A/N: First off, I am SO SORRY that this is so late! I've had so many things going on in my life, but I finally got this out. Hope you enjoy! As always, reviews are appreciated!

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"For the last time Mike, get in the goddamn wheelchair."

A long week had slowly but steadily passed, and now Mike was finally being released. Harvey held back a sigh at Mike's stubbornness. The nurse, a 50-something year old woman named Kelly, had been trying to get him into the chair, but Mike was hell-bent on walking out himself.

"Come on kid, there's no way you can walk the whole way out. You'll put yourself back in the hospital in 30 seconds if you try."

That seemed to finally make Mike come to his senses. Kelly gave Harvey a grateful look as she slowly helped Mike into the wheelchair. He attempted an exaggerated heavy sigh, which quickly turned into a coughing fit.

"Easy, do you really want me to check you back in?"

"Shut up," glared Mike, while Harvey chuckled. "Can we just get out of here?"

"Sure thing, your majesty." Still chuckling, the older lawyer followed the nurse wheeling Mike out to the checkout desk.

"Alright, Mr. Specter, I just need you to sign at this line to release Mr. Ross into your care."

At this, Mike made an odd spluttering noise and glared at Harvey.

"How old am I? Five? Come on Harvey, I'll be fine at my apart-"

Mike was silenced by Harvey, who fixed a determined stare on him. "No. The doctor said you needed to stay with someone who can look after you so you don't pass out again. And since I'm unwilling to let my associate get out of more work by making himself sick again, you'll be at my apartment."

"God, I can just never win, can I?" Mike slumped back in the wheelchair, as Kelly and Harvey exchanged knowing glances. Mike was clearly already exhausted, but of course he was too stubborn to admit it.

Papers signed and confirmed, Kelly handed Harvey a white bag containing an inhaler as well as its instructions. They made their way outside to the car, where Ray had pulled up as close as he could to the hospital entrance. Opening the front door, Harvey slowly helped Mike, who could barely keep his eyes open, into the seat. With a cheerful send off from Kelly, he got in the middle seat of the car, and Ray drove off.

"Ha-Harvey?" Mike's weak voice broke through the comfortable silence that had carried on for the last five minutes.

"Yeah Mike?"

"Thanks f'r taking me to your place…"

Harvey quietly smiled as Mike's voice trailed off while he drifted off to sleep, head falling against Harvey's shoulder.

"No problem, kid."

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By the time they reached Harvey's apartment, it was already 7:00 in the evening. Mike was still fast asleep, head still resting on his shoulder.

Harvey gently shook the young man to wake him up. "Mike, Mike, wake up. We're here."

Slowly, Mike came back to consciousness and regained his bearings.

"Whaa? Where're we?"

"At my apartment. Now come on, let's go inside." With that, the two made their way to the door of the apartment. Harvey kept a hand of Mike's shoulder to keep him steady. When they got inside, Mike stared at his surroundings in awe.

"Whoa."

Harvey couldn't help but laugh. When he noticed that Mike was starting to sway slightly, he figured the kid should probably get some rest.

"Come on Mike, let's get you to bed now." Gently leading him to the bedroom, he noticed a duffel bag that Donna had texted him she was dropping off. Inside were a few sets of Mike's clothes as well as other items he would need. Who knew what Harvey would do without Donnna.

"Alright kid, Donna brought you some clothes that you'll probably find more comfortable. I'll help you get them on."

Mike seemed to gain some energy at this.

"I can do it myself, Harvey."

The stubbornness in his voice made Harvey realize that the only way Mike would give in to accepting help was when he realized himself that he couldn't do it.

"Okay, fine," Harvey sighed, handing him the duffel bag. "I'll be outside if you need me."

To his surprise, Mike emerged 10 minutes later dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt.

"Told you."

"Yeah, yeah. Now go get some sleep, you're exhausted already." Harvey made sure Mike was alright in bed before turning to leave. "Call if you need anything, kid."

Mike was already falling asleep again, but mumbled "Kay Harvey…thanks."

With that, he was already in a peaceful sleep.

Closing the door halfway, Harvey sent out a few text messages to Donna and Jessica, letting them know that neither him nor Mike would be at work for a few days.

Donna replied in a few minutes with, Look! The great Harvey Specter cares!

Harvey smirked. Of course Donna would say that. But maybe he was going a bit soft…deep in thought, he wandered over to the kitchen to get some leftovers before settling down in front of the television turned down low.

By now, it was getting pretty late, and Harvey realized he had no other option but to crash on the couch tonight. Well, at least it was a comfy couch.

Harvey probably wouldn't have gotten comfortable if he had known he would be woken soon by Mike's screams…