Chapter 17.
They stopped by Mike's apartment on the way over to Harvey's place. Mike felt kind of weird. It felt so final now. He was going to move in with Harvey and it might be for good for him. He didn't want to think like that but couldn't stop himself from doing it. It was a high possibility after all that he never would come back to his own place. Harvey had followed him upstairs to help him pack. At the moment he wasn't doing anything else but walking around and kind of going through Mike's stuff, commenting on the state of the place or questioning why he had certain things.
"Come on? Why this picture? A creepy little girl?"
"It's not creepy, and it was a gift."
"Of course it was. But still, you are not bringing that."
"Whatever."
Mike was packing some clothes at the moment. He hadn't even thought of the fact of bringing something else. But he guessed he could. If it really was the last time he was here, he would want to bring things that had value to him. A photo album, a few books and some other things made it way down into his bag.
"Did you pack your suits?"
"Yes."
"And ties?"
"Yes Harvey."
"Good. So you have everything then?"
Mike stood in the middle of his apartment looking around trying to remember if he had everything that he wanted to bring with him. It felt both sad and weird to think that he was leaving. It wasn't like he never could come here again, but he didn't think he would. He knew deep down that it was a good idea to not live alone anymore. It was just hard to accept that he couldn't, that he would have to depend on someone else now, on Harvey of all people.
"I think so." He said.
"Are you ready to go then?" Harvey said and stepped forward and grabbed Mike's two bag from his hands and threw one over his shoulder and carried the other in his hands.
"Give me a minute."
"Sure. I'll wait in the car."
Harvey left and Mike stood there by himself. He just felt like he wasn't absolutely ready to go yet. This had been his home after all. It felt so strange to stand there now and look around at the familiar space and to think that from now on he was basically deemed unable to take care of himself. It was hard to not focus on that for Mike. But on the other hand it all was for a reason, because what if something actually happened and he was alone. What if his heart decided to stop beating? Without help, he would die. It was nothing he could do to protect himself from that. That was a scary thought.
He turned around and just walked out the apartment without looking back, locked the door and went down to the car and Harvey, without thinking so much more about the whole thing.
He was actually looking forward to living with Harvey. He kind of worshipped the older man after all, not really worshipped, but looked up to. During his time at Pearson Hardman he had done everything he could to impress Harvey. Now a time in his life would start where he would come to depend on Harvey. Harvey would now both feed him and keep him with a place to stay. It was weird how life turned out. But Mike was glad that it was Harvey. And he was also so grateful, he had no idea of show he could ever repay Harvey for this. If he survived that was.
He glanced over at Harvey on the other side of the car seat. He was doing something on his phone and looked totally normal, like they were just going to a meeting, not to Harvey's apartment to get Mike settled in. Well, Mike figured if Harvey was cool with the whole thing, he should be too.
"Welcome then, I guess." Harvey told him after dumping both of his bags on the couch. He had insisted that he carried them upstairs. "Make yourself at home, kid."
"Thank you. For all of this. I really appriciate it you know. I don't think I've told you that."
"No problem. It's for the best." Harvey stated. Mike guessed it was. That was all they said about the whole thing. Mike took a nap and Harvey made dinner. They ate together and then went to bed.
The following days passed and everything was as good as it could be for both of them. Mike didn't know if Harvey knew how much he was struggling at night. He had thought that he would be able to sleep better now when he was staying at Harvey's place, but he hadn't so far. Most nights he had a lot of trouble falling asleep. He tried to stay up as late as he could, so that he would get tired enough to fall asleep quickly. But since he sometimes sneaked in a few naps during the day, he wasn't that tired when it was time to go to bed. Sure he was tired, he was always tired now a days, but he wasn't tired enough. He started to feel bad as soon as it got darker outside, when he knew that it was almost time. Harvey also insisted that it would be good for him to sleep early. He got a bit pissed on night when Mike refused to turn off the TV. It ended with Harvey grabbing the remote from him and turning it off himself. He then put it on the kitchen table, and Mike was too tired, or weak, to get up and get it. He felt like crying then, but managed to mask it as being annoyed. He cried into the pillow as soon as Harvey went to bed. He just didn't know why it was so hard to fall asleep. He got so anxious every time. He didn't want Harvey to go. He wanted his company, and the TV was a good way to keep Harvey in the room.
