They sat in silence for a few minutes. Both men had things they wanted to say, but neither knew how to start the conversation.

Just when Harvey though of something, he was interrupted by Mike's lips on his. He was taken aback, but kept it going. They didn't need to talk. Not right now.

Mike pulled back first. "This is all I want. I don't care what you want to call it. I'm not gay. I don't want to be your boyfriend. I'm attracted to you and last night was amazing." Harvey noticed the way he exaggerated the word "amazing."

"Let's not ruin this."

That was all Mike had to say before Harvey led him into the bedroom.

Although he would never admit it, Harvey knew Mike was amazed to be in his bedroom. He looked around like a kid in a castle.

"What could possibly be more entertaining in here than me?" Harvey teased.

Mike gave him that adorable smile he's been waiting for. "Not a damn thing."

Harvey woke up a few hours later. It was about 3am. He rolled over and nearly crushed Mike. The kid was spread eagle across the bed. No wonder Harvey felt like he was falling. He's nearly on the edge of the bed.

This posed a dilemma. Mike looked so peaceful sleeping, making his snoring noise or whatever it was. So peaceful… so… so….

Harvey sighed. He can't keep doing this. He doesn't know what his feelings are and Mike made it clear that this was all they'll have. Maybe that's what Harvey needs. A quick fling to get over this thing he has for Mike

But what happens when they break up? Wait no. Not break up because they're not dating.

Harvey ultimately decided that this was his bed and he was going to sleep in it. He moved Mike as gently as he could but he woke up.

"Kicking me out? Could've at least woke me up."

Harvey smiled. "I wouldn't have woken you up if you didn't take up the whole bed."

Mike rolled over and opened his arms for Harvey to curl into. Harvey stood for a second thinking about it. It probably wasn't a good idea…

"Come to bed before I make you," Mike growled. He was in the mood and as soon as Harvey heard that voice, he was also.

Forgetting all of his concerns, Harvey jumped into bed with Mike.

The next morning, Harvey felt so relaxed. Somehow during the night, he changed positions with Mike and was now holding the kid. It just hit Harvey that since this started, Mike has been the initiator. Harvey didn't like that. Next time, he'd have to change things up.

Next time? There was going to be a next time?

Harvey laughed because he knew what he wanted. He wanted Mike. And nothing, not even his own doubts, would stop him from getting what he wants.

He got out of bed, careful not to wake Mike. He was up early so he figured he would cook for them.

It's been awhile, but Harvey remembered how to make the French toast he ate growing up. He made a few stacks of it along with some bacon and eggs, in case Mike didn't like it.

Just as he finished the bacon, Mike came stumbling out of the bedroom.

"What.. what is that heavenly smell?"

Mike looked up to see Harvey staring at him with a grin on his face.

"What is it? Something on me?" Mike started looking for what Harvey was looking at. He didn't realize that Harvey was staring at him. He came stumbling out, rubbing those beautiful blue eyes in nothing but boxers. As Mike spun in circles looking for what Harvey saw, the older man couldn't help but have a full blown smile when he saw the scratches on Mike's back from the night before.

"You're just so.." Harvey couldn't think of the word he wanted to use.

So Mike stepped in with suggestions. "Handsome? Gorgeous? Amazing in bed?"

Yes all of those.

"Perfect."

Mike stopped eating.

"You're perfect Mike."

Mike gave him the biggest smile. "Thanks" and he winked at Harvey and continued to shove his face. Harvey was glad he liked the French toast.

Mike went to work the next morning with the biggest smile on his face. The elevator was crowded, so Harvey stood behind him. While Mike was lost in his thoughts, he felt a hand grab his ass. It caught him off guard and he bumped into the person next to him, causing the guy to drop everything he was holding.

Mike flushed and apologized profusely. When he helped the guy clean up, he shot a look at Harvey. Harvey was too busy whistling and not looking at Mike to notice.

He couldn't believe this was happening. All of his flirting with Rachel was nothing compared to-

Rachel.

He completely forgot about her. She took a few days off to visit her father who was in the hospital.

What was he going to do? He had to call it off with her.

But what is this thing with Harvey? Is it real?

All he knew… was that he liked Harvey. Harvey felt something towards him. And he felt nothing for Rachel.

He didn't want to break up with her over the phone, but he had to. If he talked to her in person, he might let something slip that he didn't mean to.

During his lunch break, he went to the roof and gave her a call.

What he didn't know was that Harvey had followed him up, hoping for some fun during lunch.

When Harvey reached the door, he opened it and stepped onto the roof. He will never get over how beautiful the view is.

He heard Mike's voice and hid behind a pipe to hear what he was saying.

"Hey Rach, how's it going?"

Damn it. Harvey forgot about Rachel. What was Mike going to tell her? The truth? She knows about his Harvard lie. He's not going to lie about this. Harvey wasn't going to let him tell the truth.

