sneered, walking up to him as the guards cuffed him tightly.

"You make me sick; if I see you even fifteen feet from this firm, I will rip you to shreds. And if you ever touch my associate again, you'll wish you'd never met me, because I'm gonna sue your ass to hell you son of a bitch. Get him out of my sight."

~+SUITS+~

Donna watched Harvey with a smile on her face while Harvey cleaned up some of Mike's wounds. The damages hadn't been too bad, according to the paramedic. He received some on site stitches, but Harvey insisted he do the rest. And now Mike would be sore…for a long time. But thankfully, Mike hadn't needed to go to hospital and now the three were in Harvey's office, the shades partially closed and the lights dimmed. Mike was resting on the couch while Harvey cleaned up the rest of his wounds and his own nose. He was gonna have to have an appointment soon to get it realigned, because appearance was everything. He couldn't afford to have a crooked nose. And as much as he knew Mike would definitely not like it, Harvey was gonna force him to stay at his place in order to keep an eye on the kid. Not like he cared or anything, he just didn't want call saying his associate was dead and having to deal with that mess.

When Harvey was sure there were no more open wounds, he shed his jacket and placed it over the slumbering man, tucking it underneath his chin.

"Aw, so touching. I never knew you had a caring side, Harvey," Donna smiled, standing up.

The lawyer rolled his eyes as he stood up straight and walked to his desk. "Goodbye, Donna."

Donna smirked as she strolled out of the office and back to her own desk…but not before kissing Mike on the head. Harvey scoffed as he took out some papers and began working. Once he was settled, he glanced up at his associate and smiled; he almost lost kid brother and even though he wouldn't admit it, the kid had grown on him. But he felt guilty; if he hadn't dragged Mike into the room, none of this would've happened. He was gonna make it up to the kid; Mike's grandmother was gone and he knew Mike would sit in his apartment, alone, probably getting high…on Christmas. No one should be alone on Christmas. He wasn't gonna let that happen. He pressed the button on his intercom and spoke softly so he wouldn't disturb Mike.

"Donna, arrange for Mike to stay at my place for a few days; I'm not gonna let him be by himself on Christmas….and don't say a word to him about it."

"Consider it done…see, I knew you care."

Harvey sighed heavily before leaning back in his chair. Mike shifted stiffly on the couch before settling again and the corner of Harvey's mouth flicked upwards. This would be the first Christmas he spent with his "family" in a long time. His "wife" and his little brother and he planned on making that a tradition. He never was gonna get Mike involved with a pissed client ever again.

FIN.

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