I find Bike Messenger Mike insanely hot. He looks way sexier in these clothes than he does in a suit imo. Furthermore, that is not the way you stare at someone you’re not impressed by. Let’s assume the camera in the first gif represents Mike’s gaze, in which case he’s gving Harvey the full body once over, while almost certainly thinking: “I’ll deliver a package to him. I’ve got that package right here.
In my shorts.”
BIKE MESSENGER MIKE IS HOT. for some reason the bicycle gloves do it for me, jesus. so glad that bit of fanon became canon.
This kind of shot is basically always someone’s gaze, yeah? That was definitelyintentional on their part, just to mess with us. *grins* The sunglasses on his hair are so adorably douchey. Oh, Mike. But I’ll never not think someone’s hotter in a t-shirt than in a suit. Sorry, my brain’s just not wired that way. *grins*
And of course Mike wasn’t unimpressed. He certainly said, “Man, if I ever look like that, shoot me” exclusively for Trevor’s benefit; this “clown” was precisely the kind of man Mike dreamt of being, and totally had the brains and the guts to become—the kind of man he’d given up for for Trevor.
It’s exactly like Jenny, not ten seconds before this exchange. He at first resents Trevor for stealing this perfect girl from right under his fingertips but—adorable and gullible like he is, with his well-documented abandonment issues and weakness for douchebags who boss him around and steal his shawarma—immediately he lets it go with a joke. Because he values Trevor so much more than this walking reminder of every opportunity he’s lost in life. With, admittedly, an amazing suit and a pretty fine ass.
I love Mike’s completely fucked relationship with Trevor, and even though I know it’s likely it was *never* healthy, I really want both Trevor and Jenny to be back on the show in a present-day capacity. I miss them both.
Oh, Mike, you’re too precious for this world. :(
Also: “I’ll deliver a package to him. I’ve got that package right here. In my shorts.” ACCURATE!
Everything used to be so simple.
It was early mornings, and late nights. It was stale cold pizza and the hot bright burn of smoke in their lungs. It was laughing and wrestling each other to the floor over the stupidest things. It was video games all day and tumbling into bed together at night.
Things used to be so easy. Things used to be so simple.
Mike used to be able to look at Trevor and smile, to see only the friend that had supported him for so long. And Trevor was happy, happy and carefree in a way he had lost with time. They used to be happy, they used to love each other, they used to care. Now though….
Now there’s none of that left.
Just a hole where there had once been family, just one more loss for Mike in a series. Just one more aching bleeding wound that won’t ever heal. One more hurt.
Now it’s angry phone calls and threats. Now it’s glares sent across crowded sidewalks and plots twisting sickly sweet between them, dragging them both down. Now it’s only hurt and bitterness.
Things can never go back.
suits + yellow (asked by cuteenoughtoshootyoudown)