"Come on, just one more episode." He tried to bargain with Harvey on the third night he was there after moving in.
"I already said no Mike. I'm going to bed, and you should too. Do you know how pale you look? You need sleep."
"One more episode is not going to effect the color of my face."
"How do you know if you don't try?" Harvey said as if Mike was a five year old. Harvey stood up and went to turn off the lights in the hallway. Mike felt the whole in his chest grow. No!
"Harvey, please?" He begged before he could stop himself. Harvey must have heard how pathetic he sounded because he came back to the couch and slowly sat down again. He reached for the remote and took it from Mike's hands and turned the TV off.
"You want to tell me what's going on with you? That show is not that good."
"There is nothing going on with me. I just don't feel like sleeping yet that's all."
"Why not?"
"I'm not tired."
"That's not it. I can see it on you." Harvey said and Mike fidgeted where he was on the couch. Whatever, Mike thought. There was no way he could tell Harvey how scared and lonely he felt as soon as Harvey left the room. Or the fact that he had cried himself to sleep practically every night for the last month or so. No way. To cry himself to sleep was tiring and he suspected that was one reason to why he was so tired during the day.
"I told you it's nothing." He said defensively. Harvey caught on, of course, because he suddenly looked more concerned than before.
"You know you can tell me anything that is on your mind Mike." He kindly said, even after Mike snapped at him.
"Yeah, right."
That got Harvey from looking concerned to looking annoyed. He sighed and stood up.
"I don't get what's with you." He said. "I'm trying to help you. But apparently you don't want my help. Good night Mike."
With that he was gone, even before Mike could reply. Of course he would screw it up. Harvey was just trying to be nice and to help him. Mike knew that. But he just couldn't admit to how bad he was feeling. Not yet. He wanted to sometimes. Like now. Maybe he could go after Harvey. Maybe he could explain. Maybe if he just told Harvey that he was scared, maybe he would stay then. Because that was what Mike wanted, for Harvey to stay with him. He didn't know if it would make him feel better, but he thought it would. When he had been sick, and Harvey had stayed it had felt nice, it had felt safe and he hadn't been as scared.
The fear was unexplainable to him. Logically he knew that he didn't need to be scared of anything, but he just was anyway. He couldn't stop.
He got nightmares too when he eventually managed to fall asleep. That did not help anything. They were vivid and mostly woke him up panting and sweating. Often he dreamt about his parents or his grandmother. In one recurring dream he was in his old house where he lived as a child, except that it was much bigger and resembled the office in some ways. He was always looking for someone, wanting desperately to find them, but he never did. He wandered around in and out of rooms, screaming and searching, but never finding what he was looking for. In the dream it was always a sense of urgency, he needed to find them now or it would be too late. He never once found them before he woke. It was so stressful. It was always different people he was looking for too. Mostly his deceased family members but sometimes also Harvey or Donna, once even Jessica. When he woke he always felt so scared, stressed and sad. Why couldn't he find them, just once? The first night he slept at Harvey's place after officially moving in, he dreamt that he was looking for Harvey, but in the condo. He were nowhere to be found, and in the dream Mike new that Harvey was in the apartment somewhere, but he just couldn't find him! When he woke he had felt so unsure if it had been a dream or not that he was forced to go and check if Harvey really was there. Luckily he was, and he had been able to sleep the rest of the night after checking.
He really dreaded sleep now. Harvey was pissed at him as well. He just wished that Harvey would help him, without Mike having to tell him about the nightmares or his fear. He wanted Harvey to just know. He didn't know how long he would be able to go on like this.
