Bad Blood
(No this has no connection to the T-Swift song)
Prompt For: Charlie
Mike gets a really bad nosebleed
Enjoy!
Mike biked madly down the sidewalk, weaving in between walking civilians and crossing streets carelessly, sometimes feeling the front bumpers of cars brush his leg. He was surprised he hadn't been hit yet…but right now he was more focused on getting to work before he didn't have a work to go. He was nearly half an hour late and they had a shit ton of work to do for the hearing tomorrow. Harvey already called once, telling him to be at the firm in the next fifteen minutes or quote "he'd throw him under a bus." Sharply turning around the corner, he could see Pearson Hardman towering over the other buildings. Four more minutes…maybe two if he pedaled faster. Suddenly, his pocket vibrated and he knew it was probably Harvey wondering where the hell he was.
"Hello?" He panted after pulling it out to answer.
"Where are you?"
"Right down the street. I'll be there in two minutes." Hopefully.
"You better be here in one or else."
"Yeah, yeah. I know." Harvey hung up and Mike looked down for barely a second to put away his phone and when he glanced up, he was headed straight for a person. He swerved violently to avoid hitting the woman and his tire skid on a patch of sand, causing him to flip over his handle bars and land face first into the pavement.
"Argh!" That was gonna leave a huge mark. His hands stung and his face pulsed, more so his nose. Tensely standing up, he pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose and hissed. When he touched his nostrils, though, he was shocked that there was no blood.
"Huh." Must've gotten off lucky. His face hurt like a bitch and no doubt he would have a giant bruise in a couple hours, but he already wasted a minute and he would be even luckier if Harvey didn't kick his ass out the door. Climbing back onto his bike, he rode the last couple of feet to the bike rack, hastily locked up his bike and rushed towards the building. He was at negative two minutes when he left the elevator and three when he reached Donna's desk.
"Mike-" Donna began.
"Yeah, I know I'm late," he breathed, rushing past her and into Harvey's office.
"Harvey, I'm sorry I'm late. I overslept."
"I don't care, Mike," Harvey sighed in exasperation before looking up from his computer. "Just give me the-" He frowned, seeing a bright red trail dripping from Mike's nose and scratches on his face. "Mike…your nose is bleeding."
Mike raised an eyebrow before touching his nose again, this time his fingers were spotted with red when he pulled them away. "Shit." And then it all went to hell, the blood seemed to pour from his nose, pooling in his hand as he tried to cup it.
"Son of a bitch." Harvey shot up from his chair and strode over, forcing Mike to tilt his head back and pinch his nose.
"Ow!"
"What's the matter with you?" Harvey asked, pushed him back towards the couch and sitting him down.
"Done doe," Mike said in a stuffed up voice.
Donna suddenly appeared by his side, handing him a wet towel. He immediately took it and pressed it over his nose.
"How do you not know what's wrong with you? Did you start randomly getting nosebleeds?"
"Doe. I Bell off by bike."
"Of course you did," Harvey rolled his eyes.
After five minutes, the blood flow finally seemed to be stopping, but Mike began to feel lightheaded. He blinked rapidly, trying to focus his vision, but the room wouldn't stop spinning. How much blood did he lose?!
"Let me see," Harvey said, grabbing Mike's arm to pull his hand away from his face. "It looks like it stopped…and you got blood on my carpet. Great."
"Harvey," Donna said, examining Mike for herself. Bruises underlined his eyes and his nose was red and purple.
"You sure it's not broken?" The red-head asked.
"Its fine," Mike sniffed. "Just hurts…a lot."
"You should see a doctor."
"No! I mean, I said I was okay. I'll get some ice from the break room later and it'll be fine."
Donna glanced at him quizzically. "Fine." Before she left, she gave Harvey a 'keep an eye on him, he's lying' look. The older lawyer quickly nodded and sat down in the chair across from the couch.
"You look like shit."
"Gee, thanks," Mike said, about to roll his eyes, but the gesture made his head hurt.
"Are you okay now?"
Mike lightly touched his nose. It still hurt but at least he wasn't gushing blood anymore. He felt really dizzy, though, and tired and he knew that wasn't a good thing. "I think so. My face hurts and I'm weirdly exhausted."
"You probably lost a lot of blood," Donna said, returning with a bottle of orange juice. "Here. If you're not gonna go to a hospital, at least replenish your energy."
Mike was too drained to argue and took the juice, downing it in a couple gulps. When he was done, his eyes started to drift close…he couldn't help it. They were so heavy all of a sudden.
"Mike."
"M'tired Harvey," he mumbled, sinking back into the cushions. He heard Harvey sigh and push him down so he was lying horizontally.
"Go to sleep, Mike. I'll wake you up in an hour."
He was already out, the blood loss taking a toll on him.
