"Harvey? Your other witness is here."

Harvey looked up, but he didn't even need to. He knew Donna would be smiling, knowingly.

"Okay, bring him in here," he said.

"Why didn't you tell me you got the kid from the shop?"

"Wait, what? How did you know?" Because she was Donna, obviously.

"Harvey, come on. How many seventeen year olds do you know?"

Harvey wanted to tell her that he was nearly eighteen but that was like admitting that this was wrong. Damn. She returned a moment later with Mike in tow and Harvey's heart leapt. He had told him to dress smart, a suit, as if it was a real trial and, fuck, it looked good on him. He looked ridiculously good, even if it didn't fit perfectly, even if his tie was way too skinny.

"Hey... Wow, this is a nice office," Mike said, looking around.

"Thanks," Harvey replied and gestured to a chair. Mike sat down, along with Donna and Harvey introduced them. She wasn't smiling as much any more, but she still had that knowing look. He was going to have to distract himself.

The first day went well. Donna was flawless, as ever, perfecting the betrayed, angry character. She had taken up most of the day, not cracking once in the cross examination. Harvey kept his mind on the trial, eyes flicking over to Mike only occasionally. The kid was paying close attention to the case, to the other side and Harvey knew he was working out how he was going to be pressured. Good, Mike was doing what he'd be doing. Harvey tried not to focus on how, a few of the times, Mike was looking right at him when he looked over at him.

The second day was harder. Mike testified about his former boss, giving evidence about sensitive information he had come across during his summer job. Harvey was surprised during his cross examination; Mike fought back tremendously well. His shy, quiet persona seemed to be slipping as he played the role, his gaze turning to Harvey only once or twice as the pressure mounted.

He knew he'd won from the end of the first day, but Mike's face when it was official made the win even better.

"You did it!" he said, grinning.

"You played quite a bit part," Harvey replied, ushering Mike out of the room when he noticed Donna looking at them. It was only two o'clock, he didn't have a client until tomorrow and he wanted to celebrate.

"I'd offer to buy you a drink," Mike said. "But I don't think any of the bars around here would look twice at my ID."

"You... what?" Harvey asked. He shouldn't have been surprised. He was pretty sure he'd been to a bar a few times at his age but still...

"How about I treat you?" Mike asked. "Well, not exactly treat, but you like pizza, right? Everyone likes pizza, don't they?"

Harvey couldn't help but smile. Mike was different, somehow. Maybe it was just because he wasn't tired from work, maybe it was the suit, he didn't know, but he just seemed more confident.

"Well I guess you do owe me."

"Great. I have work in two hours, though. Do you think maybe we could order one to your place?" he asked. "You know, because you're just across the street."

Harvey froze. Alone? Properly alone? He couldn't think of a good excuse to say no. Oh, I'm sorry, no, I know you're underage but I can't help but want to fuck your brains out, so I don't think we should be alone together.

"Sure, I don't see why not."

A car ride later, one that involved a lot of accidental knee grazes and blushes from Mike that Harvey could have done without, and they were at his apartment. As Harvey opened the door, he was glad he wasn't messy. He was pretty sure that this was when other people worried about whether or not they'd left dishes in the sink or clothes on the floor.

Mike didn't say anything about the place this time, he didn't have to. Harvey ordered the pizza, making a mental note to get up early the next day so he could get some extra running time in. He offered Mike a drink and sat down.

"Thank you for being my witness, you were brilliant."

"No problem, it was fun. I mean, I know the whole work experience was a front for the school, but it was sort of like that," he said. "I've never seen real lawyers at work."

"Well, couldn't have done it without you, so thanks."

"Don't lie, Harvey. Donna killed it and you know it," Mike said.

"You noticed?" Harvey was surprised, as always. He didn't know what it was about this kid but he kept doing that.

"Of course. You could have done it without us, though, you were fantastic," Mike said, voice full of awe. "You were just so passionate."

Harvey didn't know what to say so he was glad when there was a knock at the door. He collected the pizza and paid before Mike could protest.

"I said I'd pay," he said when Harvey set the box down on the coffee table.

"What's the point in you working all those hours on top of school if you're going to waste your money on pizza?" Harvey asked. "Look, don't make this a pride thing, you need the money more than I do. It's fine. Please."

Harvey tried to ignore the way that his heart was racing as they shared the pizza, Mike's noise of enjoyment shooting right through him.

"Are you okay?" Mike asked.

"Y-Yeah, I'm good. I, uh, I haven't had pizza in a long time," he replied. He shifted position, the suit he was wearing was not the best at covering anything.

"Pizza gives you an erection?"

Harvey nearly choked. Had he heard that correctly? Mike's expression told him that he had.

"Er... I'd say yes, but that's just... no, pizza does not give me an erection."

Mike laughed. "So, how long were you planning on just looking?"

"W-what?"

"Harvey, you're obviously attracted to me. I thought you might like to get the... eye fucking over and done with and-"

"Mike!" Harvey said. "You're... You're way too young for me."

"I'm not! Harvey, trust me, I'm not a kid."

"You're underage."

Mike's hand was on Harvey's leg now. He should stop this.

"Mike, we can't-" Harvey pushed his knuckle into his mouth and bit down as Mike's hand brushed over his cock. Harvey was shocked by the forcefulness of it. Mike reached up and pushed Harvey's hand from his face and he had his lips pressed up against him before Harvey could stop him.

Harvey ran his hand up Mike's back, cupping his neck in his hand as they kissed. He could feel Mike swiftly unbuttoning his pants and, fuck, he wanted him to keep going, but no, he couldn't let this happen.

"Mike, stop." Harvey said as he pulled away. Mike stopped unbuttoning but his hand gave his cock a gentle squeeze through his pants.

"Is it the age thing?"

"Yes. I... we can't."

"Is it the age gap or just the legality?"

"The legality. I mean... No, both..." Harvey didn't know. Mike's hand on his cock wasn't helping.

"Are you saying that if I were eighteen, you'd still turn me away?" Mike asked. "Harvey, I want this so fucking badly."

"Fuck. I don't know. All I know is you're not eighteen, so it doesn't matter."

"I will be. It's my birthday in six days. Shall I come back after?" Mike's face was only inches from his and Harvey could see the determination in his face. "Can't I at least suck your cock now? I mean, you wouldn't be doing anything to me."

Fuck.

"N-No, still illegal," Harvey said quickly, pushing Mike off of him completely.

"You look surprised, Harv. Didn't expect me to want it too?" Mike asked. Harvey just shook his head as he struggled to rebutton his pants, his cock straining against the fabric. "Well, I do. I want you to fuck me, but I guess I'll have to wait until next week."

Mike grinned and pulled another slice of pizza from the box as Harvey just stared, unable to process what had just happened. He ate quickly, eyes darting down to the bulge still obvious at Harvey's crotch.

"I'd better get to work, then," Mike said, standing up.

"Oh, uh, yeah," Harvey replied, getting up and walking over to the door. Mike smiled at him as he walked over, a smile that Harvey would have seen as cute before. Fuck, he had misjudged him.

"See you next week, then."