Author's note: 1. Date #4 contains a sexy scene that might be mildly M-rated and date #6 mentions (only mentions!) dirty toys. Since I never really know what to warn for, I figured I'd take the safe approach and warn for those scenes. Oh, and perhaps I should warn for megafluff too. 2. The next chapter will be the last chapter but I'm planning to write an epilogue :)

Date #4: clothing store

This week, Harvey had brought Mike to a posh clothing store. He didn't want Mike to feel out of his element too much so he had chosen the least intimidating one that he knew.

"I'm telling you, Harvey. I never really get many chances to go out in something other than suits. Besides, I just know you're not going to let me pay."

Mike tried to talk Harvey out of the expensive shopping trip. He was currently sitting in the passenger's seat in the Volvo that Harvey was driving; the fact that he got to see Harvey driving with his sleeves rolled up was a good enough treat for him.

"Mike, this is for my own good."

"And, why is that?"

"We go out every Saturday and I'd like to see you in something nicer. No offense. You look adorable in less expensive clothes too but I think you could look even better."

Mike was about to say something incredibly logical and smart but he got distracted when Harvey shifted gears, looking as professional and sexy as a F1 driver.

"That's smoking hot." He declared.

"What's hot?" Harvey kept his eyes on the road.

"You shifting gears. Oh, I also loved it when you backed the car earlier. Your neck was nicely stretched while you checked the back."

Harvey laughed lightly. "I should drive you around more often then."

"Definitely. There's nothing sexier than a man who knows how to drive with elegance. Can I open the windows a bit? It's a little hot in here."

"Sure." Harvey wanted to ask Mike if he was all hot for him, but he didn't want to risk getting into an accident because he liked Mike's answer too much.

They were now inside the store with Mike gasping at the price tags and Harvey selecting clothes that would look good on his Mike. A clerk had offered to help but Harvey preferred to explore the store with Mike alone.

"Hey, try these. Take these too. And these." Harvey ended up handing over six pairs of jeans. Mike had a physique of a mannequin; Harvey felt like he would look great in almost anything.

"Harvey, it says that I can't take more than five into the fitting room."

"Oh, I'll hang on to these then."

Mike nodded and headed towards the fitting room. There were only two people waiting in line.

"Where are you going?" Harvey asked.

"I need to try these on before I buy anything."

"Well, the VIP fitting room is that way." Harvey pointed at the other side of the store.

"They have separate fitting rooms? And, you're a VIP?"

"Of course I'm a VIP, and VIPs are busy people. We never like to wait."

Harvey pointed him to the right direction and picked a few jackets that would keep his boyfriend warm. It was getting chilly and as much as he would love to keep him warm with his own body heat, he knew that he couldn't do that all the time.

"Harvey? Can you come in and take a look for me?"

Mike's head poked out of the fitting room and Harvey gladly strolled in, leaving everything he had in his hands in a nearby basket. He wolf-whistled at Mike wearing dark grey jeans. They were tight in all the right places and Mike simply looked delicious.

"Very nice, Mike. I could eat you alive with those jeans on."

"Haha, thanks. Do you think they're too tight?" Mike asked, checking himself in the mirror.

"Let me take a closer look." Harvey placed himself behind Mike, put his left arm around Mike's waist and shoved his right hand into the back of the jeans.

"Harvey!" Mike squeaked.

"What? You asked me if they were too tight. I'm checking if there's enough space for your own comfort."

"Well, while I appreciate your thoroughness, I really don't think it's necessary to move your hand… around like that..." Mike could feel himself enjoying Harvey's touch a little too much. The fact that he could see Harvey's wolfish grin through the mirror didn't help at all.

"You can make pretty noises, you know. This room is soundproof. There's a reason why there's a door instead of a curtain."

"And, how do you know that?" Mike narrowed his eyes at Harvey in the mirror. "Oh my god, you came here with someone else and did some really naughty stuff!"

Harvey didn't bother to deny the accusation; he rather focused his energy on moving his hand to the front of the jeans.

"Geez, Harvey. You can't do that!" Mike arched his back and thrust his hips forward.

"Don't tell me about the things I can't do, Mike." Harvey kept his mouth close to Mike's ear but made sure that his lips didn't touch the ear. "I'd rather hear about the things you'd let me do. So how about this?"

Harvey moved his hand in a way that made Mike close his eyes in pleasure. They had only slept together a few times but Harvey already knew his body so well.

"You liked that? Then how about this?"

