Warnings: Slash (not too graphic), Drug use, Drinking
Harvey was tired. He knew it was time to leave, but he was so close to the end of the document he pushed through. It was midnight. He knew he was alone in the office so when he slammed his fists into the desk, he didn't expect Mike to come running in. What was the kid still doing here?
"Harvey what's wrong?"
Mike was wide-eyed, hair a mess with one headphone in his ear. Harvey noticed it wasn't connected to anything. He must've been asleep and jumped up from his desk when he heard Harvey, dropping the MP3 player.
"It's nothing. I thought I was alone. I haven't seen you since eight. I thought you did the smart thing and went home."
"Why go home when this office is nicer than my apartment? I just need a bed and a shower and I can live-"
"Mike what are you still doing here?"
Mike sighed. He looked at the ground for a second then back up at Harvey.
Harvey's heart dropped. Wait, why? The kid didn't do anything. He's just standing there in that baby blue tie that makes his eyes look… stunning.
Huh? Did he just saw a grown man's eyes look stunning?
Time for bed.
"I'm leaving. You're leaving also. You're not staying here alone."
"Trying to take me home, Mr. Specter?"
That caught Harvey off guard. Nothing catches Harvey off guard.
"Go home. We have a big day tomorrow and I don't need you falling asleep during Anderson's deposition."
"Fine fine. Let me get my things and I'll go."
"No you're leaving with me. I'm making sure you actually go home. I'm calling Ray. He'll be here in fifteen. He can drop you off."
"What about my bike?"
"We'll put it in the trunk. Stop thinking of excuses and let's go."
Harvey tried calling Ray. There is a conference in the city and he can't get them. Although the company is sending someone else, it would take an hour.
"I'm just going to take my bike home," Mike decided.
"Cut the shit. There's a bar down the street open until four. We'll get some drinks."
Harvey really didn't want to be alone. He didn't understand why. Usually he enjoys it. Something is different tonight though. Something's been different for awhile now. He finds he enjoys going to work. He used to enjoy kicking ass, but now he doesn't mind being in the office. He actually gets along with Louis now. They had dinner the other night and Louis made him laugh. Not a fake Specter laugh, a real chuckle.
This new behavior started when Mike showed up, but has really picked up since Mike chose Harvey over Louis. Harvey even told Louis he can have Mike whenever he needs and not as a form of punishment for the kid.
Mike took one look at the bar. It wasn't something he would expect Harvey to hang out in. It was very low key, small, and quiet. Mike barely noticed when they got to it.
Harvey opened the door and the bartender greeted him by name.
"I've been working with you for almost a year. Why have I never been here?"
"There was never a reason for us to come here. We're usually not in the office so late on the same days, and when we are, I don't know about it or I'd kick your ass for being there that late."
Why was Harvey so protective of him? He wants to be a lawyer, he has to be able to deal with these long nights.
"I'm getting a scotch. What do you want?"
"Just water. I don't have much money."
"Jesus kid.. I'm paying. Well, Pearson-Darby's paying," Harvey winked.
What are you doing? You just winked at the kid.
Mike didn't seem to notice. He just laughed at Harvey and told him to recommend a drink. Of course he recommends scotch.
For about 45 minutes, they sat and drank and talked. Mike told Harvey about how things were going with Rachel.
This annoyed Harvey. He liked Rachel sure, but could he trust her with Mike's secret?
It doesn't matter what you think Harvey. Mike trusts her. That's all that matters.
So then why doesn't Harvey like her? No he does like her. He doesn't like her with Mike. He doesn't like Mike with anyone…
Harvey finished his drink and ordered another. He knows he shouldn't. He orders one for Mike.
Mike already looked like he was gonna fall out of his chair. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" He just stared at Harvey with those big, blue, drunk eyes.
"Think of it as sleep medicine." Mike laughed at Harvey's joke and it made Harvey smile. Damn straight he should laugh. Harvey's a funny guy.
By the time the driver showed up, they were both way too drunk for two lawyers who had work tomorrow.
They got to Mike's place. The poor kid could barely stand.
"Do you need help getting upstairs?"