"Listen, I really need to talk to you… I don't think we should see each other anymore."

Harvey stopped. He didn't expect this.

"What? No Rachel please don't be upset. This really has nothing to do with you. It's me. I've been really busy at work and the case load is only going to get heavier once we finish this merger."

He was lying to her. She would find out eventually, so what is he getting at?

"Rachel. I have something really weird I need to ask you."

Harvey was completely lost.

"Can you please act like we are still dating? Don't tell anyone we broke up. Not Donna or Harvey. Can we act the same in the office? Please. This is really important to me. I will tell you everything one day Rachel. I promise…. No this is only a secret because I am not the only person involved and I want to ask their permission before I disclose anything."

It's so hot when he talks like a lawyer, Harvey thought.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to sound so lawyerish. But I promise this is nothing illegal or dangerous. It just has to do with trust. I'm not ready to betray this person's trust… Another woman? No… no it's not another woman. THAT I can promise you."

Harvey saw Mike smile from where he was hiding.

"Thank you Rachel. Call me as soon as you are back. I want to know everything that happened."

Before he even hung up the phone, Harvey left.

It's been about a month since they first got together. Most of the time, they went to Harvey's. They didn't go to Mike's after that first time. There was never a discussion about it. They just got in the car and Ray dropped them off at Harvey's. They would spend the entire car ride discussing cases to make Ray think they were working. Sometimes, when they didn't have a case to discuss, they would make one up in the car with the most farfetched lawsuit. Ray never responded so they couldn't be sure if he was actually listening.

Not much had changed. They went to work, went to Harvey's and went to work in the morning. Even on days they didn't spend the night, Harvey would pick Mike up. Rumors in the office were that Mike's bike broke. The crazier rumors said that Harvey hit Mike on his bike and ruined it and that's why he drove him all the time.

Whatever the rumors, they weren't the truth.

One night they were in bed when Mike pulled away and just looked at Harvey. This scared Harvey because he knew this look. This was his "I have something I want to say but I'm afraid you'll kick my ass look."

"Just say it Mike."

Harvey knew it was serious when Mike got off of him and leaned against the headboard.

"What are we doing?"

It was time. The talk they put off for a month. It was inevitable.

Harvey didn't know what to say so he just gave him an emotionless stare.

"Harvey I like you a lot. I have feelings that I've never had for anyone ever. I don't just want to screw around. I want something more."

This was it. Mike wanted what Harvey wanted.

"I'm sorry Mike. No."

Wait… did he really say that?

"This has gone on for way too long. One time was too many. We work together. I am your superior. We had fun, but it can't go on."

No! You don't mean it! Tell him the truth! Tell him you-

Mike looked like he was going to cry or scream or both. But all he did was gather his clothes, throw them on and left.

Harvey got him and poured himself some alcohol. Not scotch. Some strong, exotic drink a client gave him. The guy warned him to only do two or three shots at most but Harvey drank enough to know that people were usually wrong.

So when he did seven shots, he shouldn't have been surprised when he was slurring and on the verge of blacking out.

It was 230am. Mike was probably sleeping by now.

Forget Mike. You told him what you wanted and he left. It was easy.

This isn't what you want…

SHUT UP!

He couldn't quiet his mind. He took another shot, and it helped the angry thoughts. Now all he could think about was the good times he had with Mike.

Before Harvey thought about what he was doing, he had his phone in his hand, pressing one for Mike's speed dial.

It rang. And rang. No answer. Harvey smiled when he heard Mike's voice on the machine.

After the beep, Harvey began "Mike. It's Harvey Specter. Of course it's Harvey Specter. DO you know anyone else named Harvey?" Harvey stopped for a liquor burp, then continued. "Mike I'm so sorry. I didn't want you to leave. I never want you to leave. I miss… I miss you. All the time. I can be looking at you and I still miss you. Please.. please come back. Don't leave me again. I.. I love.."

Harvey panicked and hung up the phone. He wasn't going to say that to Mike over a drunken voicemail. Maybe Mike won't hear the last part. Maybe he won't hear any of it.

Harvey woke up with a headache so bad it felt like someone was ripping his head open and directly stabbing his brain. That guy wasn't kidding about the alcohol.

Uh oh. Alcohol, calling Mike, almost saying he loved him.

What did Harvey do?

He jumped out of bed and showered. Maybe if he got to work early enough, it would appear that he was busy and Mike would leave him alone. Mike's a smart kid. He wouldn't make a scene in the office.

On his way to work, he made a list of all the things he could do to keep him busy until Mike left. He had a decent list. He'd be occupied for most of the day.

He walked in and sat at his desk. Donna came in an hour later, amazed at how early Harvey was in. He asked her if Mike was in yet and was relieved when she said no.

Harvey was on the phone with a client, rubbing his head, when Mike threw open the door to Harvey's office.