With Harvey's breath tickling his left ear and his hand dirty-dancing inside his jeans, Mike knew that it was only a matter of time that he messed up the jeans.

"You open your eyes and stop biting your lips or I'll stop, Mike."

Mike's eyes shot open. "What? You can't stop now!"

Harvey let out a husky chuckle at Mike's desperate protest. "Then make some noise. You know how I want to hear everything."

"Harvey, I'm having trouble even standing still, let alone make a noise!"

Harvey started to pull his hand out.

"Okay, okay! You win, you kinky bastard!"

Harvey ignored the insult and carried on with his mission. Much to his delight, Mike had understood him well; he moaned and groaned shamelessly all the while locking eyes with him through the mirror.

'Christ, it looks like I'll have to buy a new pair of jeans as well.' Harvey pressed himself harder against Mike and it didn't take long for them to moan each other's name.

"Harvey…" Mike's knees gave out and Harvey guided him to the chair.

"Great. Now we'll have to buy these." Mike swatted Harvey's hand that was fondling his thigh.

"We were going to buy them anyway. They look fantastic on you."

"Thanks. Are you sure you don't want me to pay?" Mike caressed Harvey's arm. He loved Harvey's arms; they were strong and determined and made him feel safe when they were wrapped around him.

"I'm sure, Mike. I've got this." He dropped a kiss on Mike's temple.

He knew that his guidebook said 'Expensive gifts can be a burden at first' but since he didn't consider the state of their relationship to be near 'at first', he was confident that he was making the right move.

"Then we're buying only these." Mike pointed at the jeans that he was wearing.

"Nope, we're going to buy as many as I please. And, since you're so adamant about not owing me, I can share my ideas about how you can pay me back."

Judging by Harvey's tone, Mike could tell that those ideas involved him moaning and groaning all over Harvey's place.

"I think I'm falling for you."

Harvey's eyes widened at the sudden confession. He hadn't expected Mike to say such a thing, especially not in a fitting room when they were in a sticky mess.

"My hand was that good?"

Mike laughed. "It's just… I really like being around you. Whatever we get to do, time always flies! That only happens when you're spending time with someone you like, right? Besides, I like it when I see that you've texted me. I like when I hear your voice and turn around to meet your eyes. I also like it when I call your name and you look at me with a twinkle in your eyes. If that's not falling in love, I don't know what is."

Harvey thought that the confession was so very Mikish. It was simple, pure, and honest. He wanted to say something in return but he felt a lump in his throat. So he reached out and pulled Mike into his arms, peppering light kisses on his hair.

"Uh, Harvey, as much as I'd like you to keep kissing me, I really need to get out of these." Mike looked down at his new jeans.

"Way to ruin the moment, Mike." Harvey complained but he stood up and let Mike change back into his own jeans.

"I'll go pick a nice pair of jeans for you so you can change too. And, I'll be buying those!" Mike held up a finger, telling Harvey that the matter was not up for discussion.

"Fine, puppy. Go fetch me something wearable."

Mike stole a quick kiss from Harvey before leaving the fitting room. He hadn't planned to confess his love in a fitting room but he didn't regret it. Harvey seemed touched by his words and that's all he needed to remember.

Date #5: Romantic picnic

"You know, Harvey, I've always had a thing for pilots." Mike grinned as he sat next to Harvey in the small plane.

"Is that true?"

"Yes. Top Gun! Tom was so hot in there."

"Ah, good to know you have great taste in movies."

Mike chuckled. He just knew that Harvey was dying to add 'unlike in ties'. He was always excited when he was on a date with Harvey but today he was outexciting himself. If Harvey driving a car was sexy, Harvey flying a plane was a wet dream coming true.

"Helmet, Mike."

"Oh right." Mike stopped staring at his personal pilot and put on the helmet.

"We're flying south to get more sunshine." Harvey started the engine and made sure that they had their seatbelts on.

"Cool! Anywhere in particular?"

"No, we're going to land wherever we feel like landing."

"Ooh, I like that. Adventure!"

Harvey checked if they had enough fuel for a round-trip. He didn't want to land wherever their fuel supply would allow them. "Ready?"

"Yes, Captain." Mike raised his hand in salute and the plane took off.

"When did you learn how to fly a plane?" Mike asked as he made sure that their picnic basket was safely tied up in the back.

"When I tried to impress a girl in law school." Harvey chuckled.

"Really? And, how did that work out for you?" Mike was just curious, not jealous. There was no need to be jealous when Harvey had admitted that he loved him.

