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band--psycho · 6 months

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Harvey Specter x Reader - The Best Way To Spend A Rainy Day

For my dear friend @malfoys-demigod who requested this drabble for my 3.6k follower challenge! 💛

Prompt - Everyone should dance in the rain at least once in their lives (Prompt in bold)

I hope you all enjoy this! 💛

Y/n was completely entranced by the droplets of rain that were falling from the darkened sky.

The pitter patter sound they were making on the window pane was so soothing that Y/n couldn’t help but smile as she let all of her muscles relax and just enjoy the calming moment.

Life at the firm had been so hectic lately, Y/n couldn’t remember the last time she actually enjoyed a quiet moment like this.

Memories of her youth flashed through her mind; from a time where she was carefree and didn’t care what people thought about her.

She didn’t know if it was down to the nostalgic memories floating in her mind or if it was just because she wanted some relief from the stress she’d been feeling, but all she wanted to do right now was go outside and dance in the rain.

“Sweetheart,” Harvey began, walking over to her with a mug of tea.

He knew how much stress she’d been under and all he wanted to do was pamper her, but before Harvey could finish his sentence Y/n was walking to the door.

“Y/n where are you going?” He asked, setting down the tea on the kitchen counter.

“Outside,” she replied simply, like it was the obvious thing in the world.

Harvey’s eyes narrowed in confusion as he stated to her, trying to work out if she was serious or not, “It’s raining outside.”

And it certainly wasn’t a light rain either, there had been weather warnings on the news for most of the day.

“I know!” She beamed excitedly, only adding to Harvey’s confusion.

“Oh don’t tell me the great Harvey Specter has never danced in the rain,” she continued, stepping away from the door and towards Harvey.

“I can honestly say I haven’t,” Harvey answered, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as his heart fluttered in his chest

Y/n's smile could make any bad day good.

“C’mon,” she whispered, interlocking her fingers with his and tugging him towards the door.

“Y-n?-” Harvey repeated again, but once again he was interrupted by Y/n.

“Everyone should dance in the rain at least once in their lives,” she explained to him; as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

“How many times have you danced in the rain?” Based on how excited she was, he knew that this certainly wasn’t the first time she’d done this, but it was the first time he’d ever heard of her doing it, which was odd given how long they’d known each other.

“Whenever I could,” she laughed, pulling Harvey out the elevator as soon as the doors opened and into the rain outside.

If this had been any other person, Harvey would never have thought of doing this, but he’d dance with Y/n in a thousand rainstorms, if it meant he got to see that beautiful smile on her face.

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asongoftearsandfandoms · 2 months

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Tell me why I saw this stock art on another post and thought it was Louis and Harvey

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quhere · 10 months

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one of my favorite feelings is starting a new show and having that: ….are they…having gay… sexual tension?? And then logging onto tumblr dot com and seeing gifsets that show several thousand other people also agree that it was, indeed, gay sexual tension

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the-bluespirit · 4 months

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PATRICK J. ADAMS and GABRIEL MACHT from Suits (2011-2019) at the 81st Golden Globes

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benzatthanin · 3 months

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SUITS 1.01 | Pilot

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ishkabibblethings · 6 months

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#suits usa #harvey specter #mike ross #marvey

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targaryenluvs · 3 months

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— BEST LIFE

pairings: spencer reid x fem!bau!reader (past), harvey specter x fem!juniorpartner!reader (present)

summary: you’d once been apart of the bau team, but after a situation and a falling out with your boyfriend you moved on. what happens when the bau needs your help on a case, which your boyfriend harvey is also assisting on?

warnings: angsty, asshole harvey cause duh, jealousy (spencer) kisses, cute harvey

wordcount: 1.7k

a/n: this literally sprouted in my mind and i just needed to write it lmao, if you haven’t watched suits or criminal minds go right now‼️ they’re both my husbands 😋

when jessica had called you into her office, you’d been calm. apparently one of your cases, which had you and harvey working together, was now of fbi interest. your client was currently suing a company for faulty wiring in his home, which caused it to burn down. and it was apparently not the case at all, the home was suspected to be tied into a serial arsonist.

what you didn’t expect was for your client to be accused of being the arsonist.

“you’re sitting here,”

“uh-huh.”

“telling me,”

“yup.”

“that i’m supposed to believe that richard jeena, the fifty three year old little man, is a serial arsonist?”

you shut the file infront of you, meeting harvey’s eye, “sweetheart?” he uncrossed his legs, leaning forwards with a sweet smile, “yes?” you leaned forwards as well, “that, is exactly what i’m telling you.” harvey leaned back into his chair, disbelief riddling his face.

