Title: Never Let Me Go
Author:
dietpunkficsCharacters / Pairings: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Rating: T
Spoilers: none
Word Count: 650
Warnings (if any): Death fic x 2. Grab the tissues!
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Summary: Love is fleeting, you never know if something is going to happen and tear you both apart.
Author's Notes (if any): This is actually a school assignment! Had to pick 5 vocab words out of 38, I think I ended up using 8? Watch, now I'll get accused of plagiarism on the assignment cuz I posted it already.
Sorry for the formatting, one of these days I'll get back into LJ enough and figure out what the hell I've gotta do to fix it!
Never Let Me Go
“Tell me you love me.”
He’d forgotten how quiet the condo could be when he was alone. He was used to the soft sounds of music or the television on, the sound fading into the background as they’d tackle the latest conundrum work had thrown their way. The silence he once relished was now deafening, and he hated every second of it.
“You know I do.”
It was initially his erudition that impressed him; he’d always craved a partner that could challenge him intellectually. The fact that there were myriad reasons as to why it was a bad idea. He was against dating or sleeping with coworkers, but after one too many salacious looks paired with a seemingly innocuous suggestion (this time, about grabbing a drink), and he was extending an invitation without a second thought.
“I want to hear you say it, though.”
Falling in love with Mike had been as easy as breathing. They’d just... fit together. Out of necessity, they’d agreed to be discreet, especially since any gossip that might arise was bound to be both derisive and profane. He’d be able to survive anything tossed his way, but the thought anyone attacking Mike? It made his blood boil just thinking about it. They didn’t need the attention and such a revelation was bound to be inimical.
“I love you.”
It had never occurred to him that it could all come crashing down around him. He’d thought he had all the time in the world, that the fluid way their relationship had progressed from coworkers to friends to lovers had been so natural and effortless that there was no point in rushing things. It was time, though. He was tired of not being able to sleep on the rare nights he spent alone.
“Tell me you’ll never leave me.”
They’d settled in for the short ride to their final meeting of the day and as Ray pulled away from the curb, he looked over and couldn’t wait a second longer.
"Why would I do that?"
“Move in with me.”
“Well, what are you waiting for, then?”
“You’re an idiot.”
Okay, perhaps it wasn’t what he expected but Mike’s sanguine smile was more than enough to make his heart skip a beat as he waited for an actual response.
“Oh? Why’s that?”
“I could never say no to you.”
“You know I wouldn’t, I couldn’t.”
A joyous smile spread across his face and as he leaned in to steal a kiss, there was a sudden screech and crash before everything went dark.
“Are you sure about that?”
The beeping noise in the background grew louder as he regained consciousness. Finally opening his eyes, he took in the scenery around him, realizing he was in the intensive care unit with a plethora of machines monitoring him with the intention of keeping him alive. His entire body ached, but as he lifted his head and looked around, he realized the other bed in the room was empty.
“I’m so sorry,” came a soft voice from the door. Looking up, he saw Mike’s shadowed figure standing there. “I had to go.”
Blinking back tears, he watched the once-corporeal form fade away, only to be replaced by Jessica, her face drawn and pinched, her entire demeanor confirming what he already knew.
Mike was gone. He was alone.
“Losing you would be tantamount to my destruction. You go, I go.”
As his eyes fell closed, he could feel the softest brush of lips against his, making his decision infinitely easier. The last words they’d spoken in bed to each other ran through his head, the offhand comment he’d made slowly becoming his new mantra. You go, I go.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
A slight smile played across his lips as he descended into the blessed darkness and his lover’s waiting arms as the beeps became further apart, and infinitely more faint.
Beep.
Beep.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.