The Marvey Chronicles [15/31]
Title: The Marvey Chronicles
Pairing: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Other characters: Donna Paulsen, Rachel Zane, Harold Jakowski
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 2,803
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Warning: none
Summary: Coworkers fangirl over Harvey/Mike.
Author’s note: Originally written for suits_meme. The prompt was ‘The Pearson-Hardman employees ship Harvey/Mike and try to get them together.’
Mike was back in his cubicle after causing panic in front of the men’s room. He had kept his head down until he was positive that he wouldn’t giggle his brains out. ‘So Rachel, Norma, Gregory, and the company nurse are involved too? Gosh, Louis will flip so badly if he finds out that his secretary wishes Harvey to be happy.’
Mike thought about what he had exactly seen after leaving the men’s room. He remembered the shocked and horrified looks on his coworkers’ faces but he was missing something. ‘Oh, right. What was the nurse hiding behind her? Some kind of an eavesdropping device? I mean, they already looked pretty damaged before they even saw me.’
He clearly remembered how Rachel had looked like a terrified rabbit when he had opened the door and how the look only got worse as she studied his face. They must have had some kind of an idea about what was going on between Harvey and him even before he left the men’s room. ‘But this is a law firm. What kind of a device could have they possibly used?’
Then Mike remembered the day when the nurse had listened to Harvey’s breathing with a stethoscope. ‘Oh seriously… Are they serious?’
Mike shuddered, suddenly realizing that he and Harvey were up against a group that seemed to be highly dedicated. ‘I should tell Harvey about this.’
They were supposed to have lunch with a client at half past noon. Mike always enjoyed following his boss to client meetings but he had never looked forward to it more than today. He could really use some time outside the firm and get the suppressed laughter out of his system.
‘And, I need to kiss him badly.’ Mike was about to daydream about Harvey’s perfect lips when he heard a sniff.
‘Oh no, he’s crying again.’ He looked to his left and saw Harold clutching a Kleenex in one hand and a picture in the other one. Mike craned his neck to take a look at the picture and recognized Harvey’s face. It looked like it was taken during their calendar photo shoot.
‘I thought the calendar was coming out next week! Where did he get that? Did Abby leak it?’ He stuck out his neck further to get a better look at Harvey’s half-naked form.
‘Uh, why is the surface of the picture all… greasy? Oh god, he kissed it?’ Mike didn’t know if he found it gross or hilarious. He just knew that Harvey couldn’t find out about it or Harold would be hanging from the window on the twenty-eighth floor.
Sniff.
Mike felt a pang of guilt at the sad scene in front of him. ‘Did we go too far? But I live with cameras following me all day! They should suck it up!’
Then he saw Harold tear the picture to pieces and throw it in the waste basket. As someone who also worshiped Harvey Specter, it didn’t feel right to have pushed Harold to such a state. ‘Perhaps we did go too far. We almost sank to their level! Maybe I should tell Harvey to consider ending this by the end of the day.’
Mike believed that a prank should stay as a prank. They were not children who didn’t know where to draw the line. Besides, he was quite curious about what other H&M products that Donna had made. He would like to have a Harvey mug if possible but he couldn’t ask for a mug when they were at war. ‘Let’s worry about that later. I actually have to get some work done.’
As planned, he gathered all the documents that he needed and got up. He could see both Gregory and Harold eyeing him with alarm. ‘Sorry, boys. I need to look really pissed off so I’m going to go work in an empty conference room.’
Hoping that his colleagues didn’t know how to read minds, Mike hurried away from the associates’ area.
Word spread in a matter of minutes throughout the fan club that Mike had moved to a deserted conference room. Everyone remembered how Mike had once worked in a conference room to keep his distance from Harvey after kissing him in his office. The consensus was that it was time to try a different approach and that was why Rachel was knocking on Harvey’s office.
“Come in.” Harvey looked up from the papers, expecting Donna’s glaring eyes.
“Good morning, Mr. Specter. I was hoping that I could speak with you. If you’d allow me, I’d like to borrow five minutes of your time.” Rachel gave him her best pleading look.
Harvey looked at her for a split second and nodded, “Take a seat, Miss Zane.”
“Thank you.” Rachel sat in one of the two chairs in front of Harvey’s desk.
“So what can I do for you?” Harvey asked.
“It’s about Mike…”
“What about him?” Harvey wondered if Mike had taken the act too far and had done something reckless.
Rachel took a deep breath and spoke with all her heart, “He’s working in a conference room, looking really hurt. You might know that he and I are good friends, Mr. Specter. So believe me when I tell you that he always gushes about you. When he speaks about you, there’s always so much excitement and adoration in his eyes… so much that you have to envy the person who makes him act like that.”