Harvey watched as Mike relaxed into the pillows and shook his head. It was only nine thirty in the morning and he was already ready to be done with this day. He was still a bit concerned, to say nonetheless. It was weird that the bleeding just stopped like that after it was going on for more than a couple minutes. He was especially worried about how fatigued Mike got directly after. Biting the inside of his cheek, Harvey made sure there was no more blood before walking back to his desk to sit down. He would let it go…for now.
One Hour Later
"Mike…Mike, wake up."
Mike groaned. Someone was calling his name and shaking his shoulder, but he wanted to ignore it. He was so tired…and now his stomach was doing flips and his head was pounding.
"Mike, wake up before I dump ice water on you."
Shit. It was Harvey. Blinking open his eyes, Mike blearily looked around to see that he was in the man's office. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, his face still unbelievably sore.
"Jesus, I've been trying to get you to wake up for three minutes."
"Sorry," he yawned, putting his feet on the ground. "What time is it?"
"Ten fifteen. How are you feeling?"
"A little better." That was a lie though. He hoped he could make it through the rest of the day.
"Better enough to work?"
Mike looked up and nodded. "Yeah."
"Good." Harvey got up and tossed him a folder. "Get to work. If we want to win this case tomorrow, this shit has to be bulletproof."
"Aye, aye," Mike saluted and got to work. Everything was going fine for about half an hour until the pain in Mike's head was unbearable. The headache was beginning to be too much. He was squeezing his eyes shut repeatedly and massaging his temples, finding it extremely difficult to focus on the words on the paper. They were out of focus and jumbling around. He was trying so hard to read them that he didn't hear Harvey call his name five times.
"Mike!"
He jumped, finding Harvey standing a few inches in front of him, a confused look on his face. "What?"
"Are you deaf? I called your name multiple times."
"Oh."
"Yeah…oh. You're definitely not okay. Go home."
"What? No, Harvey," he shot up from the couch, but fell back down right away when a wave of dizziness came over him.
"Exactly my point. You can't focus and I need you on your A-game. Ray is waiting downstairs to take you home."
"Harvey-"
"Don't argue. You can come back when you're feeling better. Donna, can you help him out so he doesn't fall flat on his face again?"
Mike grumbled, but he grabbed his messenger bag and let Donna lead him outside to where the black town car was parked.
"I'll call you later, okay? Get better," Donna smiled sadly. She still wasn't happy that the kid wouldn't go to the hospital, but she really couldn't make him. She would have to knock him unconscious in order for that to happen. His nose seemed a little swollen, now that she looked at it closer and really wondered if it was broken. Before she could ask, Mike spoke quickly.
"Thanks," Mike smiled back and then shut the door. When he got home, he toed off his shoes and threw his things on the ground before stumbling towards his trashcan. He had been trying to hold down the bile in Ray's car, because Harvey would probably kill him if he ruined the upholstery. But now he could hold it back no longer. Bending forward, he expelled his breakfast into the trash, eyes watering and body trembling. When he was done, he was left completely sapped of all energy and fell onto his bed, not even bothering to loosening his tie, and passed out. Not long after, his nose started to bleed heavily again, but he didn't regain consciousness.
~+SUITS+~
"This is Mike, leave a message. Beep!" Donna hung up the phone, frowning at it nervously. Something was wrong. It was the fourth time she called Mike, however got nothing but the voicemail. Why wasn't he answering? Biting her lip, she got up from her desk and went into Harvey's office.
"You need to go checkup on Mike," she said and Harvey lifted his head to stare at her.
"Why?"
"He's not answering his phone."
Harvey shook his head and went back to reading the files. "He's probably sleeping."
The secretary put her hands on her hips. "Harvey."
"What?" He glanced up again and the woman was giving him the look. He rolled his eyes and stood up, grabbing his coat. "Fine. But he's not gonna be happy when my pounding on his door disrupts his beauty sleep."
Fifteen minutes later found the older man standing outside Mike's peeling green door, knocking loudly. It would surely wake the kid up…but the door never opened.
"Mike!" He shouted, banging on the door again but still got no answer. He looked up and down the hallway before turning the knob and letting himself in. He was instantly hit with the stench of vomit and some other faint metallic smell. "Mike?" He walked slowly into the room until he was met with a horrible sight in the bedroom.
"Oh my god." He rushed into the room, his hands hovering over the mess. Mike was still fully dressed, tangled in the sheets…sheets that were soaked in crimson red. Blood. It was everywhere including the kid's face.
"Mike. Mike, wake up!" He shouted, grasping the kid's face in his hand before slapping it. "Mike!" Why wouldn't he wake up? He was just about to call an ambulance when the blonde sat up, gagging and coughing, looking around in confusion.
