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"Unf" mumbled Mike stumbling a few steps backward. He glanced up at Harvey, a red embarrassed flush coming over his face removing his smile. Harvey looked surprised, but unexpectedly took a few steps foreword. His brown eyed stared intently into Mike slightly haggard blue ones.
"God, your still high", he sighed, running his hand over his face o'clock shadow. Mike stayed silent, quickly contemplating in his head. In moments he decided, silently to himself of course, that yes he was still high. While these thoughs were running through his head, he titled his head to the left and increased the intensity of his own stare. He schooled his expression into a sober intelligent one all the while trying not to get lost in Harveys eyes. Although judging by the tingling warmth of his cheecks he wasn't doing a very good job.
"I should just take you home with me" Harvey muttered. His pupils were all dilated and his gaze full of hunger. Mike was shocked, and had no doubt that in his drug induced state in had shown.
"Wha- what", Mike stuttered, sure that he had heard hIs partner wrong.
"To make sure you stay clean"' Harvey replied easily. The hungry look vanish and an easy smile graced pink lips. "Let's get going, shall we", he demanded taking Mike firmly by the upper hand. With the other hand ghosting on the small of Mike's back, Harvey quickly and effectively guided the stunned associate through the myriad of corridors in the office.
Pushing him firmly yet with lingering hands into the passenger seat, Harvey closed the door behind Mike and paused to lean against the black exterior of his car. What am I doing, what the hell am I doing, he though nervously taking quick deep breaths. Just making sure he stays sober, damn kid's practically an addict. He's doing so well I'd hate from him to replapse. Now with the situation firmly rationalized in his head he got into the car and drive home, purposly ignoring the fidgety still shocked man is the seat next to him.
Mike stoles coveted glances at Harvey throughout the ride but to no avail. He shifted impatiently in the black leather seats, hoping to get some sort of reaction from the lawyer. Nothing. With a (sexually?) frustrated groan, Mike looked out the window and realized they were in a parking garage. Harvey's apartment, he realized, trying his hardest to ignore the warm feeling pooling south of his navel. His door opened with an abrupt noice causing Mike to jump violently in his seat. When had Harvey even gotten out of the car? The man in question was now staring at Mike, his eyebrows slight raised and his hand outstretched. After slight hesitation, Mike took his hand. Strong and soft. He refused to let go after he was out of the car. Harvey didn't make to let go either so he fussed it was alright.
Harvey led Mike to the waiting elevator and pressed the button for the 21st floor. He tried to ignor the hand in his and Mike's shy glances at him. Not yet. Not in the elevator. Almost there.
They walked purposefully out of the elevator and dawn the hall to Hravey's door. With shaking hands, Harvey inserted the key and turned the lock. He led Mike into the foyer and turned to look at him all while still holding hands. As the door closed slowly behind them, Harvey leaned closed towards Mike. The door shut softly and Harvey's lips met Mike.
Moaning softly into Harvey's mouth. Mike knew the pull of drugs could never be more than that of Harvey's sweet kiss.
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I'm hoping Harvey/Mike take off and we have many more lovely fics like this one to read.
Yippee for more fic for the fandom!
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