Title: Interloper
Fandom: Suits
Rating: PG-13
Length: ~200
Content notes: none apply
Summary: Is Mike doing something he shouldn't be?




Donna heard the tell-tale sound of a basketball ping against the floor. Meaning someone who wasn't supposed to be was in Harvey's office.

She closed the distance and peered through the glass walls, trying to determine if she needed to call security.

Standing in the doorway, she glared at someone who definitely should know better. She didn't even have to speak to invoke a guilty response from the interloper.

"It's not what it looks like," Mike said, holding his hands up and moving away from Harvey's collection.

"It looks like you're fondling Harvey's balls."

Mike winced. "Do you have to say it like that?"

Donna continued to glare.

"Okay, look... I swear, it's not what you think. I saw Louis in here while you were gone. And I waited for him to leave so I could come in here and see if he hid something or touched something - you know, after the last time."

Donna twisted her lip a little, then relaxed. "Okay. Fair. Let's - calmly - tear this place apart and make sure. We cannot have another Hardman incident."