"Har-bey?" And then he realized his nose was bleeding again. He grabbed his tie and bunched it up underneath his nostrils. "Whad are you doing here?"
"Coming to check on you…but clearly you can't take care of yourself for two hours."
Mike hacked again, spitting blood out of his mouth. He was really starting to feel sick…more than before. I think I lost too much blood. Just the sight of it was making his queasy. A towel was put in front of him and he gratefully took it, hoping it would staunch the blood like the last time.
"Dis ib by good towel," he whined feebly.
"You're bleeding out and you're worried about ruining your towel?" Harvey scoffed. "Unbelievable."
The blonde began to sway, his eyes drooping. He could feel the blood dripping down the back of his throat and he immediately threw up again, just missing Harvey's shoes.
"Dob feel g-good, Harbey. Gonna deck out."
Harvey frowned. "What?"
Mike's eyes suddenly rolled to the back of his head and he fell sideways, his body limp.
"Oh." Pass out. That's what the kid was saying. He should probably call an ambulance now.
The medics came were in and out in minutes, strapping a still unconscious Mike to the gurney and wheeling him outside towards the awaiting vehicle. Now Harvey was at the hospital, waiting for news on Mike. He glanced down at his watch and sighed; it had been almost half an hour, surely it wouldn't take that long to stop the bleeding…however, Mike's nosebleed was far from normal. He just hoped it hadn't gotten worse.
"Mr. Specter?"
He lifted his head at the voice to see a man in dark blue scrubs approaching him. The older lawyer stood up and shook the doctor's hand.
"You're here for Mike?"
"Yeah…how is he?"
"He'll be fine. We've managed to stop the bleeding and found that his nose was broken. I'm sort of surprised he didn't notice, but it must not have been too bad at first. He lost nearly a pint and a half of blood, but we've transfused it all back. He will be exhausted for the next couple days and at the moment he's resting, but when he does wake up, he can be discharged soon after. You can sit with him if you'd like, he's down the hall in the recovery room, first bed on the right."
Harvey bobbed his head. "Thanks." Now he was sitting next to his slumbering associate, watching him breathing in and out through his mouth, his nose no doubt still tender and stuffed up. His face and eyes appeared badly bruised and his nose was now covered with a small plastic cast. He was gonna be in a world of hurt later. They had left him in his own clothes, his tie in a plastic bag on the nightstand and his shirt was spotted with blood, most of it on his collar. His face had been cleaned, though, so that was a plus. Harvey leaned forward and sighed. This kid did the impossible sometimes.
"Only you would break your nose without knowing it."
"You're the one who called me while I was riding my bike," Mike suddenly said, voice thick with exhaustion, his eyes still closed.
Harvey smirked. "You didn't have to answer it."
Mike's eyelids slowly blinked open and he stared up at the older lawyer. His head still had a dull ache as did his nose, but he knew the meds the hospital gave him was keeping out the worst of it. "Yes I did," he replied, clearing his throat. "You would've either strangled me with my skinny tie or fired me when I got in."
Harvey made a 'that's true' face. Mike looked around the room wearily and inhaled. He brought his hand up to his nose to feel the cast. "You brought me to the hospital."
"Well yeah, you practically drenched your bed in blood. Donna had called a few times to check on you but you never answered. She sent me over to your apartment and I found you covered in blood. Thought you were having your period at first."
Mike weakly glared at the man. "Ha ha, very funny." He sat himself up straighter and breathed out. "When can I leave?"
"Right now, actually. You just need to sign the discharge papers."
Mike nodded and Harvey helped him up from the bed and into a wheelchair. He pushed him towards the nurse's station. Once Mike signed the papers, Harvey wheeled him out towards the awaiting town car. It was five minutes into the ride when Mike realized something.
"This isn't the way to my apartment," he said, frowning at Harvey.
The older lawyer gave him a mocked astonished look. "Wow you are a genius."
"Harvey, I'm fine."
"The doctor says you need to stay with someone for a day or two just in case."
Mike rolled his eyes, but remained silent, gazing out the window. When they got to the condo, Mike sat at the counter. "What am I supposed to do?"
Harvey grabbed the kid's bicep to make him stand back up. "Rest."
"What? Come on. I'm not even tired, Harv-"
"Mike, you lost a lot of blood plus you look like shit. You need to relax even if it's just for a couple of hours. Keep your head elevated and don't blow your nose." He tossed Mike the nasal spray that the doctor prescribed him and an ice pack. "Take the spray a couple times too. You can sleep in my bed, but if you get one ounce of blood on it, I'll break your nose again."
Mike grumbled as he headed for the room. "Thank you nurse Specter."
Harvey rolled his eyes as Mike disappeared into the room. Seven minutes later, he peeked in to see the younger man already out cold. He snorted, shutting the door and going to the couch.
"Not tired my ass."
FIN!
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