"Yeah just tell them-"

"What the hell Harvey!"

He didn't expect Mike to yell. He saw Donna jump in her seat, but she didn't turn around. A few people in the hall stopped to listen to what was going on. Harvey gave them one glare and they all went about their business.

"I'll call you back."

Harvey hated having to hang up on a client. He figured his best approach to Mike was an emotionless, professional one.

"What is the problem, Mr. Ross?"

He saw the fire in Mike's eyes intensify after that. Mike looked like he was going to punch him.

"You know damn well what the problem is. You call last night-"

Harvey put his hand up and Mike immediately shut his mouth. Even though they were fighting, it was nice for Harvey to see he still had some control over his associate.

Harvey pointed to the intercom and unplugged it.

"Won't she notice when we're not talking?"

"Yes but by that point this conversation will be over. What do you want Mike?"

Mike snapped. He kept his voice down since they were in a glass room. An outsider could tell they were fighting but they wouldn't know why.

"You left that message, which I assume you were drunk for, and you didn't think I would react to it?"

"Look Mike I-"

"No Harvey. Shut up. Just shut up."

Harvey tried to remain calm, but that surprised him.

"I told you how I felt and you… you threw me out like garbage. Then I wake up this morning to that phone call and suddenly I'm in a tailspin. I almost didn't come in today. I almost sat home and got drunk with plans to beat myself up over you. But I'm not. I didn't do anything wrong. You did. So Harvey, this is it. I want nothing to do with you anymore. You can't even say you love me when you're drunk. You'll never be capable of any real emotion."

Mike didn't let Harvey speak. He turned around and walked out.

It was hard for Harvey to pretend like he didn't care about what Mike said. He obviously heard when Harvey almost said he loved him. But he doesn't. He never said it. He stopped himself.

Harvey actually got to leave work around 6. Mike had left a few hours ago to take care of his grandmother.

His head hurt. The case was getting to him, he told himself.

No it's not. Mike is.

Stop. No he's not.

Keep telling yourself that. You realize you've thought about him more today than all of your work combined? Right. He's not bugging you.

His mind was racing. He couldn't stop it again.

Alcohol won't help. You need to talk to Mike.

No I don't.

Yes… You do.

Harvey decided it was time to go home. He had enough for today. He called Ray and met him outside.

When Harvey got to his apartment, the last thing he expected was to see Mike leaning against his front door with his headphones in.

Harvey stepped out of the car and Mike looked up. He took the headphones out.

"Hey uh… they wouldn't let me inside so I had to wait out here."

"How long have you been here?"

"132 minutes."

Harvey smiled. He loved Mike's memory.

He loved-

"Can I come upstairs?" Mike asked so innocently.

When they got to Harvey's apartment, Mike got ready to give the speech he wrote and went over a million times, though he didn't need to. He was going to do this-

"Mike…"

He looked at Harvey. Something about his eyes told Mike to keep quiet.

"I apologize for how I reacted. I shouldn't have spoken before I actually thought about what I wanted to say. I said what I did because I was scared. I'm scared to be close to someone, anyone. It's not just you."

He was stalling. Just say it! SAY IT!

"I love you Mike. I love you. I'm sorry it took so long for me to tell you. It took me this long to admit it to myself. I am crazy about you. When I wake up in the morning and you're not there, I hope it's a nightmare and that I'll wake up in your arms. But I don't. The only feeling of comfort comes from the fact that I'll see you in a few hours when I pick you up. Even then, it takes everything in my power to not kiss you in the back of the car. I don't care who sees. I don't care if Jessica is driving the damn car. Mike I just want to be with you."

Harvey went to Mike before he could say anything and kissed him. It wasn't like anything they've done before. It was slow, meaningful.

When Mike pulled away, he leaned his forehead against Harvey's.

"I love you Mike."

Mike smiled at him. "Thank you."

He led Harvey by the hand into the bedroom.

They spent hours in bed until Harvey couldn't keep his eyes open. When he rolled over, he noticed it was only 10pm. Mike was spread out across the bed again.

Harvey laughed and shook him. "Mike wake up. You're taking up the whole bed."

Mike didn't budge.

"Come on. Your fake sleep trick isn't working. Move over."

No response.

He moved Mike rather aggressively and he didn't wake up.

"Mike?"

Harvey shook the boy. Hard. He put his hand on Mike's neck.

No pulse.

He jumped out of bed and called 911. The operator told him how to administer CPR and he did so until the ambulance showed up.

On the way downstairs, he called Donna. What was he going to tell her?

"It's Mike."

That's all he needed to say.

Hey everyone, thanks for the reviews. I had a great time writing this. I hope to write more stories when inspiration hits. There will be one last chapter, connecting everything together. I hope to have it up by Wednesday or Thursday

Reviews appreciated!