Love thy neighbor [1/8]

[flamyshine]

Title: Love thy neighbor
Pairing: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Rating: PG
Word count: 2,265
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Warning: none
Summary: Harvey gets shot in the ass by Cupid.
Author’s note: Originally written for suits_meme. The prompt was ‘Harvey gets shot in the ass by Cupid and falls in love with the first person he locks eyes with; Mike Ross.’


“Hmm…”

Cupid was scratching his ass through his pants while he sat in front of his desktop computer. It wasn’t just the human beings that used computers these days. Cupid was proud to say that his computer was the best in the entire universe.

‘Ah, the pressure’s killing me.’

It was Valentine’s Day tomorrow and he was going through the list of single human beings in New York City. In his mind, New York was the place where love was the scarcest. His lowly interns could handle other cities that fell in love easily, but New York needed help from someone more experienced.

‘Hmm, what about this guy? Louis Litt?’

Cupid took a look at the intel that he had on the guy. He seemed like a decent candidate; he was a successful lawyer, had a lot of money and loyalty, and loved ‘King Lear’. He had gone through several painful incidents of unrequited love and it seemed like he deserved a happy ending.

‘Why is he still single then?’

Cupid checked the guy’s pictures and found out the reason. ‘Ah, ugly ass. I’m sorry, Litt, your ass isn’t worthy of my pretty arrows.’

Cupid looked at his arrows on the shelves that took up two sides of the office. His interns had put fifty arrows in each quiver, good to go. The arrows were decorated with red chubby hearts and pink kissy lips. Everyone knew that those were his arrows thanks to the words ‘Shot by Cupid’ on the shaft.

‘Oh, whose ass is this?’

He was looking at the pictures of the firm that Litt was working at and spotted a workable ass.

‘Harvey Specter?’

He went through the guy’s profile and noticed that he had never really fallen in love before. There had been a boy in high school and a girl named Scotty afterwards, but Cupid knew it when he saw love.

‘Well, Mr. Specter, it’s your lucky day today. You’ve just been Cupided!’

Cupid gladly added the guy’s name on his target list and moved on to find his next target.

The next morning, Harvey was waiting in line in front of his favorite coffee stand. Today was Valentine’s Day, one of the days that he couldn’t stand. The guy behind him was talking to his sweetheart on the phone, making smacking sounds for her.

‘Jesus Christ.’

Harvey frowned and turned his head. He needed a good distraction. But all he saw was a guy with a big balloon that had the shape of a heart.

‘Don’t these idiots realize that Valentine’s Day is just a commercial trick to make them pay for utterly ridiculous things?’

“Here you go, Mr. Specter, your usual.”

“Thanks, Dale.”

Harvey took a sip of his coffee and looked at his watch. His associate was late, again.

‘Can’t he just get a car like a normal lawyer? I wish I could really fire…’ He couldn’t finish his thoughts as he felt pain on the ass.

‘What the…’

He turned around but nobody was there. It didn’t feel like he was punched though. It strangely felt as if he had gotten a shot.

‘Weird.’

Harvey shrugged it off and took a few steps towards the building when he heard a familiar voice.

“Sorry I’m late! Stupid alarm clock!” Mike hurried off his bike and locked it in his usual spot.

Harvey watched as Mike took off his helmet and smoothed his hair. He found it cute.

‘Of course he’s cute. He’s a kid. All kids are supposed to be cute.’

He rationalized his reaction and put an arm around Mike’s shoulders before pulling back with horror.

“Are you okay, Harvey?” Mike asked, wondering why his boss looked horrified.

“Do I smell like sweat?” He sniffed at his armpits.

“No, it’s not you.” Harvey reassured him.

‘What did Dale put in my coffee?’

Harvey rushed into the building ahead of Mike, contemplating if he should find another coffee stand.

Harvey managed to forget about his suspicious morning coffee as the day seemed to go on like any other day. Nothing worrying had happened for the last couple of hours and he had just asked Donna to get his associate in his office.

“You need me?” Mike poked his head in.

“Yeah, take a seat.”

Harvey looked up from his desk and noticed that Mike looked nicer today. He had seen him in the morning outside the building but he had been distracted by his arm moving of its own accord.

“Nice shirt. You’re finally listening to me and spending money on your suits.”

“Uh, thanks.”

“It shows off your long neck and brings out the elegance in you.” Harvey reminded himself that it was just a compliment for the shirt, not the kid.

“Thanks, Harvey.” Mike wasn’t sure what else he could say. It wasn’t a new shirt. He had been wearing the shirt at least once a week and Harvey had never mentioned it before.

“By the way, good job on the pro bono case.”

“Oh, thank you. I’m glad I won it for the client.” Mike smiled and saw that Harvey was offering him a fist bump.

“Ah, I even get a fist bump!”

As Mike leaned in and hurried to bump his fist, Harvey wondered when on earth he had made a fist.

“So what do you need me for? I assume you didn’t fetch me just to shower me with your compliments. But I have to say it’s really nice to get some appreciation, Harvey. I love it.”

“I love you too.”

There was an awkward silence as Mike couldn’t believe his ears and Harvey couldn’t believe his mouth.

“Uh, I’m sorry. What?” Mike checked his own forehead if he had fever. He couldn’t have possibly heard what he thought he had heard.

“I said I love it too.” Harvey lied. It was a good thing that he had a solid lawyer face.

“Sure.” Mike nodded although he knew that ‘love’ wasn’t a word that existed in his boss’ vocabulary.

“So what do you need me to do?” Mike asked, hoping that the weird tension in the air would disappear.

