I don't own Suits, but I do own a heart that loves it.

Harvey was getting bored. He had been blocking, well if you could even call it that, baby punches for the last twenty minutes. He didn't even have to try to dodge the fists slowly coming his way.

"Come on, Mike. I know you can hit harder than that." Harvey said, stepping to the left to 'dodge' another 'punch'. He saw Mike's jaw clench, and felt a little bit more muscle behind the fist that hit his boxing glove. The force caused an idea.

"I know you learned how to fight. No one can be a geek like you and not get picked on in school." Harvey said to his associate as they moved around the small boxing ring. Mike gritted his teeth and threw a few weak punches, which Harvey easily blocked.

"Unless, Trevor fought your battles. Was that why you were friends with that douche? He helps keep the bullies off you, you help him with...well, everything else?" Harvey played, getting the same reaction with a little bit more force from Mike. Harvey smirked.

"Or you ran away. You're skinny, I'm sure you're a decent runner. Yep, that explains it. You ran away like a little school girl, from the bullies that picked on you in high school." Harvey meant to stop there. He was only saying those to Mike to cause a little bit more strength behind his punch. He thought if made Mike made enough, their boxing match wouldn't be as boring, but Harvey couldn't stop the words pouring out of his mouth. "What? They didn't like the little, skinny, smart kid?" He could have even stopped there. There was voice inside his head, screaming at him to stop talking. He even wanted to stop talking as he saw the hurt, yet angry expression on the younger man's face, but his mouth just kept moving. "The freak who could remember everything."

That's all it took.

"You're an asshole." Mike grounded out.

Before Harvey could blink, a fist connected with his face and sent him to the ground.

He was dazed for a second and he just sat there on the ground and shook his head. When he realized what had happened, he felt proud of Mike, but he couldn't help feeling, damned if he'd admit it, bad for making his associate that angry. He touched his sore cheekbone that was already starting to bruise and looked up at the man who punched him. He was actually going to attempt to apologize, but Mike's voice caught him off guard.

"Harvey!" Mike exclaimed mortified. He stood above Harvey with wide eyes. "I-I...I didn't mean to...I'm so sorry! I just...I don't...I"

"Mike!" Harvey yelled to get his associate's attention. He stood up and he didn't fail to notice Mike take a step away from him. He laughed, touching his cheek again, before turning his full attention on the younger lawyer. "You realize that's the point of boxing? That was supposed to happen, Mike."

Mike's mouth opened, moved up and down a few times as he tried to find words. Finally, he found some. "I...I know...I just, I didn't mean to.. I don't know how..." Mike failed to speak in complete sentences again.

"When people get made enough, you'd be surprised of what they are capable of." Harvey replied, with an easy laugh, though it hurt his cheek.

Mike stared at him for a minute, then his jaw dropped. "You did that on purpose?"

"What?" Harvey tried to play dumb.

"Don't bullshit me. You did that on purpose! You said those things to make me mad, so I would hit you!"

"I was getting bored." Harvey defended, throwing his arms out to the side.

"Unbelievable!" Mike shook his head as he threw his boxing gloves down on the ground. He looked at Harvey, who said nothing, and then just walked out.

Harvey hadn't spoken to Mike since last night after the boxing fiasco, so he wasn't sure if the kid was truely mad at him, or just annoyed, He sat in his office, flipping through files, waiting for Mike to show up to work. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long for Donna's voice to filter into his office over the speaker phone.

"Rocky Balboa is here."

Harvey rolled his eyes and shot Donna a glare as he exited his office and made his way towards Mike's cubicle. He stopped short, just behind the corner before turing into the associate's break room, when he heard Gregory, or at least he thought that was his name, say, "So Mike, I hear you're the one that gave Specter that bruise on his face. What happened? Did he make you miss seeing your Grammy? "

Harvey clenched his jaw and his fists. If Mike didn't hit the kid he would.

"No, Gregory." Mike tried to dismiss the conversation, but Gregory still wanted to pick on him and started to mock him some more.

Suddenly, Harvey recalled how he had teased Mike for being picked on in high school and realized it was the truth. He thought about a younger, even more sensitive, Mike being picked on and taunted and it made his blood boil. He made his way over.

"No, Gregory! Harvey, let me punch him, okay? Now go away, I have work to do." Mike shouted.

"Specter just let you hit him?" Gregory asked, not believing a word of it.

"No, I didn't." Harvey's voice boomed in the break room, causing both Gregory and Mike to flinch.

"Uh.." Gregory stammered, but Harvey wasn't going to listen to it.

"And if he, "Harvey pointed to Mike. "decides to kick your ass right here, I won't bat an eye."

Harvey stared at Gregory while Mike stared at Harvey. Gregory slowly backed out of the break room. Once he was gone, Mike and Harvey finally looked at each other.

"Umm...what was that?" Mike asked.

"Kid's a douche." Harvey replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah." Mike agreed. "But-"

"Listen, we have a case. My office in five minutes. Okay?" Harvey asked, cutting off the awkward conversation Mike was about to bring up.

"Oh-kay." Mike nodded slowly.

Harvey nodded, giving a small smile before turning to leave, but stopped at the door.

"Oh, were going back to the gym tonight and no more 'letting you hit me'. So come prepared this time, Rocky."

Mike stared at him for a moment, and Harvey thought he was going to try and decline.

"So I'm Rocky?" The younger lawyer asked.

Harvey rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but laugh.

"Just come on."

"I think we make a real sharp couple of coconuts." Mike said in a horrible imitation of Sylvester Stallone's voice, as he said a quote from the movie.

Harvey just gawked at him.

"No?" Mike asked, as they walked down the hall.

"NO." Harvey replied, shaking his head as he gave Mike a shove.

"Hey! Just for that, I'm going to kick your ass tonight." The younger man threatened with no menace.

Harvey laughed. "Oh really? And what makes you think you can?"

"I've just been holding back. Just because I don't like to fight doesn't mean I can't." Mike shot back.

"Yeah, so I've noticed." Harvey replied, motioning towards his bruised cheek. "But I'll be doing the ass-kicking tonight."

AN: So it was going to be a one-shot, but I think I want to write out another chapter, where Harvey punches Mike. Anyone else want to see...well read...that? Let me know what you think! Thanks for reading! :)