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Their wedding had been a small affair, without fuss or fanfare. It was one of the downsides (or not, depending on who you ask) of being in a relationship but not being able to tell their coworkers or friends exactly that.
No one but a select few knew the true nature of their relationship. Ray, as a result of driving them from their apartment to the office and Grammy, for obvious reasons.
Mike and Harvey had been more than coworkers, more than friends for just over a year, their arguably not very platonic relationship transcending into a relationship neither of them had ever expected to unfold in the way that it had.
Neither of them had really expected to get married that weekend either.
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Harvey watched from where he was leant against the kitchen counter, nursing a cup of coffee, as Mike walked through their apartment, dressed in Harvey’s clothes. He’d gotten up earlier than Mike as he usually did and was now taking in the view of the early morning sun shining through the windows of the penthouse, illuminating Mike’s silhouette, making him glow in a way that only Harvey had the privilege of seeing and indulging in.
He wanted nothing more than to make that permanent.
“Harvey, pass me the-”
“Marry me.”
Mike looked up with a start,“What?”
“I said, marry me.” Harvey responded, walking closer to Mike, a hand reaching to hold onto Mike’s waist.
“No, I got that. Just- What?”
“Let’s get married. We can go down to the courthouse tomorrow and-”
Harvey figured Mike agreed if the way he’d launched himself against Harvey, pressing their lips together, was any indication. He couldn't help but smile as Mike kissed him. There truly was no better place than with him.
—
Mike and Harvey got married the next day, on a Sunday morning, at the same courthouse they won many a court case in, with no one but the officiant and themselves present.
They walked out of the courthouse with ring fingers adorned with matching silver bands, Mike’s surname matching Harvey’s, hands intertwined as they walked down the stairs, their lives tied together in a way neither of them would ever let unravel.
—
Getting married hadn’t really changed anything for Mike and Harvey at work - the same way being in a relationship had not really changed their dynamic.
Not in any way that was blatantly obvious to the ones around them at least.
They still bickered incessantly, teasing jabs thrown at each other, pushing each other to their limits in every way possible. The only difference was that now both Mike and Harvey were wearing their wedding rings in ways that were hidden out of sight of prying eyes at the firm.
Mike had the rings engraved after the wedding, his new initials sitting alongside Harvey’s, hidden away on the inner band. He had his ring looped on a silver chain that he wore everyday at work, hidden under the collar of his shirt, same as Harvey. For Mike, the weight of the ring against his chest was a calming presence, a part of Harvey that he got to keep all for himself, hidden away but nonetheless all his.
Since getting married, he found that Harvey had a tendency to thumb over Mike’s bare ring finger whenever they were alone at work, fingers intertwined as they worked together. Mike couldn’t help but revel in these moments, moments that were all theirs for as long as their relationship was kept to themselves.
Aside from that, their relationship was pretty much the same, at the firm at least. They stuck to the secret kisses shared in empty hallways and lingering touches when no one was looking, the same antics they’d been pulling for the better part of the year they’d been together without anyone knowing.
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A couple months after their wedding, Mike found himself sprawled across the couch in Harvey’s office, as he usually did, looking through briefs as Harvey sat at his own desk doing the same. He had a habit of seeking refuge in Harvey’s office more often than he should be, maybe pushing the limits of how an associate and a senior partner should behave.
Though perhaps they’d been doing that since day 1.
Mike had been thumbing through the papers in front of him, muttering softly as he worked when he heard his name being called.
“Mr Specter?”
Both Mike and Harvey looked up from their work, towards the door at the sound of Rachel’s voice, though it became clear very quickly that Mike was not the ‘Mr Specter’ she was looking for.
Mike looked down quickly, a faint flush growing on his cheeks, the cool metal of his wedding ring that was hanging against his chest a stark contrast to his now burning skin. He stared down at the files in his hands, hoping his slip up had gone unnoticed by Rachel, tuning out the conversation Harvey was now having with her.
Although Rachel hadn’t seemed to have noticed his blunder, someone else definitely had.
He glanced up and saw Donna staring at him, eyes wide and jaw hanging open, having returned from the file room just in time to witness what had just happened.
So much for keeping their relationship secret.
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It wasn’t that Donna was totally blindsided by the revelation that Mike and Harvey were married.
She’s Donna after all.
She’s had her suspicions for a while, their lingering touches, the looks across the room, the way they were each so protective of one another, in a way she couldn't just chalk up to as being a part of their friendship like everyone else did.
Regardless, she hadn’t been expecting to find that they were married and she definitely wasn't expecting to find out through a slip up on Mike’s part. Donna hadn’t been expecting to witness the way Mike had perked up at the sound of ‘Mr Specter’, looking up just as fast as Harvey had, as though he owned the name just as much as Harvey did.
The look on his face made her inclined to think that maybe he did.
She watched as Mike flushed at his slip up, Harvey glancing over at Mike with a slightly unnoticeable smirk, before redirecting his attention towards Rachel.
Donna continued to look through the glass windows, taking in Mike’s mannerisms until he looked up, his face mirroring the shock that was surely clear on her own face.
She wouldn’t pry an answer from the both of them now. Not at the firm with everyone they’d clearly been keeping this a secret from around. But she’d get it out of them. That much she knew.