Tuxes, Suits, and Ties

Chapter 1: Tux Scene

     I just wanted to start out by saying that I borrowed a scene from the show, but then decided to add my own personal twist to it. This scene is in Season 2 Episode 6 of Suits titled All In and contains minor spoilers up to that point, mostly about Donna which is briefly mentioned. I hope you enjoy the story!

     Mike sighed, grabbing a beer from the fridge, and after popping the cap off settled onto the couch. It had been a long day and he was grateful to finally be home for the night. While in mid sip of his beer and watching tv, an unexpected knock sounded on his door.
     He sighed once again in annoyance placing his beer on the table and called out, "I'm not here!" The knocking persisted, while rolling his eyes Mike moved towards the door cursing, "God what?" He was taken aback completely by the sight before him, his heart pounded in a way he didn't quite understand when his eyes fell upon the man. Harvey Specter. But, there was something different about him, it had to do with the way he looked and his clothing was even fancier than normal.
     "What are you doing here?" He questioned in curiosity.
     Harvey was wearing a tux and Mike could smell the cologne in the air, he wondered what kind it was because damn the scent was nice. He assumed Harvey was on his way to a date and made a quick stop, he'd never come to Mike's apartment before, so Mike knew it must be important. The thought made him a little nervous. 
     A small playful look spread across Harvey's face as he peaked into the apartment passed Mike, "Are you watching different strokes?"
     "Uh yeah, well it's a touching story of a couple of orphans.
     Harvey abruptly moved to walk inside causing Mike to step out of the way before getting trampled and he shut the door after him.
     "So-"
     "Don't." Harvey cut him off, "It's a nice building. How long ago was it condemned?"
     "Oh great, so did you come all the way over here just to criticize where I live? Or..."
     "It's a side benefit." The older man finished for him.
     Did Harvey's clothes always fit him so snugly? Mike wondered or was it just because he was wearing a tux? Mike quickly shook the thought away.
     Harvey made a couple comments about a few various things in Mike's apartment before finally turning to face him, hands in his pockets, "Get your tux on, we got a situation."
     And has Harvey's voice always sounded like that when he's demanding? It had a very unique tone that was…really sexy? Mike couldn't control his thoughts, also why did he need him to put on a tux too? Ugh, after he thought he was done for the night too this definitely had to be work related.
     "Uh, a situation that requires a tux? Where is this tuxedo situation?” Normally suits were enough for what they did, not that Mike was particularly minding how slim and toned Harvey was looking.
     "Atlantic City. Can you get dressed now?" A hint of annoyance now evident in Harvey's voice.
     "Uh, yeah I could." Mike nervously ran a hand through his hair feeling a bit embarrassed, there was one problem.
     "But?"
     "I don't have a tux." Mike admitted dropping his hand to his side.
Harvey rolled his eyes looking away.
     "I'm not Bruce Wayne!" Mike stated.
     "Don't I know it."
Once they made their way to the limo, Mike now dressed in a tux, he fiddled with his tie and questioned the man sitting beside him, "You just carry around an extra tux for the random occasion?"
     "Something told me you'd need it and by something I mean common sense and by common sense I mean you're an idiot." Harvey quipped.
     "Oh haha!" Mike let out a fake laugh as he proceeded with his tie, "So, can I ask why we are going to Atlantic City instead of just messengering these contracts?"
     "No."
     "Ya know, I'm sensing a little hostility. And you know what I think?" Mike began, "I think that you're still stung about Donna and you see a chance to blow off some steam and you need a wing man."
     "Easy Doctor Phil. We're here." Harvey stated while glancing out the window.
     Mike finished with his tie feeling very proud of himself for accomplishing it without a mirror, he turned to Harvey and was met with gorgeous hazelnut eyes that took him by surprise, "There. How's that?" He questioned about his tie trying not to let himself get distracted.
     The creases in Harvey's forehead and the look in his eyes immediately let Mike know that he tied it poorly, but those piercing eyes also sent a strange heat throughout his body. Mike was almost ready to climb outside the window if he had to in order to get away from this man that had him all sorts of confused. Harvey sighed turning back to stare out his window leaving Mike to feel somewhat relieved and also disappointed.
     "What would you do without me?" Harvey asked as he shifted his body moving closer to Mike.
     Mike's heart was almost ready to leap out the window too! He was just about to put up his hands to stop and question Harvey's actions, when Harvey grabbed the bow tie around Mike's neck and straightened it out to start over. Mike feeling a bit silly now let out an audible breath of relief. It was then that Harvey's knee bumped against Mike's thigh and Mike realized there was no stopping his body's reaction now. Shit! He tried not to make any suspicious movements to draw unwanted attention from Harvey, but his dick was already growing hard. All just from one tiny little touch, Mike had to be out of his damn mind. And he was hard because of Harvey? He blamed it on the cologne...and the tux. Mike inhaled deeply and leaned his head back in frustration.
     That's what drew Harvey's attention, he tilted his head to the side as he looked at Mike, "What the hell's wrong with you?" He questioned and Mike hated that his eyes were already roaming across Harvey's face, memorizing it. The beauty mark just above his left eyebrow and slightly to the side, he'd secretly always liked that. Harvey's dark hair was spiked up to perfection and Mike had the sudden urge to run his hand through it, but he was able to control himself enough to resist. Trying to shoo the thoughts away, Mike bit the side of his bottom lip.