He just lay there now. His heart was beating hard in his chest. He just wished it was something he could do about his situation, but it felt like it wasn't anything he could do. Just wait. Sometimes he cried because it made him more tired. He contemplated on doing it now as well, he certainly could. He was holding it back at the moment. But there still was a change for Harvey to come back, and he couldn't be laying crying like a baby then. He would think that Mike was crying because he couldn't watch TV, and that would be so embarrassing and humiliating. He could explain himself of course, but he didn't think he was ready to do that yet. So he waited. It probably took him three hours to fall asleep. He had nightmares that night too.
– SUITS –
Harvey thought that the whole thing with Mike now living with him was going smoothly. Donna had been thrilled when she found out about it.
"It is the right thing to do Harvey. I don't get why you didn't do this much sooner though." She had said. She was probably right.
Things changed a bit this night though. He didn't know what Mike's problem was. Clearly it was something, but Mike refused to tell him. To be honest it pissed Harvey off. He was being all nice to the kid, offering to talk and all, and Mike just dismissed him. Clearly he didn't think that he could tell Harvey what was bothering him. Harvey thought that they had agreed on that Mike should do that. But clearly they were still struggling with it. He would have to try again tomorrow.
Harvey knew that everything was getting to Mike more than he let on. The kid was trying to be brave about it all, but Harvey knew that he was scared. He had seen it clearly in Mike on a few occasions now, and he suspected it was going to happen more and more. It was like Mike's whole personality was affected. He wasn't that cocky kid with the big confidence anymore. He was now hesitant and careful when he spoke, he hardly ever smiled. Sure, some moments were good, and they were messing with each other like they always had, but it was rare. Harvey missed it.
Now they had been fighting. Or was it really a fight? Harvey had left the room in anger at least. But for what? Mike had wanted to watch another episode of that stupid show, and he had said no. That was it. Why didn't he just watch another episode? Well, tomorrow was another day.
Harvey woke by his alarm the next day. Mike was still asleep when he went out in the living room. He decided to wake him half an hour later.
"Mike, wake up. We have to leave soon."
Mike groaned and buried himself deeper down in the pillows.
"Come on, get up. I have to be at the office in like an hour."
"Then we have time." Mike mumbled.
"No we don't, because you have to get up, get dressed, eat, take your pills, and we have to wait for Ray."
Mike didn't answer and didn't move.
"Fine, you get five minutes."
Harvey went to get himself ready, and gave Mike fifteen minutes. That had to be enough time for him to get up and get dressed at least. But when he stepped out again, Mike hadn't moved an inch.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? We are going to be late." Mike still didn't answer him.
"Are you good?" Harvey then asked, because maybe he wasn't. Mike still didn't answer him. He got a bit annoyed then. How hard was it to answer?
"Mike? I don't have time for this? Are you staying home or what?"
"Noo…Give…give me a minute." Mike said then. He still didn't move.
"If you are coming you are getting up now. Otherwise you can stay home today. That's fine." Harvey did his best to sound nice. But clearly Mike didn't think he was that nice. He groaned and started to move around on the couch. He turned around on his back and Harvey was able to see his face. He didn't like what he was seeing. Mike was pale but had dark circles around his eyes. He looked like he had been up all night, his eyes were bloodshot.
"Look, maybe you should stay at home today." He said.
"No… I'll get up." Mike started to fight with the covers, trying to get them off his legs. "Just give me a minute. " He repeated. Harvey sighed and sat down by the table. He didn't think it was a good idea for Mike to come, but he didn't look like he was going to except anything else but coming with Harvey to work.
The kid struggled to get up, he had to try twice to get up, and then he was swaying on his way to the bathroom. Harvey secretly watched him, and saw that he had to support himself against the wall as he walked. Yeah, this was a bad idea. But Mike was stubborn and they were on their way twenty minutes later. Mike fell asleep a few minutes into the car ride to the office. He was leaning against the window with his month hanging open. Harvey let him be.
