Fill: Brad/Nate & Mike/Harvey, suits x-over, "If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here" 1/2abrokencompassDecember 16 2011, 22:43:45 UTC
written with the aid of written? kitten! and the lovely jgl thread above :)
"So what's the meeting about. The guy already has us on retainer, right? So we aren't wining and dining him," Mike mused as he hurried to keep up with Harvey's long stride. The door to the restaurant was just up ahead, and he wanted to get as much information out of the well-dressed closer as he could before they reached it. "So why the restaurant? If it's for a case shouldn't we meet at the office?"
Harvey rolled his eyes. "Calm down before you have an accident from excitement, puppy. Look, Nate is an old friend of mine from Harvard. I was doing law and he was getting his master's from Kennedy. We're meeting here because this is more of a personal matter."
Mike felt his ears perk at the mention of a "friend". Harvey had very few friends, and none that he knew of outside of work. And a college buddy? Mike could feel the excitement building.
"Nate wants us to write up a new power of attorney, will, look into a civil union for he and his partner. They couldn't before now due to DADT. Nate hasn't been in the Marines for a few years, but his partner, Brad, is still a Recon Marine. That's how they met," Harvey revealed.
Mike forced a smirk from his face. So not only was this the most romantic case they'd handled, but it was with another gay couple, and a friend of Harvey's to boot. This just kept getting better and better.
They reached the door just then, Harvey holding it open to allow Mike to walk in first. Luckily, Mike was used to being treated as the girl in the relationship, so he let it go. Besides, it was nice to be doted on sometimes. Well, what passed for doting to Harvey Spector, anyway.
Harvey glanced around the dining room once before pointing at table near the window. "There they are."
Mike surveyed the two men sitting at the table Harvey had pointed to as they wound their way through the room. The one of the left was obviously quite tall with short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Knowing that he was a Marine fit perfectly actually, almost like he should always have a sword in hand or something. The guy to his right was slightly shorter, although obviously in shape like the man on the left, with darker hair and blue eyes. Both were quite attractive, although Mike had never known Harvey to associate with anyone less than extremely attractive.
"You might want to wipe your face, I think you might be drooling," Harvey stated somewhat snippily.
Mike smirked. "Why Harvey, are you jealous? Don't worry, you're the only one for me. After all, who else would I find to verbally harass me as you do?"
"Good boy."
They reached the table and both men stood up to shake hands with Mike and Harvey, introductions being made all around. All four men sat down, ordered drinks and lunch, and got right down to business.
Harvey gestured to Mike, who reached into his bag to pull out the documents Harvey had handed him earlier.
"I took the liberty of drawing up the basic documents I thought you'd want. How about you take a look and let me know what you like and what we need to change. Also, I figured Brad might want to do the same thing on his side, so I drew up another set of documents for him just in case," Harvey finished, handing them over. "Power of attorney, civil partnership, new mortgage agreement, living will, and a couple of others."
Mike raised an eyebrow, surprised that Harvey had taken the time to do them all himself instead of foisting them off to Mike. Then again, he'd said Nate was a friend, not just a client, so perhaps the personal touch made sense.
Fill: Brad/Nate & Mike/Harvey, suits x-over, "If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here" 2/2abrokencompassDecember 16 2011, 22:44:09 UTC
They talked back and forth for the next fifteen minutes about changes to be made and a couple of other documents that needed to be filed, and then the food came. After that, the situation quickly devolved into two old Harvard buddies reminiscing about the good ol' days. Mike caught Brad rolling his eyes several times.
"I remember one time the guys from Kennedy tried to get back at us for a stunt we'd pulled the month previous-" Harvey would start, or "Remember that time at the pub when-"
Mike didn't begrudge Harvey his need to catch up with an old friend, but had to admit to a certain level of boredom, which appeared to be shared by Brad.
"Or remember," Nate started, only to be interrupted by Brad.
"If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here. I can only take so much high-brow reminiscent circle-jerk talk, even for you Nate." Although he at least looked a little apologetic about saying it, towards Nate at least, so Mike didn't mind too much.
"Sure," Harvey agreed easily. "How about we talk about how the two of you got together? Who made the first move? Was it romantic? Candlelight and soft music in the background?"
