Baby Mike! Who is he supposed to be in the red outfit? A cute devil or a red pepper?
— Joss Whedon, when asked how was it to work with the cast of The Avengers.
I found some colored pencils and Donna popped out.
Another old drawing with new colors. Mike and Harvey dancing. <3
Harvey, you’re killing the mood with that grump. Stop it.
going home to open arms~
Donna heard the elevator down the hall ding and familiar footsteps strolling her way. She looked up for a moment, one eyebrow raised at being disturbed. She was just finishing up so they could leave early for the day. Mike had, as per usual, completed his work before her or Harvey and was leaning over her cubicle, catching her eye with a smile.
“What do you want?” she asks because she knows he’s being extra cute for a specific reason.
“Let’s get cheese in the crust pizza for dinner tonight.” Donna swiveled in her chair to face Mike and his overly pleading, puppy dog face.
”No,” she exaggerated the word so Mike would listen, “because a) Harvey’s making dinner tonight and we’re not making it that easy for him and b) last time you secretly ordered cheese crust and Harvey was not happy. You know he doesn’t like surprises.” she chastised, turning back to her computer screen. Mike slumped down, fully leaning on the cubicle wall with his face buried in his folded arms.
He mumbled, “but I like surprising him,” into his arms, pouting as Donna continued to rearrange Harvey’s schedule so they could all go to a movie together this weekend.
“I know, sweetie,” she murmured, raising her hand to rest over his for a moment. He lifted his head and smiled at her again. Turning toward Harvey’s office, he saw Harvey watching them, the hint of a smile on his lips.
This is just too sweet.