“and the fbi is flying here?” you nodded along, “fbi agents?” you nodded again, “probably field agents or whatever they’re called. they’ll sit in on the trial, survey the scenes, collect evidence and all.” the familiar clicking of donna’s heels brought a smile to your face, “profilers.”

your heart dropped with one word, “what’d you say?” donna made her way to the two of you, plopping herself down in the chair next to you, “it’s those fbi profilers. yknow, they look at the room and can tell you if he’s left or right handed, blonde, mommy issues and all. nice little packaged criminal profile in seconds.” you couldn’t help correcting her, having dealt with your fair share of assumptions in your years as a profiler.

“that’s not how it works,” harvey swiveled in his chair as donna looked your way, “oh?” harvey smirked as you sighed, “that’s not how it works, we don’t just walk into a room and have it speak to us. we survey the place, fresh eyes and open minds. we look for the things that everyone else seems to miss. we put ourselves in the minds of the criminals themselves, to get a better understanding of them, why they did it and all. you work your way back, start from the victim maybe, see where they’ve been, what they did in the last week, who they talk to. sometimes the killers in their personal circle but not always. every case is different, we try our best to provide an accurate, unbiased profile.”

“i want to take you on my desk, right now.” you rolled your eyes at your boyfriends words as donna stared intently, “we. you said ‘we’, as if you know what they do and their job. oh my god, you use to be one. that’s the job you had before coming here! you have a degree in criminal justice, and you said your last job you were at for what, seven years?”

“i graduated high school early, entered harvard at a young age, graduated, entered the fbi at the same time as a— friend. was also studying law, sat the exam in new york since it’s where i wanted to be. finished up at harvard, i was mid to late twenties when i left, wound up here and am now a junior partner, capiche?”

“could just say your age.” mike stood by the door with a wad of files in his hand, “i’d rather die, mike.” harvey laughed, “please don’t incentivise my lovely girlfriend to killing herself mike.”

“as nice as it is to see you all bonding, and trust me, it hits me right in the heart, jessica wants yourself and y/n in the conference room.” louis spoke from the door as you stood up, “first of all, trust with you is fickle, second, tell it to hit you in the face next time lou.” you smacked harvey’s arm as he held his arms up, “friendly fire, i’ll put it out later.” you shoved him by his back before smiling at louis, “i’m sorry about him, he’s not a big fan of the fbi.” louis nodded as he followed you, “duly noted.”

“she’s right, damn pigs.” harvey joked as you approached the conference room, “your highness,” you grinned, “you never treat me so nicely when we’re at home harvey.” he held his hand over his heart, “now don’t lie sweetheart, i’m as nice as mike.” the snort that left your lips had harvey doubling over, “oh please, nice as mike? you wish.”

your giggles were drained from your throat as you stared at half of your old team.

derek morgan, emily prentiss, penelope garcia & spencer reid. the last name, and face you’d still not looked at yet. thankfully, harvey noticed your tenseness, “y/n? sweetheart, you alright?” there it was, that word, sweetheart. spencer couldn’t help but wonder, was it just a word? you always use to call him it, before you dated, teasing of course.

“yeah, i’m fine harv.” he nodded, even if he didn’t believe you he could always ask later on. pulling out his and yours chairs, you sat next to one another. “harvey specter & y/n l/n?” emily questioned as you nodded, “the one and only. and then there’s y/n.” harvey leaned back in his chair, whilst derek stared him down.

what an ass. is what he wanted to say, it was also what he assumed emily was thinking. “emily.” she glanced over at you, surprised at you using her name, “it’s nice to see you all. how’ve you been?” and the bewildered expression was wiped clean off your face, no remnant left. you were a damn lawyer, if there was one thing you’d learned, it was to keep a straight face.

penelope smiled, “we’ve been good, y/n. but we miss you, back home. you’re a lawyer now huh?” you grinned, “the one and only.” harvey squeezed your hand, you squeezed back. “youngest junior partner, ever. my dream. just hoping to make it to senior partner soon, take the title of youngest out from under this guy. i’m happy here, i hope you are too. but down to business.”

and for the next few hours, you’d sat and listened. overlooking the case files, giving statements, reviewing security footage from surrounding houses. at some point mike ended up in the room, having met with your client and being harvey’s associate.

you’d had the pleasure of introducing spencer and mike, the two undeniably similar. you felt comfortable, even betting with penelope that if they touched the world would implode.

“and how much would he loose?”

“127,478.23.” mike and spencer rushed out as the rest of you fought to suppress your smiles, “well y/n, seems like we’ve got a genius-off.” derek laughed as the two men looked towards you, “don’t worry i’ll still love you mike.” mike scoffed at your words, “what makes you think i’d loose?”