Harvey was smirking at across the table at Brad as Nate folded his face into his hands, blush evident. "Great, you just had to open that can of worms."
Brad shot Nate a smirk. "Actually, it was right after we got back from Iraq in 2003. We were on leave, and a friend of ours, Poke, had a barbeque at his place. Nate here got drunk off his ass and decided it would be a splendid idea to pull me into the bathroom and have his way with me. Very romantic. Isn't that right, honey?"
"I still remember how to kill a man nine different ways with my pinkie," Nate threatened. Of course, Mike guessed that threats didn't really hold up too well when the man you were threatening was another highly trained Recon Marine.
"Oh please, you know you'll just take it out on me tonight when we get home. And really, that's incentive enough to do it."
Mike could feel his own cheeks begin to burn at the conversation going on across the table. Sure, he and Harvey had been together for a while by now, and it wasn't unheard of for them to get a little wild in bed, but they never talked about it. Well, Mike never did. Harvey did when he was horny and they were stuck late at the office.
"Anyways," Nate interrupted Brad firmly, turning towards Harvey and Mike. "What about you two?"
Mike's eyes widened as he turned quickly to look at Harvey, only to see the other man's eyes were slightly larger than normal, although he quickly recovered. So he hadn't told Nate, then, the other man was just...freakishly perceptive. "What about us?"
"How did you two get together," Brad asked, maniacal grin in place. The man honestly scared Mike a little bit.
"Oh, you know, Mike here lusted after me fairly obviously for a couple of months after I hired him. Practically stared at me with hearts in his eyes. I finally decided to put the boy out of his misery and give him what he so obviously wanted," Harvey finished.
Mike's stare turned into a glare. "Is that so, Harvey? Because I seem to remember that it was you who-"
"Careful, Mike. Words have consequences. And that couch isn't comfortable for long periods of time."
Re: Fill: Brad/Nate & Mike/Harvey, suits x-over, "If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here" 2/2accolDecember 17 2011, 01:31:31 UTC
AWESOME! I love the idea of B/N seeing through H/M's "secret" with no problem at all. Also, the idea of the four of them in a pub together... hoo boy! Lots of footsie under that table. :)
Re: Fill: Brad/Nate & Mike/Harvey, suits x-over, "If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here" 2/2abrokencompassDecember 17 2011, 03:26:17 UTC
haha yeah, I figure Brad and Nate would be smart enough. After all, H/M aren't really that good at hiding themselves. and I bet there IS a lot of footsie! lol
Re: Fill: Brad/Nate & Mike/Harvey, suits x-over, "If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here" 2/2accolDecember 17 2011, 03:30:08 UTC
It must have been because I really am spending a lot of time thinking about these four! :) I think Nate & Brad would enjoy Mike's resourcefulness and crazy memory.
"So what's the meeting about. The guy already has us on retainer, right? So we aren't wining and dining him," Mike mused as he hurried to keep up with Harvey's long stride. The door to the restaurant was just up ahead, and he wanted to get as much information out of the well-dressed closer as he could before they reached it. "So why the restaurant? If it's for a case shouldn't we meet at the office?"
Harvey rolled his eyes. "Calm down before you have an accident from excitement, puppy. Look, Nate is an old friend of mine from Harvard. I was doing law and he was getting his master's from Kennedy. We're meeting here because this is more of a personal matter."
Mike felt his ears perk at the mention of a "friend". Harvey had very few friends, and none that he knew of outside of work. And a college buddy? Mike could feel the excitement building.
"Nate wants us to write up a new power of attorney, will, look into a civil union for he and his partner. They couldn't before now due to DADT. Nate hasn't been in the Marines for a few years, but his partner, Brad, is still a Recon Marine. That's how they met," Harvey revealed.
Mike forced a smirk from his face. So not only was this the most romantic case they'd handled, but it was with another gay couple, and a friend of Harvey's to boot. This just kept getting better and better.
They reached the door just then, Harvey holding it open to allow Mike to walk in first. Luckily, Mike was used to being treated as the girl in the relationship, so he let it go. Besides, it was nice to be doted on sometimes. Well, what passed for doting to Harvey Spector, anyway.