     Picking up on his odd behavior, Harvey's fingers still on Mike's tie his eyes began to wander down the younger man's body.
     When his eyes landed on the bulge in Mike's pants, a smirk spread across Harvey's face, "Wow, Mike? Is that for me? Gee, I'm flattered." He said playfully assuming Mike had already been hard for a while now daydreaming on the ride over, "So, that's what you were really going to do in your apartment."
     Mike gritted his teeth obviously not in the mood for Harvey's games, "Shut. Up."
     It was the anger in Mike's voice that took Harvey completely by surprise as he asked softly, "Mike?"
     Mike closed his eyes huffing, he was so not prepared for this conversation and not to mention now completely embarrassed. He felt like his entire body was on fire.
     Harvey moved back to his seat next to Mike, making sure they weren't touching in any way possible, "Mike. Please tell me that is not because of me."
     Mike let out a nervous laugh, "What? Psh, of course not! You're crazy, you know that I like...also stop trying to flatter yourself. You are so not my type."
     "Stay here." Harvey ordered stepping outside.
     Mike sighed, he'd really pissed Harvey off this time. He needed to get better at lying, or at least lying to Harvey or Harvey was definitely going to fire him. But, Mike's cock didn’t really seem to care about that. Mike couldn’t even remember the last time he felt so turned on. He hated it, he hated Harvey! The door swung open as Harvey climbed back in beside Mike, the Limo began moving again.
     “Wait, where are we going? I thought we had business to attend to there?” Mike asked.
     “We did.” Harvey stated, “But, it can wait. We have more pressing matters to attend to at the moment.”
     “Pressing matters? Harvey, what are you even? I swear, my little problem here has nothing to do with you.”
     Harvey didn’t respond to that, instead he went quiet for the rest of the ride. His lips pressed together in a firm line.
     It was when they arrived at Harvey's place that Mike scoffed, “So, that’s it? You show up at my apartment unannounced, demand for me to wear a tux and accompany you and now you’re just going to go home?” Mike was starting to get sick and tired of being yanked around by this man.
     “Get your ass out of the car.” Harvey said to Mike.
     Confused and knowing better than to start an argument, Mike complied and stepped outside. When the Limo drove off, Harvey began making his way to the door when he turned to call to Mike, “Aren’t you coming?”
     Mike quickly followed after him and once inside the house Mike’s back facing the open door, Harvey turned and angrily slammed the door shut, his hand to the left of Mike's head. The action happened so fast that it caused Mike to fall back against the door. Harvey's face, specifically his mouth were only inches away from Mike's and he knew that he should probably be terrified, but he was feeling even more turned on that he had been before. Harvey let out a deep breath, trying to control his anger before yelling, “Are you out of your god damn mind?!”
     “Me?!” Mike fought back, “You’re the one that showed up at my apartment! Looking like that!” He pointed his finger at Harvey.
     Harvey shook his head, “No, you are not going to turn this back around on me! Wait…” He exhaled, “What did you just say?”
Harvey's eyes scanned Mike's bluish green ones for answers when Mike didn’t respond. He had to look away from them when he saw the emotions flickering in them. Harvey wasn’t ready for this, not right now. How had he not seen this? His damn job was to see things coming, to prepare for them and yet this was a total shock.
     “H-Harvey!” He heard Mike's voice crack at the same time he felt arms wrap around his torso. Mike was embracing him, cheek pressed against Harvey's chest. Harvey had no idea how to react in this situation, but a part of him also wasn’t yet ready to pull away. After a few seemingly too long minutes passed, Harvey finally placed his hands on Mike's shoulders and pulled him back to scan his face. Something pulled at his heart when he noticed the tears coursing down Mike's cheeks. Mike’s eyes met his, they were so bright and beautiful, but a part of Harvey broke seeing what emotions were filtering through them.
     “Harvey, I have lost everyone. Everyone that I have ever loved or cared about! They’re all gone, but I can't…” He shook his head, “No, I refuse to lose you! Please, don’t let this come between us. I’m so sorry.”
     Harvey had never seen Mike like this before, he knew that things had to have been hard on him, but seeing him this way was something else entirely.
     “Mike.” Harvey managed to say calmly even though calm was the exact opposite of what he was feeling inside, he knew he had to try to somewhat comfort Mike. “Mike.” He repeated again gently before the younger man finally looked back up at him, “It's okay. You’re not going to lose me.”
     “But…” Mike started, “I thought you were pissed at me.”
     “That doesn’t mean that we're over and I’m not pissed at you. I’m pissed at myself for not seeing this sooner, I should've known.”
     Mike’s eyes narrowed at him in anger, “Harvey, here I am opening up to you and you’re more concerned about not being a step ahead? What, did you need to have a better way planned of turning me down? I’m not some problem that needs to be solved, this isn't work!”
     “Turning you-?” Harvey started aloud, “Oh, I get it now.”
     “What is it that you get?” Mike asked now growing annoyed.
     “Mike, listen whatever you think you’re feeling towards me right now? It isn’t real. I’m one of the first constants in your life, because we spend a lot of time together at work, but you’re confusing your feelings for me. You don’t feel anything more than a deep admiration or friendship.”
The pair locked eyes studying each other as the minutes ticked by. 
     “I think I should go.” Mike finally whispered.
     “Not like that. Stay. Neither of us have work tomorrow, we'll have lunch.”
      Mike looked hesitant, like he was about to question Harvey but decided against it.