"Well, let's just say that I wasn't able to fly for a while without smelling thrown-up popcorn and vodka in a plane."

"Eww, that's awful. I'm sorry." Mike didn't feel sorry at all but he liked to be polite.

"Regarding that matter, I hope you don't have motion sickness."

"Haha, I'm strong, Harvey. What is motion sickness?"

Harvey laughed at Mike's playful tone and pinched him on the cheek.

"So… care to have some grapes?" Mike retrieved the picnic basket from the back and opened it.

"I thought we were going to have a picnic when we land."

"Yeah, that was the plan. But you look so hot in that pilot uniform that I now have other things in mind for when we land."

Harvey felt like landing immediately but they were still flying over the city. He honestly didn't mind landing on a rooftop but it didn't seem like a romantic spot for Mike.

'Jesus, am I even hearing myself? Romantic? Really?' Harvey grumbled but when Mike fed him a grape with a pretty smile on his face, he found himself stomaching both the grape and the romance.

"What do you think? I think it's all right." Mike ate a few grapes himself.

"Delicious." Harvey felt like he could eat almost anything as long as Mike fed him with those sensual fingers.

"Uh, Harvey, for our safety, I think you should keep your eyes on the sky." Mike caught him staring at his fingers.

"Of course." Harvey was a little embarrassed. He felt weak and emotionally vulnerable. He had better control over himself these days but it still felt like a long way to go.

"Aww, don't feel bad about yourself. I actually like it better when you're a little vulnerable." Mike smiled. He was getting better at reading Harvey's expressions.

"Nonsense. Nobody likes people who are vulnerable."

"But it's normal to be vulnerable at times!" Mike fed him a slice of tangerine. "Plus, when you're vulnerable, I can protect you and make you feel better. I'd love to protect you! You might not see it, but as I said, I'm strong, Harvey. You don't have to be the stronger one all the time."

Mike's sincere words made Harvey grab his shoulder with one hand and pull him in for an urgent kiss. He had to kiss him right now really hard or he was going to fall apart. Mike kissed him back with matching urgency and both of them momentarily forgot that they were up in the air.

"Harvey!" As passionate as the kiss was, Mike had to pull back and warn him about the danger. The plane was heading downwards.

Harvey let go of Mike and took control of the plane again. "Perhaps this wasn't a great idea after all. We're too gorgeous to die young."

Mike laughed. "I think this was a great idea! You know what they say. There's nothing like a near-death experience to make people share a strong bond."

"A near-death experience? Come on. It wasn't that bad. I have amazing flying skills."

"Whatever you say." Mike chuckled and kissed Harvey on the corner of his mouth. He wasn't sure about the flying skills but his boyfriend definitely had an amazing mouth.

Date #6: The open market fair

So far, Mike had got five answers out of Harvey; one at the end of each date. Apart from the eye cream, Donna had given her boss: 1) a tie made by an Italian artisan who only sold to customers that he pleased, 2) a can opener which she and Harvey still used in the office for their pre-trial ritual, 3) a picture of Harvey, Ray, and her in a frame (she had made Louis take it for them), 4) A pack of 'Do not ask' cards which Harvey could use when he didn't want Donna to ask him about something, 5) A pack of 'Make Louis cry' cards which Harvey hadn't used yet just to annoy Donna.

This Saturday, they had come to an open market fair to look for kids' toys. Every once in a while, Mike visited a bunch of kids at the nearby orphanage where Jenny worked as a volunteer. In three weeks' time, it was Easter and Mike wanted to give the kids new toys. Apparently the kids were going to decorate their Easter eggs with Jenny, so Mike opted to visit them with toys, wearing a bunny costume.

"I can't believe you're willing to wear a bunny costume." Harvey shook his head.

"Well, it's for the kids!"

"But you're a puppy, not a bunny." Harvey pointed out. It was a big deal for him.

"Aww, don't worry, Harvey. Underneath the costume, I'll still be your puppy." Mike smiled sweetly and earned a quick kiss.

"You know, you should come over for Easter. Grammy and I are going to have a big dinner at my place." Mike suggested, linking arms with Harvey.

"It's a family occasion, Mike. I'm not going to interrupt that."

"Harvey, Grammy pretty much ordered you to kiss me, remember? Trust me, she'd love to have you around."

Harvey did want to spend as much time with Mike as possible but he didn't want to be out of line. "Tell you what. You ask her opinion and if she's fine with it, I'll come to your place, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks, Harvey. She's going to love it."