"I'm-" Mike fell out of the car. Harvey jumped out and helped him into his apartment.
Harvey hadn't been in here in awhile. It was… clean. It must be Rachel's doing. No way would a man keep his apartment this clean.
Mike unbuttoned his shirt, took off his pants and passed out in bed. Harvey watched him for a few minutes to make sure he was alright. When he saw Mike's breathing steady, he went downstairs to head home.
The car was gone.
Harvey called the driver. The guy barely spoke English. From what Harvey gathered, the guy assumed they lived together because Harvey never came back down.
What was he going to do? There are no cabs around, and the driver is long gone.
Harvey had no choice. He had to stay at Mike's. He walked back up the stairs and knocked on the door. A drunk, sloppy Mike answered the door. Harvey couldn't help but smile. He looked adorable.
AH! What?! No.
"Hey Mike. Can I stay here? The driver left."
He looked at Harvey for a second. "Yeah dude of course. Mi casa es su casa."
Harvey went back into the apartment. Since he only had one bedroom, Harvey started setting up the couch.
Mike went into the bedroom and came out a minute later holding a wooden box.
"Wanna smoke?"
Harvey looked at Mike in disbelief. "I thought you got rid of that shit."
"C'mon man. We had fun last time. It'll help with the hangover in the morning."
Harvey knew that was a lie, but he figured why not. He asked Mike for a drink. Since Mike only had Cotton Candy vodka, he settled for that.
"Sorry. It's all Rachel drinks."
Right. Rachel. His girlfriend.
As Harvey drank his vodka, which he had to admit wasn't that bad, Mike rolled a joint for them. It was a little bigger than Harvey expected but he didn't care. The company had drug tests the other week. Mike passed his, so he must've just picked this up.
"This better be from the newspaper guy."
Mike gave him that smile. Oh that smile…
"Who else?"
After they smoked and Harvey had a few vodkas, he felt amazing. The combination of weed and liquor made him feel invincible. He didn't want to go to bed, and it looks like Mike didn't either.
They ate, talked, and smoked a little more. By three, Mike was ready for bed.
Harvey lied down on the couch but he couldn't sleep. Mike slept with the door open so he listened to Mike drift off. Now all he can hear is this cute snoring noise Mike's making.
Harvey sat up alarmed. He was smart, but it took him way too long to put everything together. His attitude change, his thoughts about Mike.
No… no.
Harvey wasn't gay. He had never thought of another guy before. Had he? It took him this long to put his thoughts together. Maybe when he was younger he had these thoughts but ignored them.
Is this why he can't keep a relationship with women? They satisfy him temporarily but nothing in the long run.
He needed to know the truth about himself.
Harvey got up, poured a glass of the vodka and downed it. It was enough to give him the courage he needed. No way was he doing this sober.
Harvey sighed. He turned around to face Mike's room when he saw Mike standing in the door.
He was caught off guard. "Mike.. I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep. I thought a drink would help." He could feel his words slurring.
Mike laughed and started walking towards Harvey. He tried to back up but he tripped over something and fell against the fridge. He looked up to see Mike standing less than a foot away from him.
Slowly, Mike got closer and was only inches from Harvey's face. He was close enough for Harvey to smell the alcohol and weed on him. There was another scent also. It must've been his body wash, buried under the smells of the night. He smelled amazing.
Mike looked Harvey up and down, like he was sizing up his prey. Harvey didn't know what was going on. When he decided on this plan a few minutes ago, he didn't see it turning out this way.
Harvey was the best damn closer in the city. He didn't need to wait for Mike. As he went to say something, Mike put his hand over Harvey's mouth.
"I know what you're thinking. But tonight, I'm the closer."
Holy crap… Mike just read his mind.
Harvey wasn't giving in that quickly. As soon as he grabbed Mike's hand to move it, he felt the shock.
Mike stepped back. He felt it also. Both men just looked at each other, stunned.
Harvey didn't know what was going to happen. He thought he blew his chance with Mike. He looked down and let out a sigh.
"Look, Mike-"
Mike stepped forward and kissed him. It wasn't slow. It wasn't romantic. It was rushed and excited and messy.
