Sequel to this. For the Anon who asked for the original fic.

( Harvey’s never really noticed how quiet his life was until Mike came into it... )

An anon prompted me on Tumblr..."mike/harvey prompt, where mike is a street musician, playing outside of the ph building. he’s practically living on the street, harvey takes him home, but he’s… damaged"

And this is the result...

( The first time Harvey sees him, the kid’s singing Bad Moon Rising, fingers playing over the guitar like he was born for it, wearing a slightly threadbare suit to try and fit into his surroundings... )