“because i know you, and i know reid. trust me, you’d loose.”

reid. not spencer, spence, sweetheart. none of the above, you’d used his last name. as if he was nothing more than a colleague.

“okay, we’ve been here for far too long. and as much as i’d like to sit here and slowly rot, i’d rather do that at the restaurant i have booked for dinner with two lovely ladies. y/n and i have a trial date tomorrow, 8.00am. i think, we bring him along, show him what’s to happen if he doesn’t confess, than toast victory champagne when said confession rolls through. how’s that sound?” if derek’s grin was any indicator, besides a big fat yes?

spencer wanted to puke, ‘lovely ladies?’ multiple women? this man was insufferable. you gathered yourself and harvey’s files, a hand gestured towards you, the last file in said hand. “thanks reid.” he smiled, “no problem-o.” your eyebrows furrowed, “never change do you?” spencer didn’t have time to respond, his brain was too busy blowing a fuse as harvey opened the door for you. “ready for dinner lovely lady?” they all heard harvey ask as you nodded, the four watched as you walked out, his hand on your back as he pecked you on the lips.

“reid, you alright?” derek’s hand rested on his shoulder, “i’m fine, why wouldn’t i be fine? don’t we have places to be? hotch would want to know their on our side, that they reviewed all the information. they’ll help us get a confession out of him.” derek sighed, “because you just saw your ex, who you haven’t seen in years. the one you never got over, happily living in new york as comfortable as possible. a successful business woman and lawyer, happily in a relationship.”

spencer shook his head, “you don’t know that.” emily directed a sympathetic smile his way, “we sat with them for three hours. we watched them laugh, bounce off of eachother for theories, quite literally finish eachothers sentences. order food for eachother without asking, and get their meals right. they held hands when they could, he continued to call her sweetheart. and now they’re going out to dinner.”

spencer’s shoulder dropped, they were right. he’d come here excited at the possibility of seeing you again, talking to you. maybe even beginning again with you. instead, you’re apparently with some suited up asshole. he was annoyingly sweet when it came to you though.

as if the whole three hours weren’t a slap in the face, harvey’s voice rung out through the hallway, “there’s my lovely lady!” rachel, who they’d all met earlier on, was currently guiding a young girl to harvey’s arms. “daddy!” if hearts were boats, than his was sinking. he may have had a chance beforehand, but now?

“is mommy here?” your daughter was currently situated on harvey’s hip, “why don’t you hug her and find out?” your arms were out in the open as your daughter squealed before running to you, “d’you have a fun day with rach?” she nodded her head rapidly as yourself and harvey smiled, he stood behind you, chest to back. his hand rested on your waist as the other moved aside hair from her face, before moving hair from your own.

“now, my lovely ladies, it’s time for dinner.”

lovely ladies, for once, spencer had made a mistake. harvey was going out with multiple women, but not in the way he thought. his daughter and the mother of his child, you.

his words and actions meant nothing, they would mean nothing. you were happy, so happy. you had everything you wanted, a loving marriage and man, a gorgeous family. something spencer hadn’t given you. a man who knew you could hold your own. spencer knew that too, but he couldn’t help himself back then.

right now, you were living your best life.

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forbescaroline · 9 months

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235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 144. harvey specter and donna paulsen - suits

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marvey-sideblog · 2 months

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#marvey #suits usa #suits #suits tv #harvey specter #mike ross #gabriel macht #patrick j adams #harvey x mike #mike x harvey #t mobile #tmobile #t-mobile #mike bought the tickets. either told harvey they were seeing a different film or it was left a surprise. then when they're sat down and #the trailers have started. mike says they're actually here for the latest chick flick rom com. hence harvey's god what have you got me in #for get me out of here reaction. but really. and he'd never admit he enjoyed it. but watching it _with mike_ was...a Lot of fun #bc mike is his absolute weakness #<3

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band--psycho · 1 year

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Harvey Specter x Reader - Sick On Christmas Comfort

Just some lovely Harvey fluff because who doesn't love Harvey Specter beimg sweet and adorable!

I hope you all enjoy this latest story for my Christmas Writing Challenge!💛

Prompt - I can’t believe I’m sick on Christmas

‘I can’t believe I’m sick on Christmas’ Y/n thought to herself as she attempted to get out the warmth and comfort of her own bed. Y/n rarely ever got ill but when she did, it hit her like a tonne of bricks.

