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crack_van2014-01-07 09:06 am
merryghoul) wrote in crack_van2014-01-07 09:06 am
And We'll Pretend by Anonymous (Mature)
Fandom: SUITS
Pairing: Mike/Harvey
Length: ~4300
Author on LJ: who knows?
Author Website:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
suitsmeme
Why this must be read: The prompt for this fill wanted something concerning a morning after between Mike and Harvey. Mike knows Harvey's a womanizer. Harvey actually wanted more. The fill for this prompt goes above and beyond the original prompt, and has a very poetic quality to it as well.
Mike can't sleep.
Harvey sleeps easily beside him, breathing slow and even. Harvey's laying on his back, limbs akimbo, head tilted to the side, away from Mike; yet his body has gravitated a little more to the center of the bed with each passing hour, taking up more than his fair share of room.
But then, it is his bed.
Mike doesn't belong here. He suspects that's part of what's keeping him awake; the knowledge weighs too heavily in his mind. He's tense, despite the spine-tingling orgasm of just a few hours ago, and achingly aware of Harvey beside him. Harvey's slow crawl into the center of the bed has kept Mike shifting ever closer to the margins.
He wouldn't mind just settling himself against Harvey's side, but - he's dead certain that Harvey Specter doesn't cuddle. He feels precariously close to the edge of the bed, and ridiculous for it. Staying in bed has been a careful balancing act, in this last hour. Mike lets out a shaky, silent laugh, and scrubs a hand down his face. He's going to fall out of the bed. It's almost funny.
He feels a little like crying, actually.
You can't get much clearer than this, this slow inexorable push: even in his sleep, Harvey's making it crystal clear that Mike isn't actually welcome here. Harvey, Mike knows, doesn't do serious. Harvey does one night stands.
This was just a fuck.
And We'll Pretend
Pairing: Mike/Harvey
Length: ~4300
Author on LJ: who knows?
Author Website:
suitsmemeWhy this must be read: The prompt for this fill wanted something concerning a morning after between Mike and Harvey. Mike knows Harvey's a womanizer. Harvey actually wanted more. The fill for this prompt goes above and beyond the original prompt, and has a very poetic quality to it as well.
Mike can't sleep.
Harvey sleeps easily beside him, breathing slow and even. Harvey's laying on his back, limbs akimbo, head tilted to the side, away from Mike; yet his body has gravitated a little more to the center of the bed with each passing hour, taking up more than his fair share of room.
But then, it is his bed.
Mike doesn't belong here. He suspects that's part of what's keeping him awake; the knowledge weighs too heavily in his mind. He's tense, despite the spine-tingling orgasm of just a few hours ago, and achingly aware of Harvey beside him. Harvey's slow crawl into the center of the bed has kept Mike shifting ever closer to the margins.
He wouldn't mind just settling himself against Harvey's side, but - he's dead certain that Harvey Specter doesn't cuddle. He feels precariously close to the edge of the bed, and ridiculous for it. Staying in bed has been a careful balancing act, in this last hour. Mike lets out a shaky, silent laugh, and scrubs a hand down his face. He's going to fall out of the bed. It's almost funny.
He feels a little like crying, actually.
You can't get much clearer than this, this slow inexorable push: even in his sleep, Harvey's making it crystal clear that Mike isn't actually welcome here. Harvey, Mike knows, doesn't do serious. Harvey does one night stands.
This was just a fuck.
And We'll Pretend