24Hi everyone! I just wanna thank a few authors for giving me the courage to write- Destiny J. Adams and Kitty Howell- because without you two I wouldntve been able to do this. Also, this is slash AND Jenny never got together with him. Also, I would appreciate reviews, but not flames cuz I have been trying really hard! Thank you!
Title: How Much Worse Could It Get?
Author: TkMomijiOXkisaHiro
Warning: Slash and cursing, oh and IF YOU DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!
Pairing: Mike/Harvey
Summary: Mike has a bad day. Harvey realizes something important regarding Mike.
Even just waking up, Mike Ross knew it would be a bad day. Not only did he wake up 20 minutes late for work, but he realized after he got up that he had no time for a shower and no breakfast food in his tiny, dreary apartment. Moaning, he wasted no time in dressing in a suit and getting on his way to work. Damnit! He thought as he raced his way to work on his bike, paying no attention to the cars.
He was almost to work when suddenly, as he hurried his way through a busy intersection, thoughts focused on Oh no I am late again and Harvey will kill me for being late! He was rocketed off of his bike by a powerful force. He flew through the air and , to make matters worse, landed on another car, which threw him into a mailbox.
Landing on the concrete sidewalk harshly, the small framed man felt rather than heard the bones in his left arm crack several times, along with his left leg and right shoulder, but quickly forgot about this when his head banged on the concrete.
People's faces blurred in and out of his vision, and he heard a woman screaming. Agonizingly, he arose from the ground and attempted to brush himself off. The endless chatter just rose in volume as he limped to the mangled remains of his bike and slowly began walking to Pearson-Hardman, brushing off all of the worried pedestrians with a smile.
"Sir, are you alright?""He got up! Wow!". Mike heard many people ask him if he was alright, to which he responded unfailingly:
"Of Course! But I am late for work so if you would please get out of my way?" He tried to be polite, but all of the people who were constantly getting in his way were beginning to irk him. Pulling out his phone, the former pothead groaned at seeing his screen cracked and resolved to limp to work. That is, until his bad arm was grabbed hard by someone. Letting out a startled yelp, he turned to face the person, a slim woman of maybe 30, who looked ticked at him.
"Sir, you should be on the way to the hospital, not work! You have broken bones and your head is cracked open!" She had a European accent and was glaring at him slightly.
" I have to go to work! NOW! Please let me go!" He screamed, yanking his arm out of her grasp and limping the last block to the law firm where he worked. Walking inside, he showed security his badge and limped to the elevator, slumping heavily against the wall as soon as the doors closed.
Once the elevator opened, he slowly and painfully limped his way to Donna's desk, noticing that the world started spinning, and dropped the files he had for Harvey on her desk.
"Hey Donna. Could you-" The aspiring lawyer's words were cut off as he crumpled to the ground.
Donna, having heard him fall, ran around to the other side of her desk, falling down to her knees while she assessed the damage, immediately kicking off her heels and running to Jessica's office-after calling 911- to get Harvey, even though she knew they said not to interrupt.
I think this is a MINOR exception… Donna though as she burst into Jessica's office.
Harvey, annoyed, looked up to see who had interrupted his EXTREMELY important meeting with his boss, but upon seeing Donna looking disheveled and scared, his heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. Please don't let it be Mike. Harvey thought worriedly. He wouldn't admit it to anyone but maybe himself, but he had a soft spot for the kid. Harvey, though he claimed to be emotionless and heartless, had somehow developed…something… for the Blonde haired Associate, though he didn't know what it was, he knew if anyone found out, he would be screwed. "Is it Mike?" The lawyer asked, hoping for an answer in the negative.
The red haired secretary simply nodded and Harvey felt his temperature drop about 10 degrees.
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