To say Y/n felt like shit was an understatement; colds she could handle fine, but this, this has turned into a fucking nasty head cold. So her eyes were constantly watering, her head was throbbing, her throat felt like it had razors in it every time she swallowed, nose was blocked up and she kept constantly coughing or sneezing.

And just to add a cherry on top of an already awful cake, she’d barely slept.

All she wanted to do was take some sinus relief tablets and go back to the warmth of her bed.

But she didn’t want to let Harvey down; he’d been planning this trip for so long. Not to mention Y/n was also excited to spend Christmas with Harvey’s family instead of her own, like she had done most Christmas’ since she moved out of her parents house so long ago.

So was just about to start getting ready when she heard her front door opening.

“Honey, I’m home,” Harvey called out, humor lacing his voice as he made his way into her flat.

A small giggle left Y/n's lips, even when she was ill he still managed to make her smile and laugh; however it wasn’t long before the giggle that had left her lips turned into a harsh cough.

“You okay, sweetheart?” Harvey asked, entering her bedroom; his eyebrows furrowing in concern as he looked at her.

“I’m fine,” Y/n replied back, forcing a fake smile onto her lips.

But Harvey knew Y/n; he knew the smile was fake. And even if he didn’t, it didn’t take a genius to see that Y/n wasn’t fine.

“You don’t look fine,”

“It’s just a cold,” Y/n answered, trying to avoid meeting Harvey’s eyes.

“Get back into bed, sweetheart.”

“Harvey-“ she attempted to protest, but Harvey stepped closer to her, placing his hands either side of her face so he could caress her cheeks gently.

“Get back into bed,” Harvey repeated, his voice soft but authoritative.

“Harvey, honestly I’m fi-”

“I’m not asking you, baby,” he said, interrupting her attempts at another protest, “Bed, now,”

Y/n could try to argue with him; to protest against his words. But it would be futile. Harvey Specter wasn’t just any old lawyer, he was easily the best in the city, so he could argue for a long time. Besides, right now, Y/n didn’t have the energy to argue with him. So reluctantly, Y/n did as she was told; pulling away from Harvey’s touch to get back into bed. She wrapped her duvet around her almost instantly; even though it had only been a few moments since she’d left the bed, she certainly had missed the warmth and comfort it provided.

“I’ll be back soon,” he whispered, giving her a soft forehead kiss before leaving her room.

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“You can still go to your brothers,” Y/n stated as Harvey re-entered her bedroom, seconds before another coughing fit hit her.

Harvey just shook his head as he sat down at Y/ns side; his hand gently slipping into hers, before interlocking their fingers.

“You were looking forward to spending Christmas with your brother though…”

Harvey didn’t have to talk about how much he was looking forward to seeing his brother again and spending Chridtmas with him and his family; but as soon as it was arranged Y/n could see in his eyes how happy he was about it.

And now here she was, stopping him from going to see them.

“We can see them when you’re feeling better,” Harvey soothed, pressing a kiss against the back of her hand.

“Besides I’ve shared plenty of Christmas’ with Marcus, but this is our first Christmas together and I only get to share that with you once,” he continued, squeezing her hand with a reassuring smile.

“I don’t wanna make you sick,” she admitted, not working out if her eyes were watering because of her cold or because she felt awful about letting Harvey down.

“I don’t get sick,” Harvey answered softly; moving carefully in the bed so that he could wrap her arms around her in a cuddle.

“I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart,” he whispered, stroking the back of her neck as he placed a small kiss on the side of her head.

Harvey didn’t care about getting sick; what he cared about more was staying with Y/n and looking after her.

And making sure that despite the fact that she was ill on Christmas, she still had an amazing day full of all the Christmas movies and cuddles and hot chocolates she wanted.

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this was a confession of love btw

SUITS → 3x01 “The Arrangement,” dir. Christopher Misiano

#IT WAS A CONFESSION OF LOVE. YES ITS WRAPPED IN ANGER #BUT HARVEY WOULD HAVE PROTECTED HIM FROM JESSICA. BECAUSE HE WOULD HAVE PROTECTED HIM FROM ANYONE.#anyway i jsut watched this episode and tried to find gifs of it but i couldnt so i thought well ok i can gif it lol #suits #suitsedit #marvey #marveyedit #suits usa #suits tv #ALSO the coloring literally gradient maps my new best friend #suitsusaedit #harvey specter #mike ross #amanda.gif #amanda.doc #suitsposting #suitsposting is my suits tag btw. if anyone happens to stumble onto this post thats my tag for myself #harveyspecteredit #q

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Discreet Not Detached

Pairing: Harvey Specter x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1,397

Warnings: None, really.