"Mike, we are here." He shock the kids shoulder and stepped out of the car, and stood to wait by the sidewalk busying himself with his phone. He was aware of that Ray got out and opened the door for Mike, and probably helped him out because he heard Mike thank him. Once Harvey knew Mike was out, he started to walk.
"Hey, wait up." Mike came walking towards him and he slowed down a bit. Mike was breathing hard. "Wait." He said and grabbed Harvey's arm to slow him down even more, or maybe he was holding it for support since he did put much weight on it.
Harvey did stop to let Mike get himself under control again. His breathing evened out pretty quick, but Harvey had already gotten worried. What were they doing? Mike was clearly not well enough to be at the office today. But he didn't say anything, they were already there after all.
"You good to go?" He asked instead and when Mike nodded and let go of his arm he started walking to the building, slower this time.
He suggested that Mike would work in his office, and Mike agreed to do just that. He just needed to get some stuff first he told Harvey before he disappeared towards his cubicle. Harvey walked towards his office. Donna was already there, and she greeted him when he came.
"How is Mike? Where is he?"
"He is not doing so well, but he is pretending that everything is fine."
"Sounds about right. But you are still letting him work?"
"It's what he wants."
"So he is the one calling the shots here?"
"I never said that. Look, here he comes."
That got Donnas attention away from him and she started to bother Mike instead. She was scolding him for being at the office, asking him about his medication, if he was eating right, if Harvey had taken care of him or not. Harvey could see that Mike was struggling with defending himself and he smirked a bit. Donna got Mike to sit down on the couch, and as he took out a few files to start working on she snatched them from his hands.
"Oh come on Donna! Give them back."
"You shouldn't be working Mike, you should be resting. You look like you are going to collapse at any minute."
Mike growled and made another attempt to get to his files. "I'm not collapsing…" he failed at getting them from her. "Harvey!" he complained.
"Oh, don't come to me. Do what Donna tells you Mike. Like a good boy."
"Oh, shut up. It's files for you anyway, so you will lose on it."
"I think I can manage."
"Thank you Harvey." Donna said. "Now, lay down Mike." She tried to push him down where they were on the couch, but Mike resisted.
"No, stop Donna. I don't want to lay down." She didn't give up, and neither did Mike, but Harvey could tell that he was really fighting to stay upright against her. That told him something about Mike's current physique. Sure Donna was strong, but Mike should be able to resist her. Mike surprised both Harvey and Donna a bit later.
"No, stop it! Get off me!" He raised his voice so that he was almost yelling and at the same time he pushed her away. Donna let him go immediately then. Mike was breathing hard as he moved further away from her on the couch. He wouldn't look at her.
"I'm sorry Mike." She said quietly and then stood up and left the room and Harvey knew that she was more upset then she let on.
"What's up Mike?" He questioned the kid. Mike's wide eyes were flickering between him and Donna who now was at her desk.
"I…I…I didn't want to lay down. I didn't want to." The kid looked like he was going to break down at any minute. It really had been a bad idea to bring him.
"Yeah, all right. You don't have to. Relax." He left Mike be for a while, and Mike didn't say anything else.
"You upset Donna." Harvey said after a few minutes. Mike hadn't moved. He just sat there like frozen on the couch, staring down into the floor. "Mike." He didn't answer or showed in any way that he had heard him. It annoyed Harvey more than it should, but come on, it was not that hard to just answer.
"Mike!" Harvey raised his voice, and with that Mike's head snapped up and they looked eyes. Mike's eyes were wide and shiny, and he looked scared.
"So-Sorry." He said. He pulled a bit at his tie. Mike bit his lip hard and Harvey could see that they were trembling. He looked down at the floor again. Suddenly his eyes flooded over and two tears ran down his cheeks while Harvey looked. Mike wasn't quick enough to wipe them away. What was going on? Harvey sighed and got up from his desk. He threw a look towards Donna, and she raised her eyebrows questioningly, but he shook his head. He could take care of this. At least he thought so. He sat down next to him. Now that he was closer he noticed how tense Mike was, his whole body was trembling just enough to be noticed now when he was closer.