Harvey turned Mike around, grabbed his arms and pinned him to the fridge. Harvey's turn. He bit Mike's lower lip and tugged hard enough for Mike to moan under his breath Harvey's name. That was all he needed. Harvey lifted Mike up and carried him into the bedroom, not once letting go of his lip.
The next morning, Harvey woke up and forgot where he was. The bed was so uncomfortable but the blanket was amazing. He opened his eyes and realized it wasn't a blanket. It was Mike. Mike held onto him the whole night.
Oh no.. last night.
Harvey looked at his watch. It was only 6am. If he was quiet enough, he could sneak out. He gathered his things and left. Mike didn't even stir.
He went home and showered. A long, long shower. He was drunk but he remembered everything from the night before. What was he going to do at work today? He had to act normal. If anyone found out, his legal reputation would be ruined.
While waiting for Ray, Harvey finished getting ready. He convinced himself he had to do everything in his power to act normal. Hopefully Mike could be as calm.
Harvey walked into the office. He sent Donna to see if Mike was in yet. He wasn't. He'll give the kid some slack. After all, they had a hell of a time… twice…
Stop it. Not at work.
After about an hour, Mike finally showed up. The kid was only fifteen minutes late today which is earlier than other days.
Harvey had been looking up every few seconds for him. When he finally saw Mike walking towards his door, his heart melted. There he was. He looked amazing. He had the biggest smile on his face. Harvey smiled knowing it was because of him.
Mike came into the office. It was quiet for a second, then Mike asked for the Anderson file to look over before the deposition. Harvey handed it to him, noticing Mike brush his fingers along Harvey's as he grabbed the file. Mike winked at Harvey, pointed to the intercom, and walked out.
Smart kid. He knows Donna's listening. This is something she doesn't need to know about yet. He's going to have a hell of a time hiding this from her.
Harvey's day was fine until the deposition. Knowing he'd have to sit next to Mike for possibly hours was enough to get him excited. He's a grown man with a schoolgirl crush.
Donna called Harvey once the client was in the conference room. At least he wont be alone with Mike for now.
He got in there and was talking to the client until Mike came in, looking disheveled. He was cute when he was like this.
"Better late than never. Actually, never might have been better." Harvey had to keep up appearances.
Mike looked at him, said something about a copy jam, and they started the deposition.
Harvey started asking questions, but his mind was elsewhere. Just when he was able to push thoughts of Mike out of his head, he felt a hand on his leg.
What is Mike doing to him?! Mike's hand was gone just as fast as he put it there, but Harvey knew.
After the deposition, Harvey pulled Mike into the men's room. After making sure it was empty, Harvey turned to Mike.
"What the hell was that during the deposition?"
Mike smiled at him. "Foreplay?"
Harvey was stunned. He didn't expect Mike to be so open with this.
"Look, Mike. At work nothing can seem different. It was smart not to talk in my office but we do have to talk. You're coming to my place tonight and we are going to talk."
Mike looked a little disappointed. Harvey hated knowing he put that look on Mike's face. "Alright." Mike walked out without saying anything else.
Harvey was confused. They slept together once. Did Mike think they were dating? He didn't think Mike was that type of person.
Worked dragged on. He didn't see Mike for the rest of the day. Donna noticed something was up when he didn't come in at least five times. Harvey shrugged it off as he was doing something that took a lot of time. She didn't say anything so he hoped she bought it.
That night, Harvey let Mike know they were leaving in ten minutes.
"I'm not done with-"
"I don't care. Worry about it tomorrow. We have more important issues."
Some other associates looked up. They wondered what was so important that Harvey was pulling Mike off something for the Anderson case.
The ride to Harvey's was quiet. Mike didn't try to touch him, which upset Harvey more than it thought he would.
When they got to the apartment, Harvey grabbed two glasses, some scotch, and sat on the couch.
"Let's talk."
A/N: So there's part two. I'm having fun with this so I'm going to extend Mike/Harvey's story for another chapter then probably conclude it. That could change though! I appreciate feedback. It won't get any more graphic than what you just read.