Recently, the big case they were working on, had taken all their energy. They no longer knew how many nights they had only had a few hours sleep before returning to work again.
There was only an even bigger pile of documents and files waiting for them to read and analyze.
Although Mike was a lot younger, he could barely keep up with Harvey's rhythm. He still delighted in the energy he had. But both could use at least one night or maybe even only a couple of hours to turn their minds to something else.
Mike went to the apartment a few hours earlier than usual, saying that he would take the job home. Harvey had a dinner to attend so Mike worked while waiting for him to return.
Harvey was irritated that he had to spend all evening with people who he did not like, yet had to behave as if he was having fun.
It was already late when Ray drove him back to the apartment and all he wanted was a shower and bed.
He assumed Mike would be asleep already. It didn't really matter, just Mike's proximity gave him the strength to continue. He only hoped that this whole case would be over soon.
The apartment was poorly illuminated, but it looked different somehow. When he stepped into the corridor, all he could see were rose petals everywhere leading him through the appartment. He whipped his shoes off and hung up his coat, before tracking the roses.
In the background, quiet music was playing and everything smelled like a garden, all of which put a smile on his tired face.
Finally he found Mike in their huge bathroom that was also littered with petals, and illuminated by countless candles .
Mike was only wearing a robe when he approached Harvey. He kissed him gently and whispered "Welcome home." Mike's fingers carefully undid his jacket and shirt leaving Harvey totally overwhelmed.
Harvey peered into the bathroom and saw that the bathtub was filled with steaming water and scented bath salts. Around it candles were lit, which added to the calming and somewhat romantic atmosphere.
When he'd released Harvey from all his clothes, Mike ushered himinside, then dropped his robe and walked in behind him. He let Harvey get into the bath first, then he climbed in positioning himself between Harvey's legs and lay back on his chest. The soothing effect of water relaxed them both and they closed their eyes and enjoyed the faint melody floating through the condo.
Mike began to lightly massage one and then the other of Harvey's legs, drawing hardly perceptable sighs from him. Harvey stretched out and did the same to Mike using his long elegant fingers to caress everywhere could reach.
Harvey's sighs became louder and Mike smiled enjoying the fact that he could pull such sounds from him. They relaxed and slid a bit further down into the soothing water when suddenly Harvey's sighs turned into screams.
Mike didn not realize what he was doing when Harvey tried to push him forward, but once he'd turned around he finally understood. The flame of one of the candles had caught Harvey's hair and Mike reacted instinctively, pulling him down under the water.
After the initial shock had passed, they looked at each other and started laughing. "Oh God," Mike said still breathless, "I just wanted to be romantic."
Harvey kissed him, "Well, you did... almost... anyway, come on, it's not so bad."
Happily it hadn't been catastrophic. Nothing that couldn't be hidden with hair gel and a little effort. However, just in case, before continuing, they removed all the candles from the edge of the bathtub.
Despite the drama, the long bath and half-sleepy sex, meant they both slept better than they had in a long time.
The following morning the only trace of the night before were the rose petals all over the apartment. They caught each others eye and started to laugh again.
Then, totally relaxed, they started to prepare for work.
