Viridescence [1/2], [eT] Harvey, Mike, Louis
Title: Viridescence
Rating: eT
Characters: Harvey Specter, Mike Ross, Louis Litt
Warnings: language
Genres: Humor, Friendship, Gen
Chapters: 2
Completed: Yes
Word count: 1588
Disclaimer: If you promise that Harvey and Mike represent anyone who wants to sue me, I will TOTALLY claim that this show belongs to me. Otherwise, I'll deny everything.
Notes: Lu and I spent some time awhile back coming up with prompts that could be applied to a variety of fandoms. This was one of them. :D
Prompt: "That's a nice look for you."
He glanced down, gave himself an appraising look. "Who knew I could work a sundress?"
Summary: "That's a nice look for you."
Mike glanced down and gave himself an appraising look. "Who knew I could work a sundress?"
viridescence (vîrˈĭ-dĕs'əns). adj. Having a greenish tinge.
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The door to Harvey's office opened without even a courtesy knock, so Harvey knew it was Mike who'd walked in. Because it never paid to let associates think they were worth your immediate notice, he finished the page of the brief he was reading before looking up.
Only a very long and successful career in and out of courtrooms and boardrooms alike kept his expression from shifting at the sight of his associate in a sundress. A tiny, pale green thing with lace edging the bottom and embroidered flowers growing up the skirt, no less.
"That's a nice look for you."
Mike glanced down and gave himself an appraising look. "Who knew I could work a sundress?" he said in complete deadpan, though there was a red tint to his cheeks that was probably not makeup. Harvey hoped so anyway.
"Did your girlfriend buy you that? Because you should take her out to dinner as thanks. It really flatters your eyes."
Mike finally broke and rolled his eyes with a huff of annoyance.
"No, Jenny didn't pick it out. Louis did."
There wasn't enough experience in the world to keep Harvey's face from screwing up in confusion and disgust.
Mike's voice was aggrieved when he started to say, "It's because-"
Harvey's hand shot into the air, palm flattened toward his associate-a word he was loathe to use right at this moment. "No. No explanations. I really don't want to know why Louis wanted you in a sundress he picked out himself."
Now Mike's face screwed up. "It sounds so much more creepy when you put it that way."
"That's because it is creepy, Mike, and whatever excuse he used was merely to disguise that."
Mike huffed again and slapped the file in his hands down on the desk. "Whatever. Here's the research you asked for. If you'll excuse me, I have to return to the jeers and taunts of my fellow associates now and try really hard to not think about this conversation we just had."
Harvey watched him stalk away and waited until he was about to cross the threshold when he said, "It could be worse."
Mike stopped and, after a moment, his head dropped forward. Another moment passed after which Harvey distinctly heard him mutter, "I seriously doubt that."
"At least your shoes match. I mean, you could have-" He didn't get to finish as Mike walked out the door, a single raised finger lifted so Harvey could see it over his shoulder.
Harvey chuckled and returned to his brief, pausing only to call out, "Donna-"
"Already sent it."
"Thank you."
Harvey flipped the page and kept reading, but he couldn't quite wipe the smile off his face.
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