Chapter Five:
"Where are we going?" Mike asked confused as Ray turned right after the traffic lights.
"The doctor said you need someone to keep an eye on you, so I thought it'd make sense if you stay at mine for the night." explained Harvey.
"Just for tonight." said Mike. "I'm capable of taking care of myself, I'm sick not disabled."
"Of course." said Harvey calmly, although slightly hurt by Mike's reaction to his offer.
Mike instantly felt bad for snapping at Harvey, he knew Harvey was only trying to help but Mike was exhausted and he was reluctant to start relying on him for too much.
"Donna brought some of your things over." said Harvey slowly once they got inside, studying Mike's face waiting for him to realise that she knew he was sick.
"She knows." he stated quietly looking at Harvey. "What did she say?"
"She's pretty upset." Harvey said sighing. Upset was an understatement, they were both devastated.
Mike nodded sadly as he sat down on Harvey's large leather couch. "I need to tell Jessica." He swallowed thickly. "I just don't want to be treated differently."
"I'll take care of it." reassured Harvey. "Just rest for now, I'll show you where the guest room is."
Harvey left Mike to sort his things in the guest room while he went to make a cup of coffee for himself. A few moments later he heard a retching sound from the guest room and quickly went in to check on Mike. He found Mike in the en-suite bathroom floor vomiting, his face pale and glistening with sweat.
"Shit Mike, are you okay?" he gasped leaning down beside him.
Mike nodded weakly, his hands were trembling. "Side effects." he mumbled quickly before another wave of sickness washed over him and he went back to hunching over the toilet.
Harvey walked briskly into the kitchen and grabbed the medication Mike had been prescribed and a glass of water before hurrying back to Mike.
"Take this." he said handing Mike the glass and pill.
Mike smiled a little in appreciation before he shakily took the glass and painfully swallowed the water and medication.
"Here, I'll help you up." Harvey said pulling Mike up off of the cold tiled floor and pulling him to his feet. Mike leaned heavily on Harvey for support, he felt dizzy and exhausted.
Once Mike was lying down in the bed, Harvey got a basin and placed it on the floor beside his associate.
"Don't need my expensive bedding ruined." he said smirking.
The corner of Mike's lips tugged up a little. "That's caring of you."
Harvey turned off the lights and closed the door half way behind him before walking into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of scotch, he decided he'd ring Jessica to tell her about Mike and then go to bed, he was tired himself.
Harvey had only been asleep for a couple of hours before he woke up to the sound of Mike getting sick again, he wearily rubbed his eyes before getting up out of his bed to go and check on him.
Mike was leaning over the side of the bed gripping the basin tightly. Harvey went into the bathroom to get a wet facecloth before coming back into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed beside Mike.
"You should've been a nurse." laughed Mike as little while lying down as Harvey placed the cloth on his forehead.
"Don't push it." he said struggling to hold back a smile.