Harvey glanced around the dining room once before pointing at table near the window. "There they are."
Mike surveyed the two men sitting at the table Harvey had pointed to as they wound their way through the room. The one of the left was obviously quite tall with short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Knowing that he was a Marine fit perfectly actually, almost like he should always have a sword in hand or something. The guy to his right was slightly shorter, although obviously in shape like the man on the left, with darker hair and blue eyes. Both were quite attractive, although Mike had never known Harvey to associate with anyone less than extremely attractive.
"You might want to wipe your face, I think you might be drooling," Harvey stated somewhat snippily.
Mike smirked. "Why Harvey, are you jealous? Don't worry, you're the only one for me. After all, who else would I find to verbally harass me as you do?"
"Good boy."
They reached the table and both men stood up to shake hands with Mike and Harvey, introductions being made all around. All four men sat down, ordered drinks and lunch, and got right down to business.
Harvey gestured to Mike, who reached into his bag to pull out the documents Harvey had handed him earlier.
"I took the liberty of drawing up the basic documents I thought you'd want. How about you take a look and let me know what you like and what we need to change. Also, I figured Brad might want to do the same thing on his side, so I drew up another set of documents for him just in case," Harvey finished, handing them over. "Power of attorney, civil partnership, new mortgage agreement, living will, and a couple of others."
Mike raised an eyebrow, surprised that Harvey had taken the time to do them all himself instead of foisting them off to Mike. Then again, he'd said Nate was a friend, not just a client, so perhaps the personal touch made sense.
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"I remember one time the guys from Kennedy tried to get back at us for a stunt we'd pulled the month previous-" Harvey would start, or "Remember that time at the pub when-"
Mike didn't begrudge Harvey his need to catch up with an old friend, but had to admit to a certain level of boredom, which appeared to be shared by Brad.
"Or remember," Nate started, only to be interrupted by Brad.
"If another H-bomb drops, I'm outta here. I can only take so much high-brow reminiscent circle-jerk talk, even for you Nate." Although he at least looked a little apologetic about saying it, towards Nate at least, so Mike didn't mind too much.
"Sure," Harvey agreed easily. "How about we talk about how the two of you got together? Who made the first move? Was it romantic? Candlelight and soft music in the background?"
Harvey was smirking at across the table at Brad as Nate folded his face into his hands, blush evident. "Great, you just had to open that can of worms."
Brad shot Nate a smirk. "Actually, it was right after we got back from Iraq in 2003. We were on leave, and a friend of ours, Poke, had a barbeque at his place. Nate here got drunk off his ass and decided it would be a splendid idea to pull me into the bathroom and have his way with me. Very romantic. Isn't that right, honey?"
"I still remember how to kill a man nine different ways with my pinkie," Nate threatened. Of course, Mike guessed that threats didn't really hold up too well when the man you were threatening was another highly trained Recon Marine.
"Oh please, you know you'll just take it out on me tonight when we get home. And really, that's incentive enough to do it."
Mike could feel his own cheeks begin to burn at the conversation going on across the table. Sure, he and Harvey had been together for a while by now, and it wasn't unheard of for them to get a little wild in bed, but they never talked about it. Well, Mike never did. Harvey did when he was horny and they were stuck late at the office.
"Anyways," Nate interrupted Brad firmly, turning towards Harvey and Mike. "What about you two?"
Mike's eyes widened as he turned quickly to look at Harvey, only to see the other man's eyes were slightly larger than normal, although he quickly recovered. So he hadn't told Nate, then, the other man was just...freakishly perceptive. "What about us?"
"How did you two get together," Brad asked, maniacal grin in place. The man honestly scared Mike a little bit.
"Oh, you know, Mike here lusted after me fairly obviously for a couple of months after I hired him. Practically stared at me with hearts in his eyes. I finally decided to put the boy out of his misery and give him what he so obviously wanted," Harvey finished.
Mike's stare turned into a glare. "Is that so, Harvey? Because I seem to remember that it was you who-"
"Careful, Mike. Words have consequences. And that couch isn't comfortable for long periods of time."
Mike wisely shut up, and plotted his revenge.
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