You look Irish enough (1/?)
Title: You look Irish enough
Pairing: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Other characters: Rachel Zane, Donna, Harold, Jessica, Louis
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Summary: When you kiss Mike luck is on your side. Harvey is not amused. 5+1
Note: Originally written for suits_meme. The prompt was ‘
Someone started a rumor that if you kiss Mike before an important meeting or a
case, you will win. And it is actually true.
So Mike became a lucky charm. Mike is clueless and Harvey is very angry and
jealouse that everyone touches his associate.
’
1. Rachel
"But you can," Mike could be so stubborn sometimes, he actually pouted. "I told you, I would bomb this test. Crash and burn," Rachel sighed as Mike was lying his arm around her trembling shoulders to calm her down. She still couldn't believe Mike persuaded her with his puppy eyes to take the LSAT's at last.
She knew Mike prepared her well, knew that she could do it, hell, she even got an Ok from Jessica that the firm would cover for Harvard if she would succeed. But now… the LSAT's were tomorrow and all she wanted to do is call in sick like an eight year old who doesn't want to go to school.
"If I fail miserably, lunch is on you for the next 5 months and you know the stuff I like to eat," Rachel almost had to hold back a smile as she saw Mike squirm at her words, she actually could see him counting lunch money for 152 days plus tax in his head. "Don't break your brain, Mike. I am… I don't… just please come with me to do the test, please". And here came the deer-in-the-headlights look again and this time Rachel couldn't hold back a laugh. "Not like 'to do' the test, puppy, just accompany me to the exam hall, hold my sweaty hand and be there as my friend".
Mike's face brightened. When he looked like that she often regretted that they never tried a relationship after their promising first - and last - kiss after all. But Rachel did not date people that had a thing for someone else. She deserved to be number One, thank you very much. "No problem Rach, hand holding, hair holding while puking… " Rachel looked disgusted, "ooh.. believe me.. you will puke either before the test or right afterwards", Mike positively grinned now, this little sucker enjoyed this way too much, "but I am a really good hair-holding-back-guy, you know that Trevor had this ridiculous long haircut, like Brad Pitt in this movie 'Legends of the Fall" or Brad Pitt in 'Interview with a Vampire', wow Brad Pitt really had a thing for long hair in the 90ies… Anyways, so whenever Trevor smoked too much he had a habit of laughing and throwing up at the same time, so I had to calm him down, hold his hair back and make sure he didn't choke on his own puke." Rachel just smiled when Mike was babbling like that. It was useless trying to stop him now. Only Harvey was able to do that - and he could do that with just a glance.
Mike was right. The next day Rachel just trembled and never has she felt so miserable in her life before. She stood in front of the doors of the exam hall, after being sick twice already.
Mike had held back her hair as promised, and all the wanted to do is run. Mike hold her hand, also as promised - God knows how he could convince Harvey to let him off for the afternoon - right now she didn't care, she was just glad he was there with her, holding her hand, actually holding her UP, because she was not sure if she would have managed to stand without Mike giving her physical support.
"It will be alright. Go with your gut", Mike was suddenly standing in front of her, his hand covering her face, eyes piercing and soothing at the same time, "You are a fantastic paralegal, Rachel Zane, but you will be an even better lawyer, trust me!"
And with that he kissed her. Not a passionate, deep kiss, not a peek either. Just warm and soft lips covering hers. She felt something inside her loosing that tight crip that prevented her from breathing normally. She could actually feel the comfort, the trust coming back to her with that kiss.
Mike broke the kiss and smiled fondly. "That was for luck. Gramms always gave me a kiss on the cheek before a test and it always helped. I thought it might be more efficient to do it properly." Rachel couldn't agree more, "Thanks Mike, I need all the luck I can get", and with that she walked gracefully to her place, absolutely confident and looking forward to kick those stupid LSAT's that ruined her life in the nards.
Pairing: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Other characters: Rachel Zane, Donna, Harold, Jessica, Louis
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Summary: When you kiss Mike luck is on your side. Harvey is not amused. 5+1
Note: Originally written for suits_meme. The prompt was ‘
Someone started a rumor that if you kiss Mike before an important meeting or a
case, you will win. And it is actually true.
So Mike became a lucky charm. Mike is clueless and Harvey is very angry and
jealouse that everyone touches his associate.
’
1. Rachel
"But you can," Mike could be so stubborn sometimes, he actually pouted. "I told you, I would bomb this test. Crash and burn," Rachel sighed as Mike was lying his arm around her trembling shoulders to calm her down. She still couldn't believe Mike persuaded her with his puppy eyes to take the LSAT's at last.
She knew Mike prepared her well, knew that she could do it, hell, she even got an Ok from Jessica that the firm would cover for Harvard if she would succeed. But now… the LSAT's were tomorrow and all she wanted to do is call in sick like an eight year old who doesn't want to go to school.
"If I fail miserably, lunch is on you for the next 5 months and you know the stuff I like to eat," Rachel almost had to hold back a smile as she saw Mike squirm at her words, she actually could see him counting lunch money for 152 days plus tax in his head. "Don't break your brain, Mike. I am… I don't… just please come with me to do the test, please". And here came the deer-in-the-headlights look again and this time Rachel couldn't hold back a laugh. "Not like 'to do' the test, puppy, just accompany me to the exam hall, hold my sweaty hand and be there as my friend".
Mike's face brightened. When he looked like that she often regretted that they never tried a relationship after their promising first - and last - kiss after all. But Rachel did not date people that had a thing for someone else. She deserved to be number One, thank you very much. "No problem Rach, hand holding, hair holding while puking… " Rachel looked disgusted, "ooh.. believe me.. you will puke either before the test or right afterwards", Mike positively grinned now, this little sucker enjoyed this way too much, "but I am a really good hair-holding-back-guy, you know that Trevor had this ridiculous long haircut, like Brad Pitt in this movie 'Legends of the Fall" or Brad Pitt in 'Interview with a Vampire', wow Brad Pitt really had a thing for long hair in the 90ies… Anyways, so whenever Trevor smoked too much he had a habit of laughing and throwing up at the same time, so I had to calm him down, hold his hair back and make sure he didn't choke on his own puke." Rachel just smiled when Mike was babbling like that. It was useless trying to stop him now. Only Harvey was able to do that - and he could do that with just a glance.
Mike was right. The next day Rachel just trembled and never has she felt so miserable in her life before. She stood in front of the doors of the exam hall, after being sick twice already.
Mike had held back her hair as promised, and all the wanted to do is run. Mike hold her hand, also as promised - God knows how he could convince Harvey to let him off for the afternoon - right now she didn't care, she was just glad he was there with her, holding her hand, actually holding her UP, because she was not sure if she would have managed to stand without Mike giving her physical support.
"It will be alright. Go with your gut", Mike was suddenly standing in front of her, his hand covering her face, eyes piercing and soothing at the same time, "You are a fantastic paralegal, Rachel Zane, but you will be an even better lawyer, trust me!"
And with that he kissed her. Not a passionate, deep kiss, not a peek either. Just warm and soft lips covering hers. She felt something inside her loosing that tight crip that prevented her from breathing normally. She could actually feel the comfort, the trust coming back to her with that kiss.
Mike broke the kiss and smiled fondly. "That was for luck. Gramms always gave me a kiss on the cheek before a test and it always helped. I thought it might be more efficient to do it properly." Rachel couldn't agree more, "Thanks Mike, I need all the luck I can get", and with that she walked gracefully to her place, absolutely confident and looking forward to kick those stupid LSAT's that ruined her life in the nards.