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

Both of them stopped dead in their tracks at Harvey's last word but their reactions were completely different.

'Oh, geez, this is going to be the death of me. Maybe I have hormone issues. Don't pregnant women become awfully emotional because their hormone levels tend to skyrocket?' Harvey moaned inwardly.

'Oh my god, he called me a sweetheart!' Mike squealed inwardly.

Mike wondered if Harvey was under some sort of a love spell. He could think of two people who could pull it off; Donna and his grandmother.

'It's probably Grammy. She has all the time in the world in that nursing home. Who knows what she does all day?'

Mike glanced at Harvey and saw that he looked utterly mortified. He took one of Harvey's hands in his and started walking again. "Hey, I liked it. I like having a sweet boyfriend. You can call me anything you want. I promise I won't laugh and enjoy it as much as I can."

"I can hear you already giggling, Mike." Harvey sighed and put their linked hands in his coat pocket. He didn't want anyone to snatch his pretty Mike away.

"Haha, I'm only laughing because I find you cute!"

"I don't do cute."

"But it's a good look on you! Look around! You're by far the cutest guy around here!"

"So it's all about the looks, hmm?"

"Well, it helps that you're quite brainy and that you drive and fly like a movie star." Then Mike leaned towards Harvey and whispered, "Oh, and you're like a porn star in bed."

"I'll take that as a compliment." The usual smug look was back on Harvey's face and Mike thought about skipping the fair and jumping Harvey instead, but he really needed to buy some toys. He would hate to disappoint the kids more than anything.

"Oh, I think the girls would like these." Mike pointed at the small music boxes that had the shape of a star.

So they proceeded to take a look at all sorts of stars, opening them one by one to listen to the music. Apparently, such music boxes came in all colors, sizes, and music.

"Wow, I never thought that there could be so many star-shaped music boxes!" Mike was surprised.

"Tell me about it." Harvey was offended by the number of stars that were trying to outshine his associate.

"The girls probably won't care too much about the music. So which one looks prettier? This one or this one?" Mike held up two stars in front of Harvey but all Harvey could see was Mike's face in the middle. "Harvey?"

"Hmm?"

"Which one?"

Harvey frowned at the two stars. "Shouldn't they look shinier?"

"But these are literally glittering, Harvey."

Harvey shrugged. "I don't know. You're the only shiny thing around here, babe."

While Harvey had the 'Oops, I did it again!' look on his face, Mike leaned in for a kiss, praying that the love spell wouldn't be broken for a while. After a while, he was confident that Harvey would love him whether he was under a spell or not.

"Oops!"

During the kiss, Mike accidentally dropped one of the music boxes on the ground and the selling lady gave him a mean look. "Uh, we'll have to buy that one."

"Yeah, it looks like the fates have spoken."

Mike cackled and picked up the music box. He didn't want the girls to fight over music boxes so he figured that he could buy them with the same size and shape but with different colors and music. "Do you have eight of this model?"

The lady now gave him a warm look as she went to fetch the music boxes from one of the boxes.

"What are you going to get for the boys?" Harvey asked while waiting for the lady to return.

"I was thinking robots."

Harvey nodded. "Good idea."

Then he got a good idea of his own. "I think you should let me buy you a toy too."

Mike laughed. "I know you call me a kid, Harvey, but I'm not a real kid."

"I know that. But I think you should remember that there are many types of toys."

Mike almost dropped his wallet as he realized what Harvey was implying. "Harvey! We're at an open market fair!"

"So what?" Harvey tried his best to bite back his smile. Mike looked prettily flustered.

"What do you mean so what? They don't sell those things here!"

"How do you know? Have you looked around?"

"I just know!"

"So if they sold them, would you let me buy you one?"

"What? Why are we even discussing this? They don't sell them here, okay?"

"Okay." Harvey nodded with a satisfied smile. Mike's response gave him a lot of good ideas and he couldn't wait to try out each and every one of them.

"Let's get the robots and go to my place. We've seen enough here." Mike let Harvey hold on to the bag of music boxes and headed quickly to the robot corner.

Harvey chuckled as he noticed how pink Mike's ears had become. It didn't take him even a second to agree with Mike's plan; he wasn't crazy about open market fairs but he was crazy about Mike. The sooner they arrived at Mike's place, the sooner he could whisper in those pink ears just how many different ways he could use to love him if Mike ever let him buy him a toy.