Harvey had to force himself not to smile smugly.
“He hangs on to every single word that leaves your mouth. He remembers all the compliments and all the disappointing comments you’ve ever given him. He does that not only because he has a brilliant memory but also because you’re such a great force in his world. He gathers strength and hope from you. He learns joy and pain through you. And, right now, I bet he’s beating himself up more than he should for upsetting you. I don’t know what happened last night or what kind of a mistake he made today but please… give him another chance. You’re probably the one good thing that has happened to him ever since his parents had passed away. I’m not trying to appeal to your sympathy but please don’t take away the light from him. You of all people should know how wonderful he is when he lights up the room.”
Rachel didn’t care if she sounded like she was begging. For her, it wasn’t about the fan club anymore. Mike had gone out of his way to help her in so many occasions and she considered him a special friend of hers. Having a little chat with Harvey -no matter how intimidating he might be- was nothing, compared to what Mike had done for her. The thought of Mike getting rejected by someone he looked up to made her sick and although she didn’t believe that Harvey and Mike had an argument that would damage their bond, she was still worried that it would trample on the sprout of their young love.
Harvey couldn’t tell if she was talking about work or love. It didn’t matter though; he himself wasn’t sure where the line was drawn between their working relationship and their personal one. Harvey was actually impressed at Harold and Rachel stepping up for his associate. The kid had made some useful allies in the world where deception and laughing at others’ misery were common practice.
“Is that all?” Harvey asked and saw Rachel inhale sharply. So he added, “I’ll talk to him at lunch.”
Rachel breathed out a sigh of relief and stood up. “Thank you, Mr. Specter. Thank you for your time.”
“You’d make a nice lawyer, Miss Zane. With a little training, you could sway the jury.” Harvey smiled a little.
Rachel immediately brightened up which reminded Harvey of Mike. He could detect a certain similarity between the two friends.
“That means a lot, coming from you, Mr. Specter.” Rachel hesitated as if she wanted to say a few more words but decided against it and left the office. She thought that she had said just enough. The rest was up to Harvey now.
Meanwhile, Donna was in the conference room with Mike, trying to achieve the same goal. She held Mike’s left hand in hers as she calmly talked to him.
“You know he didn’t mean any of it. You should know by now that you must treat him like an invalid when it comes to emotions.”
Mike laughed a little at Donna’s choice of words. He was aware that he should look horribly hurt but it was difficult when Donna was being so affectionate. He just wanted to let her pat him on the head and give him a piece of candy.
“Mike, do you know how I judge a man’s character?”
“No.” Mike looked at her with curious eyes.
“Not by how he treats his equals but by how he treats the underlings, the lowest rungs on the ladder.”
“Okay…” Mike wasn’t sure where this was heading.
“Harvey usually impresses me in that regard. He treats me and Ray very well. I assure you we haven’t been mistreated even once during all these years. He doesn’t look down on us. So whatever he said to you last night or today, it was an honest mistake. I hope you have it in you to forgive him just this once. Quandoque bonus dormitat Homerus.”
Mike was impressed. “Even good Homer sometimes nods.”
“Exactly. It won’t happen again.”
Donna gave Mike’s hand a gentle squeeze, relieved that her brain didn’t get a cramp from memorizing a chunk of Latin. She had thought that it would be a nice way to get the message across to the smart brain of Mike’s and it looked like it might be working; the kid looked pensive.
“Do you remember when Harvey got mad at me for saving him from that bastard Cameron Dennis?” It was time for another story.
“Sure. You went to Jessica for help and Harvey thought that you went behind his back.”
“Yeah. I love that man but he doesn’t know how to apologize. It took him a lot to say sorry to me that day, so I imagine he’s feeling guilty like hell right now but just can’t bring himself to apologize. So if you could the greater man here and forgive him, it would be much easier for him to breathe.”
Mike smiled. “Harvey’s lucky to have you.”
Donna pinched his cheek. “You’re lucky to have me too.”
“That’s true.” Mike felt better even when he hadn’t been sad in the first place. Donna knew how to console people.
“Now you’re going to follow Harvey to that lunch meeting and bring me back a delicious apple pie. Do you think you could manage that?” Donna stood up with a bright smile on her face.
“So you’re going to follow Harvey to that lunch meeting later and bring me back a delicious apple pie. Do you think you could manage that?” Donna stood up with a bright smile on her face.
Mike’s smile matched hers and he nodded. “You can count on me.”
Donna nodded her thanks and left the conference room. Perhaps things would look better once the boys came back from lunch. It was time to wait and observe.
“Phew…” Mike let out a sigh of relief as he and Harvey walked out of the hotel restaurant. The lunch meeting had gone smoothly and Mike was grateful that it had ended earlier than he had expected. It was a difficult day to focus on work.