"Mike, you are clearly not okay. Will you tell me what's going on with you?" And when Mike still didn't react he added "Please." He knew that would take effect. He couldn't remember a time when he had said please to Mike before.
"I am just so tired." Mike whispered.
"Yeah?"
"I couldn't sleep last night." Mike didn't offer up more information, and he shewed on his lip.
"I didn't mean to upset her." He wiped his eyes again. "Sorry." Of course he would be upset about that.
"Mike…" Harvey started.
"I didn't mean to Harvey. I just didn't want to lay down. I didn't mean to yell." Mike's left leg was shaking. He started right down in front of him.
Harvey nodded. He was briefly considering whether he should have a talk with Mike about him once again not telling him something was up with him, but a second glance at Mike stopped him.
"Yeah okay. I think Donna knows that. She is fine, alright." He said instead. "I bet she is feeling much better than you are. You want to talk to her?"
It was Mike's turn to nod. Harvey waved a bit and the door opened only a few seconds later. Harvey stepped away to make room for Donna.
Mike tried to apologize again, but she just shushed him a bit and stroke his cheek. "It's okay." She whispered to him. "I'm not upset Mike. I shouldn't have tried to force you. Let's forget about it now."
Mike seemed to agree.
"Do you want to sleep Mike? It's okay if you want. You can sleep right here." Donna mentioned for the couch. Mike nodded again. "If it's okay?" He looked over at Harvey.
"Go ahead."
Mike seemed to know when he was defeated, because he let Donna tuck him in under the blankets that she excitingly took out of the cupboard, and draped over him. Mike's eyes were still glassy and he wouldn't meet anyone's eye. But Donna sat down next to him, and stroke his arm a bit until he closed his eyes. He fell asleep only minutes later, and Donna stood up and went over to Harvey. They looked at each other.
"Well…" Harvey started.
"How could you bring him here?" Donna interrupted.
"I didn't think I should leave him alone."
"Clearly."
She looked over to the sleeping man.
"Shouldn't he be at the hospital, Harvey? He looks really bad."
"Yeah, I ask myself that question." Harvey said with a sigh. "We'll let him sleep and then see I guess."
Donna nodded and both of them quietly went back to work. Mike slept on for about three hours when he woke up suddenly sitting up causing Harvey to jerk a bit himself. It was so sudden. Mike was breathing rapidly and looked around the office with wide eyes. Harvey was just about to say something when Mike laid back down and fell asleep again almost instantly.
Harvey stood up and walked out to talk a bit to Donna. She looked up with a worried expression as soon as he stepped out and closed the door behind him. He leaned against her desk.
"What's going on with the puppy?" She asked before he had time to say something.
"If I knew! He has been weird all morning."
"What did he tell you before?"
"You didn't listen?"
"You weren't talking loud enough."
"He just said that he was tired."
"Well, that was obviously true." Donna looked at Mike on the couch. "How was he yesterday?" she asked.
"I don't know. He was throwing a fit because I wouldn't watch TV until early morning with him."
Donna raised an eyebrow. "Was that really the reason?"
"I don't know. He didn't say?"
"Did you ask?"
"Yes!"
"But?"
"How did you know there was… Fine. He got lippy, so I went to bed."
"You know something is wrong right?" Donna said absentmindedly looking at Mike again.
"Yeah. Something is up." Harvey followed her gaze. Mike was still passed out on his couch.
"He has been looking tired a lot lately. Is he still sleeping on your couch?"
"Yeah, but…"
"You really have to do something about that Harvey. He is sick, you can't have him sleeping on a couch. Not now when he is supposed to be living with you full time."
"Donna, calm down. I'm working on it."
"You are? Are you going to give him your bed?"
