third time isn’t lucky when it’s meant to be (harvey/mike)
The first time it happened, Harvey saw it coming even before Mike did.
When Harvey arrived at the church he told Ray that they just needed to wait for a bit, that they’d be making a cross state trip within the hour. He didn’t even bother walking into the church, he just stepped out of the car and waited, right there on the sidewalk.
The only surprising thing about the day was how long it took for Mike to come rushing out of the church doors. Harvey thought they’d be on the road by now, but he didn’t begrudge Mike in the least. This was the hardest thing Mike was ever going to have to do, of course he wanted to take all the time he could, while he still had it.
When Mike emerged and saw Harvey standing there waiting for him, there was a flash of surprise before his face melted into rueful acceptance. “How’d you know?” Mike asked.
Harvey just looked at him, incredulous. “I know you,” Harvey replied, and it was enough.
They got in the car and Ray started driving, already knowing the destination. It was going to be a long drive, ninety minutes of the nerves and anticipation ratcheting up to boiling point. Harvey wanted to distract Mike, but every idea he came up with was too lame to say out loud, so in the end he left it up to Mike.
“Talk to me,” Harvey said gently.
Mike huffed out a laugh. “That must be the first time you’ve ever asked me to tell you about my feelings. Normally you run for the hills whenever I get within five feet of the topic.”
Harvey smiled slowly. Even in his darkest moment Mike was giving Harvey shit. It was stupid, but it somehow made Harvey think that maybe things would be okay. “Well, you’ve got-” he checked his watch, “-seventy minutes to spill feelings all over me without me complaining. When are you gonna get an offer like that again?”
Mike smiled weakly at him, but didn’t reply straight away, so Harvey started to worry it was all for naught.
“Rachel’s going to hate me.”
Harvey rolled his eyes. That girl was crazy about Mike and anyone could see it. “No, she won’t.”
“I’m not going to ask you to look after her while I’m gone, because that would be patronizing and she doesn’t need it. But … just, look out for her?”
Mike spent the next few minutes looking out the window. “I’m scared,” he whispered, and Harvey could feel his heart splitting into a thousand pieces.
Harvey wanted to tell Mike that everything was going to be fine, but he couldn’t lie to him like that. He wanted to tell Mike that he was scared too, that he was terrified that prison was going to change Mike. And for all that Harvey gave Mike crap in the early days of their relationship, as much as he tried to mould and better Mike, the truth was that he didn’t need it. Mike was perfect the way he was, flaws and all, and he didn’t want prison to beat the goodness out of Mike like it had so many others.
But he didn’t say any of that. This was about Mike, not Harvey, so instead he slowly reached over to where Mike’s thumb was continually tapping against his thigh. He covered Mike’s hand with his own, squeezing it, and before he could pull away Mike gripped back, holding onto Harvey like a lifeline.
They stayed that way for the remainder of the drive.
When the car stopped outside of Danbury Mike immediately got out of the car, like a man on a mission. Harvey, confused, hustled to catch up, and he was barely out of the car before Mike was there, throwing his arms around Harvey in a hug. Harvey immediately wrapped his arms around Mike, holding him tight.
“I’m sorry for hitting you,” Mike murmured.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“And I need you to know, no matter what happens in there, I don’t regret it. Not a single day. Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me, and it was worth everything that’s happened since.”
Harvey felt himself welling up, but he tried to push it back down. He needed to be strong, for Mike. “I’m getting you out of there, Mike. I swear it.”
Mike nodded, said, “Okay,” and then he pulled away, turning and walking into the prison without looking back.
The second time it happened, Harvey was completely blindsided.
The wedding, though small, had been planned for months. The caterer had been booked, dresses and suits carefully chosen, an uncle of Rachel’s had been enlisted to perform the ceremony, Harvey had combed through his record collection to find the best music to be played at the party…
Mike never said a word.
Harvey had taken Mike to Vegas for a five day bachelor party two weeks prior to the big day. It was just the two of them, and they’d spent their days exploring, going to the Grand Canyon and the Neon Museum and Red Rock Canyon. Harvey even managed to get Mike onto a golf course, which of course he sucked at, much to Harvey’s delight. And then they spent their nights on the town: eating fabulous food, drinking, gambling with obscene amounts of money and winning more often than not because of Mike’s genius brain. There might have even been a tipsy skinny dipping session late one evening in the hotel pool. They had an amazing vacation, and throughout all that, the days and nights they spent together, the copious conversations that they had, Mike never once mentioned that he was having second thoughts.