“Where are you going?” Harvey asked as Mike turned towards the front door.
“Back to the office?” Mike asked with a question mark on his face.
“We’re going upstairs. I booked us a room.” Harvey headed over to the front desk without any further explanations.
“What? Why? We can do that?” Mike looked at his watch. It was only two o’clock.
‘Ooh, I think I know why.’ Mike cackled while Harvey checked in. It felt so bad-ass to do dirty things with his ‘boss’ instead of going straight back to the office.
When Harvey gestured at the elevator with his chin, Mike quickly caught up with him and grinned. “Don’t get me wrong, Harvey, because I don’t mind it at all but are you sure you’re up for this? You came three times in less than fourteen hours.”
Harvey pressed the button to the elevator. “So did you.”
“I don’t mean to gloat but I’m ten years younger.”
Harvey snorted. “That means I have ten more years of experience in this area.”
“That’s a good counter-argument.” Mike admitted with a chuckle.
“Thanks. But that’s not what we’re here for.” They got in the elevator.
“It’s not? Ooh, then we’re here to do more evil plotting!”
“Nope.”
“Nope? Hmm… what else could we possibly do?”
Harvey didn’t answer and kept his eyes on the number going up.
“You’re going to keep me guessing, aren’t you?”
“Yep.”
Harvey looked rather cheerful in Mike’s eyes. Perhaps he wasn’t the only one that was happy to be outside the office. They got out of the elevator on the seventh floor and Mike watched Harvey elegantly open the door to their room.
“Oh, I know. You want to take a shower! My blowjob left you all sweaty, huh? But I thought there was a shower in the partners’ restroom.” Mike looked around the surprisingly cozy room.
“There is. Now take off your clothes and get on the bed.” Harvey took off his jacket and shoes.
“Harvey, that sounds like we’re going to have sex... unless we’re here to entertain a kinky client.” Mike got rid of his jacket.
“Relax. You should know after last night that I absolutely hate to share.” Harvey worked on his tie and socks.
“You do?” Mike beamed so hard that Harvey worried that his face might crack.
“Will you zip that pretty mouth and get under the covers already?” Harvey was down to his boxers, handling his phone.
“I can do that.” Mike stripped down to his boxers as well. Then he climbed under the covers and saw Harvey join him.
“Now come closer and close your eyes.” Harvey opened his arms and finally told his associate what this was about. “We’re going to take a nap, puppy. We didn’t get much sleep last night and today has been hard on us.”
Now that Harvey mentioned sleep, Mike couldn’t stifle a yawn. “I could definitely use some sleep. Thanks, Harvey.”
Harvey smiled and placed a kiss on Mike’s forehead. “You’re welcome. We have about an hour. Are you comfortable?”
Mike laughed. “Are you kidding me? I’m in a five-star hotel, lying in your arms! It can’t get much better than this!” Then he launched himself forward and pinned down Harvey’s head to give him a proper ‘thank you’ kiss.
Harvey let out a small groan that didn’t sound pleasant and Mike pulled back in a hurry. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.” Harvey rubbed the back of his head and Mike couldn’t help but giggle victoriously.
“My blowjob was that good! I knew it looked dangerous when you threw your head against the wall twice!”
“Don’t flatter yourself.” Harvey mumbled and kissed his associate so that he would stop gloating in poor taste.
“Uh, did you bribe someone at the front desk? You know, in case Donna tries to track us down.” Mike yawned again, an arm thrown around Harvey’s chest.
“I’m offended that you felt the need to ask.” Harvey kissed him one last time before closing his eyes.
It only took Mike two more yawns to fall asleep. Harvey was sleepy too but he wanted to conduct a little experiment before giving in to the temptation of blissful sleep. He took a good look at Mike’s peaceful face and realized that the kid’s emotions were contagious. Just by looking at his face, Harvey could feel his heartbeat slow down to a relaxed state.
‘Let’s get this over with.’
He pulled Mike closer to his chest and whispered in his ear, “I love you, Mike.”
It sounded a little strange but it felt all right. ‘What exactly am I supposed to feel here?’
All this time, he had assumed that love made someone weak but he felt quite powerful right now. ‘Perhaps I didn’t say it properly.’
So he tried again, “Love you, puppy.”
Harvey’s heart stopped when Mike stirred. ‘Did he hear it?!’
He waited a few seconds, not even bothering to breathe. When Mike didn’t wake up and threw a leg around his, Harvey let air into his system again. He took it as a good sign that Mike hadn’t turned around. He believed in the power of subconscious and it looked like Mike’s subconscious had no problem with his love confession. With an armful of a warm puppy and the satisfaction that the experiment had gone all right, Harvey fell asleep in a matter of seconds.