Mike takes a deep breath. He can do this. He can totally do this. He stands straighter, schools his features into a look of determination, and crosses the floor to Harvey’s office.
He knocks on the open door and walks in without being invited. “Harvey.”
“Not now, Mike,” Harvey replies, gaze still focused on his laptop.
“I just need ten minutes.”
“And I’d love to give them to you, but Jessica is riding my ass over this case and my witness just recanted and I don’t-”
“I’ve been offered a job.”
That gets Harvey’s attention. His fingers still and he looks up at Mike, shock etched into every corner of his face. “What?” Harvey says, his voice tremulous.
“You heard me.”
“Yeah, I did, I just….” Harvey trails off, doesn’t finish the thought, just keeps staring at him. “Are you … are you going to take it?”
Mike hasn’t even answered yet and already Harvey looks hurt, like he’s resigning himself to the inevitable, which is Mike leaving him. “I don’t know,” Mike admits. He lets out a shuddering breath and collapses on the sofa, head in his hands. It doesn’t take long for him to feel the sofa dipping beside him.
He knows what he has to do. After all these years it’s time to tell Harvey the truth and see what happens. He just needs to find the courage to actually do it.
It takes a few moments, but he finally raises his head and looks at Harvey. “Okay, cards on the table?” Harvey nods slowly. “I should take it. It’s for a good company, and it’s not as a lawyer, so I can stop putting everyone - especially you - in danger by virtue of simply being here. It’s well paid and closer to home and seems like a really great place to work.”
“Sounds perfect,” Harvey says, not a little bitterly. “Why haven’t you taken it already?”
“Because of you.”
It isn’t often Mike gets to genuinely surprise Harvey. He knows he impresses Harvey with his memory and his ideas when it comes to casework. But this is something different, and Mike can’t help but revel in it.
“I haven’t accepted it yet because of you. Because I owe you everything, and I can’t bear the thought of leaving you. I can’t imagine us not working together anymore. Even the idea of not seeing you every day makes me feel sick, and I don’t want to live a life without you in it.”
Mike can’t tear his gaze away from Harvey’s, but that’s okay, because Harvey doesn’t seem inclined to look away either. Mike suddenly realises how close they are - he can feel the line of Harvey’s body against him, their knees pressing together - and he just wants more, to press his mouth to Harvey’s skin and breathe in his scent and be completely wrapped up in him.
Finally Harvey breaks their heavy gaze. Mike’s heart is pounding in his chest. He knows he crossed an unspoken line and there are a million ways Harvey could react. And he honestly doesn’t know which way Harvey will go.
After what feels like years Harvey turns back to him. “Take the job.”
“What?” Mike replies, his voice a near perfect echo of Harvey’s a few minutes ago.
“Take the job, Mike. And then, at the end of your first day, let me take you out to dinner.”
Mike swallows thickly. “Really?”
Harvey nods, reaching over and placing a hand over Mike’s. Mike doesn’t hesitate to move his hand so their fingers are tangled together, a touch much more intimate, and Harvey smiles in response. “Even if we don’t work together anymore, I’m not living a life without you in it either.”
anyway so canonically speaking everyone on the Hephaestus drinks out of super-sealed cups with straws and little flip caps or whatever (because, you know. no gravity) so now that I have your attention please imagine colonel kepler drinking whiskey out of what is essentially a grown up sippy cup
“I’m not getting you another Bankers Box,” Cat tells her, not looking away from the night skyline.
Kara tugs at her dress in the balcony doorway, rolling her lips together to stop a smile as she watches Cat’s shoulders shift. “No need, Ms. Grant,” she says as she steps over the threshold.
It feels like she’s said goodbye already at the same time that it doesn’t. Kara wonders if it’s greedy to want two goodbyes, two moments with Cat when most people (read: people without a secret identity) would only get one. But when Cat braces her forearms on the ledge and turns to look at her, Kara can’t seem to care about shoulds.
“The idea of soul mates actually originated with Plato. His theory was that, humans originally consisted of four arms, four legs, and two faces. Zeus was threatened by their power and split them all in half. Condemning us all to spend our lives trying to complete ourselves” -TB
Disclaimer: This story contains cheating. Solangelo cheats with each other not on each other. Please do not read if angst or cheating triggers you. Keep in mind I have a plot and I am not a horrible person, this is all fiction and entertainment. Thank you.
It had been hours since Paolo left. Of course, Will felt
horrible. The look in his eyes was heart wrenching even if he didn’t love him.
Will kept waiting for him to come back and kick him out. He’d packed and
unpacked his clothes a few times. He didn’t know if he could stay in the
apartment any more than Paolo.
He heard a knock and for a second, he thought it might be Paolo,
but then Paolo had a key. He wouldn’t knock.
When he opened the door, his heart leapt to his throat.
“What are you doing here?” he hissed. “Paolo could be back any second-”
“He won’t be, Percy took him to his sister’s,” Nico said
with a sigh. Will furrowed his eyebrows and let Nico in. He glanced around and
took a deep breath. “Why haven’t you called me?”
“I’ve been reflecting,” he answered. “Why is Percy taking
Paolo to his sister’s?”
Nico frowned and looked at Will. “He came to the house and
told us… what you told him.” He gulped. “I didn’t know you would tell him you
The comment took him off guard. “What was I supposed to say?
What excuse could I possibly give?” Nico scratched his head and sighed. “Nico,
he was ready to forgive me for it. I had to tell him I was still doing it for
him to get it through his head that I don’t want to be with him anymore.”
Nico put a hand to his mouth and shut his eyes. Then he
reached for him and caressed his cheek. “Did he hurt you? Did he do anything to
“No. No, he got angry and he yelled and he hit the wall,
but… no he didn’t hurt me.” Nico sighed and pulled him into a kiss. It seemed unfair.
Paolo was off seeking refuge with his sister and Will was in the apartment,
Nico pulled away and rested his forehead against Will’s. “He
knows,” he whispered. “Percy figured it out. He didn’t tell Paolo, but… he
knows. And he made sure that I knew he did.” Will looked at him with wide eyes.
Why was everything so damn complicated? What did it mean for them? The worry
must have been evident on his face because then Nico said, “We’ll figure it
out. We’ll figure this out, love, it’s okay.”
This is probably a very unpopular opinion, but I don’t think Percy and Annabeth are big fans of PDA. I haven’t read the books in a while but something I remember really well in MoA was that there was a lot of hand holding and kisses on the cheek in front of people, they only kissed on the lips when the emotions where too big for them to contain. (The reunion kiss in MoA, the make out kiss in BoO and the kiss in TLO but they thought they were alone and had no idea the whole camp was spying on them.)
I feel they act all cute when they are out with friends but they don’t really kiss unless they are alone.
I would like everyone to take a moment to appreciate the fact that Magento, having kidnapped Scott and a civilian and just threatened the entire world a minute ago, decided to stop and inquire about Scott’s love life. Like, he seems really into it. Like, he stopped in the middle of his evil rant and everything. I think he’s a shipper. I feel really bad that Jean died and ruined his OTP like that.