“Please don’t ruin the pure friendship between Donna and Harvey”
Now, guys.. Let’s be real.. WHAT KIND OF FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE?
Do you sleep with your friends? Are you bothered if your friends sleep with other people? Do your friends’ gf\bf ask you if you’re in love with them? DO YOU HAVE WET DREAMS ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS AFTER THEY HOLD YOUR HAND?
I could go all day… Yes.
This is all to say… You can hate Darvey, and ship other things, because shipping isn’t science, sometimes we ship stuff, sometimes we don’t. But if you say that darvey is “a pure friendship” you’re delusional.
STOP. REDUCING. DONNA. TO. NOTHING. TO. MAKE. YOUR. SHIP. LOOK. BETTER.
I understand that different people ship
different things, see fiction in their own ways, support and like stuff someone
else might dislike, but what I do not
understand and will never be able to accept is people who feel the need to
bring others down for the sake of lifting something they think is right and
I have been in the Darvey fandom for a long
time yet I had never ever seen someone say shit about Scottie to make Darvey
sound better. I had never seen people hating on Mike because of “Marvey” (I
don’t like Mike’s character, I have expressed that a million times but it has
less than 0 to do with any sort of fictional ship he is a part of. I dislike
him because I find his personality unattractive and I don’t appreciate people
who aren’t prepared to work fair and square to reach their goals or think they
are saints whenever they do the right thing ETC ETC. Again, 0 to do with any
ship in any way shape or form. I had disliked him looong before I knew what
“marvey” is.) and the reason I don’t do that (besides wanting to not be a
disgusting human being and not wanting to waste my breath on pointless stuff)
is because I don’t have to and would never like or support anything on TV that
requires of me to bring a character down for the sake of making my ship look
And this brings me to Donna. I have seen a
few people lately saying that she is pathetic, attention seeking, egoistic,
narcissistic ETC ETC and sad enough, all of these “labels” come without any
other justification (I mean actual stuff, not just taking shit out of context.)
than wanting to portray her in a bad way to prove their cases that Harvey
should be with Mike / Scottie. She has literally supported Harvey (AND MIKE FOR
THAT MATTER. MEANWHILE SCOTTIE HATES HIS GUTS. Another random fact Marveys who
are now supporting Scarvey just because half of the ship isn’t Donna are
ignoring but not surprised, they seem to ignore every actual storyline anyway.)
since day one selflessly and with faith for him and his actions and called him
out on his bullshit yet THAT seems to make her pathetic?
And she is attention seeking, egoistic and
narcissistic because she isn’t afraid to show confidence and self-love? We
literally live in a world where EVERY SINGLE DAY people hate on each other and
try to make u feel less worthy than you actually are YET when a strong, female
character that inspires so many people to be more confident is portraying how
to be self-loving and believe in yourself, people like that try to give it bad
connotation for the sake of making her less appealing in some lame attempt to
make her unworthy character of Harvey’s heart and time? Not to mention the fact
that Harvey himself has been called narcissistic by a psychiatrist and is, by
far, a lot more vocal about his love for himself than Donna ever was (nothing
wrong with that, just saying), yet he is amazing and worthy more than her?
Every time Harvey does anything nice for Mike
he is suddenly in love with him (while he literally voiced a million times in
s6 that he “owes him” or that he “feels guilty”, but whatever) and I strongly
disagree with the idea that being someone’s support system, fighting for them,
being a good friend always implies romantic feelings, YET when Harvey does
stuff for Donna, when he fights for her while having 0 to do with her mess,
dreams about her, tells her he loves her, its never about love? Hilarious.
Marveys talk about being examples of
supporting gay community and call anyone who stands in your way homophobic for
disliking a ship of two characters you are forcing to be something they aren’t
and accusing the writers of being homophobic for not putting them together PLUS
trying to bring down a woman because half of your ship happens to be in love
with her and try to reduce her whole personality to NOTHING. And then YOU CALL
US awful people and then say you think Donna was only good in s1 where she was
her own person YET NOW THAT SHE IS TRYING TO FIND HERSELF AND THE SHOW IS
SHOWING HER FOR HER, NOT JUST SOMEONE’S SECRETARY OR A SHOULDER TO CRY ON AND
IS TRYING TO FIND WHAT SHE WANTS OUT OF LIFE FOR REAL U ANALYSE A SCENE
PORTRAYING THAT AS A LAME ATTEMP TO MAKE HARVEY INTO HER?
