Mike knew from the very first moment when he entered the hotel room, that from that day, his life will change forever. He did not need his brilliant mind, only one glance at Harvey's eyes.
And now that he woke up sometime during the night in this, completely different hotel room, he realized was not dreaming and that Harvey was still close to him.
He remember again their first meeting. He wanted him so long. He saw when Harvey realized the same and saw how much he fought against it... but now he was in his arms and all that was irrelevant.
He was not sure what would happen in the morning. He was ready for everything, even if this was their first and the last time.
The city lights throw shadow over their naked bodies and Mike again thought of the first kiss, and all the touches and desires since last night.
He looks at the sleepy Harvey with such gentleness. He could live only from this view. Is this possible?
In fact, he is glad Harvey is asleep. At last has a little time to get ready, to prepare for the morning, to fit everything he has wanted to say him for a long time.
How many times imagined to be with Harvey like this, but somehow he thought it was unlikely that this would happen. Perhaps that's why he never imagined anything later.
He is thirsty but does not want to move a millimeter. More than sex, which was prefect, fascinates him this intimacy. How beautiful it is to be near him while he is asleep.
While it looks like this relaxed and messy, and handed one hand over him, somehow possessive and protective. Harvey was at least his last few hours and that was something.
After all, tiredness overwhelms him as he clings closer to a man breathing quietly beside him.
When the next time he woke up, Harvey was already awake and he saw panic in his eyes. But Mike is not ready to let go. He hugs him tight and just says "please... "
When Harvey give in, he knows that all this is just the beginning and that really no words are needed.