"What? No way!"
"Are you sharing your bed now, Harvey?" Both Harvey and Donna turned around. It was Jessica.
"No. Jessica." Harvey glared at Donna. "No one is getting my bed."
"Just your couch I see."
"Yeah, well. He was tired." Harvey finished lamely, expecting Jessica to berate him for letting Mike sleep at office hours. But she surprised him.
"How is he holdning up?"
"Not perfect." She just nodded.
"I need to talk to you about the Garstad case, Harvey. Let's go to my office then." She started to walk away expecting Harvey to follow. He did, but first caught Donna's eyes and nodded towards his office and Mike. She nodded back.
– SUITS –
Mike had no idea of how long he had slept when he woke up again. He was on Harvey's couch in his office. Harvey was not there though. He felt a bit better then before. He really had been feeling like crap all morning. It was like he had been on the verge on a full break down and it had been really hard to hold everything in. He had barely gotten any sleep which he suspected contributed a lot to his emotional state. The nightmares had plagued him the whole night. When he finally managed to get rid of them, Harvey woke him up.
He had seriously considered to stay at home this morning, at least for a few seconds before he remembered. He was not supposed to be alone. The doctors words about the whole being alone thing was playing like a film in his mind when Harvey asked him if he was going to stay at home. Didn't Harvey remember that? Clearly he didn't, because he seemed annoyed when Mike wasn't fast enough to get dressed.
Mike felt like things were strained between them. He had screwed up somehow. He just wasn't entirely sure on how or what he had done. But it was something. Harvey had been pretty nice to him before he passed out on the couch though. On the other hand he had been crying and Donna was around so Harvey probably didn't dare to do anything else. He had really embarrassed himself. Again.
Mike had screwed up again though. He had yelled at Donna! Even after he had done that, she had been nice to him too. He had no idea why. He just felt confused about everything at the moment. He still felt tired, but like he would be able to stay awake. He should probably get some work done. He glanced at his watch and saw that he had been sleeping for four hours! Oh my god! Why hadn't they woke him up?
Donna was at her desk so he stumbled out to her.
"Oh you are awake." She smiled at him. "Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, I am. Look, Donna. I'm sorry about before. I wasn't really thinking clearly."
"It's okay. Can I get you something? You missed lunch. There is a sandwich in your fridge."
"Sure. Care to join me?"
She smiled again, and did. They sat down at the table in Harvey's office and had their lunch. Or Mike had his since Donna had already eaten. Neither he nor Donna brought up the previous morning, something Mike was grateful for. They small talked for a while about nothing special. But Mike knew that she was just building up for asking the questions she really wanted to ask him.
"Are things going good at Harvey's?"
"Yes, they are Donna." She looked at him.
"Would you tell me if they weren't?" she asked. The question surprised him a bit.
"I don't know." He answered honestly. She left it at that.
"Well, you are welcome at my place anytime Mike."
"Thank you."
"Now, are you going to eat that last piece or not?"
Harvey came back a while later. All he did was to ask if Mike was okay. He seemed satisfied when Mike told him that he was. The rest of the day went surprisingly well. Mike figured his four hour nap had something to do with it.
That night at Harvey's place, Harvey stayed on the couch with him for a long time. However he lowered the volume of the TV, so that you almost couldn't hear it, and then he took out a few files. Mike fell asleep while he was still there. It was such a relief for him, and Harvey seemed to understand that, even though he didn't say anything.
Mike felt better the next day, he had only had a one or two nightmares. He had a hospital appointment later that day, which meant that he would feel like crap that evening. He was not looking forward to that. He went with Harvey to the office, but declined when Harvey asked if he wanted company. He agreed on Ray driving him there and back though. Why say no to that?
After the visit Ray drove him back to the office which Mike thought was strange, normally they would just head home after. But he felt okay, and Ray said that Harvey wanted him to come.
Mike walked into Harvey's office, and sat down in front of him.