I have 0 trouble at admitting that I am far
from perfect and have a lot yet to learn to improve my personality and generally
views on life but, man, I really wonder how bad your personality must be to do
all that? She literally went to Harvey to give her LEGAL ADVICE on whether she
should take the deal that would determine HER OWN FUTURE and then she OPENED UP
TO HIM ABOUT HER LIFE AND WHAT SHE HAS BEEN THINKING ABOUT (literally what
Harvey has been doing to her for half of the show, yet then it’s never pathetic
or lame…) and when she said “I want something more” the actual translation of
that wasn’t her wanting to get some sort of love confession out of him????????
AND HE WAS THE ONE WHO ASKED HER WHAT SHE MEANS BY MORE AND SHE SAID SHE
DOESN’T KNOW. You can say that maybe a part of her was talking about Harvey but
that scene was about her life in general and she wasn’t freaking trying to have
him say something or beg her to stay. It isn’t about that (NOT TO MENTION that
she broke up with a guy she described as perfect because she realized he wasn’t
the one for her despite the fact that he was smart, funny, asked her to move in
with him and all that, BUT NEVER WENT TO HARVEY WITH THE INFO. She never asked
anything from him. SHE is doing the things she does for herself. Not anyone
else.) They are best friends since always. They trust each other. They lean on
each other. She went to him for advice. That’s what people do.
And to say that his face in that moment was
disgusted or YIKES about the idea of her wanting more with him?? LOL,
seriously? He literally had a dream about her not working for him anymore
because of them having more in 6x11 (while kissing her in bed, he must really
be disgusted and soo not into her right?) and this scene was her saying she
might want to do something else and he was so freaking shook about it + what is
he supposed to say other than be supportive and understand where she is coming
from? I honestly love that scene with all my heart. I don’t think it was
important for him to say something in that moment. I don’t think it was
important to Donna to hear him say something. That scene was about her. About
her life and future. It wasn’t about Harvey and his feelings. NOT EVERYTHING IS
And I would also like to say another thing-
even if you don’t see Darvey as romantic for whatever reason, you can’t deny
they have been a team for over 12 years and have a strong bond and partnership
and she admitted to him that at this point in her life having this job isn’t
enough to her. IT’S HUGE. Even if you choose to look at in that way. HOW IS HE
SUPPOSED TO RESPOND TO THAT? HOW DOES ONE (EVEN IF THEY DON’T HAVE ALL THE
ISSUES HARVEY HAS AND HIS LOW EQ) FIND THE RIGHT WORDS TO THAT IN THE MIDDLE OF
THE WHOLE MESS THAT WAS HAPPENING TO HIM IN THAT MOMENT? I would have HATED it
if he said something like “Please don’t leave me” or “Please stay here” or
“Don’t” OR WHATEVER CERTAIN PEOPLE THINK THE MAJORITY OF DARVEY FANS WANTED HIM
TO SAY? He has no right and she has supported him through everything in his
life and it’s time for him to give her the same and I would bet my life that he
will do that in season 7, you will see.
Bottom line is- you ship whatever you want
to ship, love whatever you want to love, you don’t need reasons to. BUT when
you are trying to criticise something / someone, show real arguments and don’t
take things out of context and maybe try to think about what kind of world you
want to live in. I most certainly don’t want to be a part of something that
requires me to shit on an amazing, strong, ambitious and supporting character
that is trying to find her place in the world. Whether you think Harvey is in
love with her or not, or you know he is and don’t want him to, I DO NOT CARE, I
COULDN’T GIVE LESS SHIT about it. It just makes me absolutely sick to my
stomach to have to live in a world where I have to see a girl bring another
girl down for the sake of her ship.
I have 0 doubts Harvey will be supportive
and loving, continue to be her rock, just like she is his and I WILL ENJOY
WATCHING THAT whether you choose to see that or not, it’s only making your
experience worse, not mine. But what I will not shut up about is saying shit
about Donna and making her into something she is not, so you can feel better
about a concept of a ship that is long dead, or never existed in the first
place for that matter.
(I understand and I am aware that there are
perfectly nice and awesome Scarvey and Marvey shippers somewhere out there too,
I am not trying to generalize you all to the same thing. Just addressing those
who fit the descriptions I just gave.)
beginnings don’t always happen on time (harvey/mike)
10.51am, January 1st.
Everything hurts. That’s the first and only coherent thought Mike has as he opens his eyes. The room is too bright and his throat is too dry and his head is pounding like a construction crew is in there, working overtime.
He lets out a groan, throws his arm over his eyes, and tries to make everything stop with the power of thought alone.
It doesn’t work.
