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I would love disoriented, confused, sleepy post-seizure Mike and concerned Harvey taking him home to get his meds and staying with him all day.
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I sort of want to have your babies. If you fill this, I swear I will do your bidding or give you my first-born or something.
Also, totally adding you as a friend, because clearly we are both geniuses who appreciate the not-so subtle art of kicking the shit out of Mike and reveling in his woobie-ness.
*smishes you*
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He didn’t realize until halfway there what he had forgotten (far too late to double back). But it’s not a big deal. He occasionally missed a day here and there. As long as he remembers to take the evening dose tonight, he’ll be fine.
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It wasn’t that it wasn’t understandable. They hadn’t gone home in three days. 72 hours without any sleep will cause anyone to space out a little. But some people (Harvey) were hiding it better than others (Mike). Really, this is the third time in a half hour that Harvey has caught him staring… well basically at nothing. At different parts of the wall. If Harvey didn’t know better, he’d be asking Mike if he’d been taking drugs again…
Harvey sneaks a glance at his associate and sighs. This time he’s staring fixatedly at the desk. With a smack, he throws down the file, jolting Mike out of his stupor. “What the hell is the matter with you? Are you trying to completely screw up this case? Or just partially? Pay attention to the files and stop staring at useless crap.” With that Harvey leaves the room, intent on finding some god-damned coffee and muttering to himself about the ridiculousness of his god-damn associate.
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1) Mike is no where to be seen.
2) The chair that Mike had been sitting in is moving without anyone visible touching it.
Curious, he walks around the table to investigate.
Mike is lying on the floor. At first, Harvey thinks he’s sleeping. Then, his limbs start to move spastically. His eyes are moving rapidly behind is eyelids. Just when Harvey is debating the need for an old priest, a young priest and some holy water, it stops. Mike goes completely still…for all of 30 seconds. Then it starts again.
Harvey jolts into action like he was just electrocuted. Dialing 911 on his cell, he kneels down next to his associate and is most definitely not panicking as he waits to be connected to the next available operator.
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“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Harvey. Of course.
“Um…Home?” Mike squints at Harvey, trying to work out why he looks like someone just told him the world’s supply of suits has been destroyed in a freak suit fire.
“No, you are not. That nurse said you need to stay with someone. You’re coming with me.”
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Mike opens his eyes a sliver, “You know I don’t have a concussion right? So I can in fact sleep without it being an issue?”
Harvey pauses mid shaking. “I…knew that?”
Mike rolls his eyes. “Sure you did.” He lifts the covers. “Get in.”
Harvey’s eyebrows shoot up into his hairline. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Get in. I don’t have a spare bedroom, so it’s basically here or the floor. Get in the bed or go find blankets.” There is a long pause before Harvey kicks off his shoes and climbs into the bed.
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I loved that Harvey kept hitting Mike with the folder. xD
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