This was written in response to a three-sentence prompt on tumblr
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itsclicheiknowPrompt: Harvey/Mike. Mike wants to go to the gym with Harvey, but Harvey doesn't want him to go (reason: he doesn't want other people looking at Mike in a sweaty tank top).
“Forget the gym, we can go another time” Harvey smiles as he grabs Mike’s wrist, pulling him down towards the bed again, but Mike has already managed to put on his tank top and sits down beside him.
Harvey can’t stand the thought of anyone else seeing Mike like this, in a tight tank top and loose sweat pants, face flush and his goddamn hair an unruly mess, his mess.
He gently releases Mike’s wrist and slips his hand around to the back of Mike’s neck instead, pulling him down for a kiss, his grip tightens around Mike’s neck as the kiss deepens. After a while Mike breaks away “Okay I’ll stay” he breathes heavily “You win”.