He needs water. He needs advil. He needs to go back to sleep and not wake up for a year.
He tries the latter for at least ten minutes without success. Resigning himself to the fact that he’s awake and that isn’t going to change any time soon, Mike slowly blinks his eyes open, looking around the room to discover he’s not actually at home.
He’s in someone else’s bedroom.
He panics for a moment before his eyes alight on Harvey, sitting on the chaise in the corner of the room, and he feels relief rush through him. He’s at Harvey’s place. He might be awfully hung over, he might not remember anything after he drank too much and left the apartment, but he’s here, so whatever happened at least he knows he’s okay and safe with Harvey.
Mike sits gingerly, and the movement makes Harvey look up from his book. He smirks at Mike, and before Harvey can make a no doubt biting yet undeniably funny remark about Mike’s current state, Mike says, “I know, I know.”
Harvey chuckles, marking his page and putting the book aside. “Coffee or water?”
“Water please,” Mike replies. He needs something cool and clean if he’s going to be expected to continue speaking.
Harvey heads to the kitchen, coming back not only with a glass of water but a couple of pills. Mike accepts them with a grateful smile.
After throwing back the pills and swallowing half the glass of water Mike says, “Sorry if I ruined your New Years.”
Harvey looks at him a beat too long, an expression Mike can’t understand on his face. “You didn’t,” he says carefully.
Mike leans back against the headboard, massaging his temple and hoping the advil will kick in soon. Everything still hurts.
“You didn’t have to rescue me from public indecency or intoxication or anything did you? Man, that would’ve put a dampener on your New Year’s Eve.”
Harvey is still looking at him strangely, but then his expression clears and he heads back to the chaise, picking up his book before settling down and nonchalantly asking, “How much do you remember about last night?”
“Honestly, after leaving my apartment everything’s pretty much a blur.”
Harvey nods absently, opening his book up and starting to read.
“Why? What happened?” Mike asks, suddenly nervous about all the missing time.
“Nothing,” Harvey says, still looking at his book.
Mike furrows his brow, not convinced that could be true since he’s here and not at home. But it’s early and bright and everything hurts, so he decides now is not the time to worry about it. He slides back down under the covers and tries to get back to sleep.
As soon as Harvey realized his feelings for Mike had gone beyond the professional, even beyond the familial, that they’d gone further than he ever anticipated, he promised himself that he would never inflict those feelings on Mike. Mike, who was so happy now that he and Rachel were dating. Mike, who deserved everything good in the world and more than Harvey could ever give. Mike, who Harvey just didn’t deserve.
So he sat back, listened as Mike raved about Rachel, nodded and smiled along as Mike waxed poetic about his love life.
He figured that this was his punishment. Harvey wasn’t an idiot. He knew both Donna and Scottie had feelings for him, but even though he never encouraged them, he never did anything to actively dissuade them either. He gave Donna liberties he shouldn’t have, and he slept with Scottie for years, and while he felt many emotions for them both - admiration, like, respect, appreciation - he didn’t feel what he knew they felt. And now, he was in the exact same position they were in: having feelings for someone who didn’t have those same feelings back.
It was for the best. Harvey was in no position to have an actual adult relationship, despite how genuinely and wholeheartedly he cared for Mike. For all his social graces and sexual prowess, relationships were a foreign territory to him. For most kids it’s their parents divorce that fucks them up. Not Harvey. No, for him it was his parents marriage. He saw two people who went into a relationship on unequal terms - different wants, different needs, different levels of affection - and it was a great example of how not to have a relationship. He decided long ago that he was never going to enter a relationship for the wrong reasons, like his parents had. And it was a decision he has stuck to and never really regretted.
He’d never met anyone who made him want a relationship before now.
But it was all for the best. He would probably just fuck it up in the long run. Harvey told himself, again and again, that Mike was happy, and he was with someone with whom he could build a good life, and that was all that mattered.
So when Harvey received a text from Mike - 911 my apt - he didn’t exactly rush over to Mike’s apartment. Because, although he didn’t know the specifics, all Mike had been talking about all week was the ‘big date’ he had planned for Saturday night. Mike had seemed so excited about it, and Harvey had, as always, just smiled and nodded along. So Harvey could only assume his emergency was date related, and though Mike was his friend and Harvey would do anything for him, that didn’t mean he needed to rush across town just to help him deal with whatever disaster has occurred while planning his date with someone else.
Mike opened the door mere seconds after Harvey knocked, his face brightening instantly. “You’re here,” Mike exclaimed, wrapping his fingers around Harvey’s forearm and pulling him into the room.