“Right. I need you to...” Harvey picked up the file that he had been reading. No, it wasn’t the right file. He checked the other files that were on his desk.

‘Which file am I looking for?’

“Having a senior moment, Harvey?” Mike giggled. It was somewhat refreshing to see his usually organized boss look a little disorganized.

“Shut up, rookie.”

Harvey set his jaw and took a moment to remember why he had asked for Mike. He couldn’t figure out what kind of work he had planned for him. The only thing that he remembered was that he had to see him.

‘It’s still the damn coffee.’ Harvey sighed and looked at his associate who had a hard time sitting with a straight face.

“I had bad coffee this morning.” He explained.

“I’m sure you did.” Mike pinched his leg so that he wouldn’t burst into a fit of laughter.

“Well, if you’re done laughing, you can leave now.” Harvey had meant to say it in a murderous voice, but all he managed was a rather endearing voice.

“Okay, I’ll be back when you remember what you needed me for.” Mike stood up.

“Wait.”

“Hmm?”

“Your tie.”

“What about my tie?” Mike looked down at his tie to check if he had something on it.

Harvey got up from his desk and walked over to his associate. The kid didn’t know how to wear a tie properly. It was unbelievable how he had to teach him absolutely everything.

Mike stood still as Harvey put his hands on the tie. He thought about protesting how he knew how to fix his own tie, but it was nice to have your boss do something for you.

“Uh, Harvey?” Mike looked up as Harvey took off his tie. “I thought you were going to fix it.”

Harvey looked down at his own hands. That was what he had thought too. “Well, I figured this would be a good opportunity to teach you how to wear a tie. Now watch and learn.”

Harvey let out a small sigh as he decided to have a little chat with Dale, the coffee guy, to figure out what was going on. If Dale was drugging his customers, he would definitely sue that sorry piece of ass.

It turned out that Dale was not drugging his customers. Dale had looked more than offended when Harvey had asked him if he used any “special ingredients”, and Donna and Ray who frequented the same coffee stand claimed that they were perfectly fine. Harvey had tried out different coffee stands in the past couple of days but he was experiencing similar symptoms; only they were getting worse.

‘I can’t believe this.’

Harvey clenched his fists as he stared at his associate who was sitting across the coffee table. They were working together in Harvey’s office, getting ready for a big meeting with two of their clients. It was one of those boring merger cases, but Harvey’s brain had never been this busy in a merger case.

‘I need to get laid. I’m obviously craving human touch.’

Harvey clenched his fists even tighter. He was busy fighting off the urge to lean over and ruffle Mike’s hair. He also wanted to pat him on the shoulders and pinch his cheeks. His fingers were literally itching to caress his associate.

He had realized the day before yesterday that he was fine most of the time and that strange urges only bothered him when Mike was around. He had managed to keep his distance from Mike yesterday, sending him down to the files room for long hours, but today he really had to work with him.

‘Perhaps I need a doctor. I may have a brain tumor or some kind of a virus.’

Hoping that he didn’t have a brain tumor, Harvey tried his best to focus on the file in front of him.

“Oh, Harvey, check this out.”

Mike showed him what he had found but all Harvey could see was Mike’s long index finger pointing at a particular clause.

“Harvey? Are you all right?”

“Of course I am. Why do you ask?”

“Uh, because you were gaping? It’s not that much of an interesting detail. Besides, you hate mergers!”

Then Mike wore a worried look on his face. “You’ve been acting weird for the past few days. You know that? Are you feeling under the weather?”

Harvey nodded with a long sigh.

“You need pills? A doctor?” Mike was very worried. Even though he knew that his boss was human, he had never seen Harvey sick.

“I think I’ll go see a doctor.” Harvey answered.

“Do you want me to come with you?”

Harvey snapped. “I’m a big boy, Mike. I think I can go see a doctor on my own.”

“All right.” Mike held up his hands. “I was just trying to be helpful.”

“Well, you can be helpful by putting your pretty lips to use.” Harvey pointed at all the files that they had to go through.

Mike blinked. “My pretty what?”

Harvey realized what he had just said. “Your pretty brain, of course.”

“Of course.” Mike nodded. Every one made a mistake. Harvey had just made one like any other normal person.

Mike told himself that whatever was going on with Harvey, the doctor would be able to fix it. It was probably just a cold or something. His mind refused to accept the possibility that something could be horribly wrong with Harvey.

Everything was fine for the next twenty minutes. Harvey was quite proud of himself that not a single embarrassing word had left his mouth and that he hadn’t pulled his associate onto his lap and caressed him all over. He had spent ten of those twenty minutes on the intercom with Donna to get an appointment with the doctor, but he was still proud of those other ten minutes.

‘Oh, seriously… Do I have eye problems too or is there really a hair on his forehead?’ Harvey shook his head with a frown. Why did there have to be temptation when he was holding himself back so nicely?

Before he could decide on a course of action, Harvey found himself leaning in and touching Mike’s forehead. A wave of relief hit Harvey as he brushed off the hair. It was soothing to have a hand on Mike.

“Thanks, Harvey.” Mike smiled briefly before getting back to work.

“You’re welcome, dear.”

Mike’s head snapped up.

“What? You look like a deer. Nobody ever told you that? Soft features and that look right now. A deer caught in the headlights.” Harvey hoped that his associate wouldn’t make a fuss about it. It was an honest mistake, not some kind of a Freudian slip.

“When is that doctor’s appointment?” Mike had to check.

“First thing tomorrow morning.” Harvey groaned.

“Okay. Good.” Mike didn’t press the matter and buried himself in the files.