"How did it go?" Harvey asked without looking up from his screen.
"It was fine. Not that amusing I guess."
"You expect it to be amusing?"
"Well, they could put a bit more effort into that. I would appreciate it."
"You should suggest that to them."
"I might. What's up with you?"
"I want you to look through this." Harvey threw him a bunch of files. Mike groaned.
"This is not amusing either."
"You are getting paid. Think about that."
They worked for a few hours before Donna came in and told them to leave. Mike thought it was a good idea.
Harvey was acting a bit strange though. Mike had no idea why. He kept throwing him glances, and when they got to the condo, and looked around as if he never had seen the place before. To Mike everything looked the same.
"What are you doing?"
"What?" Harvey said. "Nothing. Go sit down."
"You are weird." Mike called after him as he walked away into the apartment. But he did go and sit down and brought some files with him. He was kind of beat. At least he wasn't nauseated yet. That was a good thing!
Harvey came back after a few minutes and stood in front of him, looking even more weird than before.
"What?" he asked.
– SUITS –
Harvey stood in front of Mike where he was on the couch. His former bed. Everything had worked out well. The moving guys hadn't made such a big mess as he thought they would make. He just had to get the last things in place for the kid. Mike didn't suspect a thing.
"Mike, come on. I want to show you something."
Mike looked up from the files he was reading on the couch.
"What?" he said and looked suspiciously at Harvey.
"Just come with me." Harvey said and turned around and started to walk away from him, but heard how Mike quickly got up and followed him. He stopped outside the door to his office, and somehow the situation reminded him of that of a father and son, they why they were standing outside the door. For a moment he thought it silly, but then he thought that Mike probably would appreciate it being a surprise.
"Open it." He said and mentioned for the door. Mike just stared at him.
"What are you doing? Did you put something on the door handle or something? Is that why you want me to open it?" Harvey just raised an eye brow at him, so Mike opened the door and they went inside the room. Mike stopped just a few feet in, so that Harvey almost bumped into him.
"What is this?" Mike asked. "Is this for me?" He added quietly.
"What do you think?"
"You did this for me? Harvey…" He stopped himself and Harvey watched him as he took in the room that once had been Harvey's home office. The desk that was positioned against the big windows was still there, but during Mike's hospital visit Harvey had worked hard with getting a few filing cabinets and a book shelf out of the way to make room for a bed, that was now placed in the corner to the left of the door.
Mike went over to the bed that had multiple pillows and a thick cover, and some blankets placed at the end of it. He just stood a while in front of it, until Harvey started to feel awkward.
"So, what do you think?" he said.
"This is mine?"
Harvey didn't even bother coming up with a joke for that question. Mike turned around to face him, and Harvey thought that the kid's eyes were a bit wet. But he had a huge smile on his face.
"Thank you Harvey!" he said. "This is awesome. You have no idea! When did you pull this off?" He laughed and threw himself down on the bed. He groaned and stretched himself out. "I get my own room! You know I will never leave now right? You are soo stuck with me!"
Harvey shock his head and started smile, even though his thoughts also lingered on the seriousness of Mike's joke.
"I just couldn't deal with you being in the living room all the time." He said. "This is just so that I don't have to see you all the time."
"Yeah, sure. You will miss me so much, that you will start hanging out by the desk over there instead."
"We'll see about that." Harvey turned and walked out of the room. Mike followed him shortly after.
"I really appreciate the room, Harvey." He said when they were having dinner a while later.
"Good. That bed is probably more comfortable than the couch."
Mike just nodded, and they had the rest of their meal in silence. Mike was throwing him glances once in a while, and every time their eyes met Mike would smile. It made Harvey feel good. Such a simple thing as getting a bed in his office made the kid so happy. It was kind of rare now a days to see Mike smile this much. They both needed something good. At least this was something.
– SUITS –
Time for a new chapter. This one is kind of slow though. More will happen later! Thanks for the reviews and for reading!