Summary: Mike goes to Harvey's apartment to deliver some files only to be proved wrong about his boss being a lonely workaholic.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the show Suits, or its characters, also not associated with it in any way, or know anyone involved with it.

A/N: My first Harvey fic in a while, I had the idea based on an episode (I don't remember exactly which) and tried to elucidate to it here. Anyways, I hope it doesn’t suck and feedback is appreciated as usual!

(y/n) = (your name) (y/l/n) = (your last name) (y/n/n) = (your nickname)

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Another day in the office, another drama for Harvey Specter: this time it was his associate, Mike Ross, wanting to tell his girlfriend the whole truth about the terms of his employment and Harvey couldn’t let him do it, for obvious reasons. But, as you’d expect, namecallings happened and it all ended with Mike throwing in Harvey’s face his being an alleged workaholic in lack of a personal 一 and, in this case, love 一 life. Emphasis on alleged, cause what Mike didn’t know was that his boss actually did have someone to go home to…

It had been a long day but at least you got to go home to your excentric puddle of comfort of a boyfriend: New York City’s best closer, Harvey Specter. Once you got to your place, where the two of you lived together, you were welcomed with the smell and the view of a freshly cooked dinner that Harvey probably had someone making for the two of you.

As you started taking off your coat and shoes by the door, Harvey came out of your shared bedroom wearing nothing but sweatpants and looking like he’d just taken a shower. “Oh, hey, honey!” He greeted you with a smile on his face. “Sorry I didn’t wait for you to shower but I mingled too much with people of dubious hygiene today, so I kinda really needed to get clean.”

“Ah, that’s okay,” you said while pouting cutely at the same time. “At least dinner is ready, 'cause I am starving!”

“Ha! You say it like it’s cutting-edge news!” He tells you, as he puts on a shirt 一 much to your disappointment.

“What is that supposed to mean?!” You ask feigning offense while putting away your bag, shoes, and coat.

“It means that you’re always starving, sweetheart,” Harvey answers nonchalantly like it’s nothing.

“That is not true! Or at least it’s not entirely true: I’m always starving if it’s past mealtime and I haven’t eaten!”

“Sure, whatever you say, baby!” He says it already knowing that your hunger and all the pet names will only soften you.

“You know what? After today I don’t even have the energy to bicker with you…”

“That bad, huh?”

“The ED was a complete chaos today, apparently all hospitals were swamped, which is why they called more surgeons downstairs to help out. I’ve been on my feet the entire day! I’m basically dead.”

“Dramatic… But I’m sorry you had a shitty day, baby.” He said coming to hug you from behind in your bathroom. Looking at your reflex in the mirror 一 both of you, together like that 一 filled your heart with love and your mind with peace. Harvey was definitely your happy place.

Some time later, after you’d had your dinner, gotten ready for bed, and watched a sappy rom-com you chose, you and Harvey were already cuddling, almost asleep when you heard insistent knocking on the door.

“Stay here, honey, I’ll go see what that’s all about.” You sorta heard Harvey say to you as you lost your personal space heater.

Out in the living, Harvey opened the door only to find his associate Mike Ross standing there looking all tired and disheveled. Before his boss could even say anything, he went ahead entering the apartment mumbling about the case they were currently addressing in the office.

“Harvey, you’re not gonna believe what I found about our not-so-innocent school teacher!” He said to the older man with such energy that sounded like he had had a few too many energetics.

“What the hell, Mike?! Why are you showing up on my doorstep this late at night?”

“Because I knew you’d wanna see this as soon as possible, besides, it’s not like you’d have anything important going here, would you?” Mike asked sorta mocking Harvey.

Ignoring his employee’s last comment, he took the papers Mike was offering and said: “This better be good, Ross, otherwise you’re gonna meet a whole different side of me.

As Harvey started reading all the documents, Mike started having a look around, cause when would he have another chance at taking a peek at his boss’s house like that again? And he couldn’t believe what his eyes were seeing, he would definitely be making a few thousand jokes about it in the near future: there was a romance novel lying on the table, one of those with drawings on the cover that were becoming so popular then.

“Oh my God, Harvey, when were you gonna tell me about your love for reading?” He asked while pointing at the book with his head.

As Harvey’s eyes emerged from the papers in his hands with a confused look to them, Mike continued: “You know you could have told me, in fact after seeing the kinda genre you like I might actually ask for some recommendations, you know, to get my grandmother a few as presents.” The younger man said already starting to laugh loudly.

“That’s not mine…” Harvey began to answer with his mind still on the documents at hand.

“Oh no? You know there’s no need to lie to me, I promise I’ll try not to judge!”

“Funny. But that’s actually-”

“Mine!” You said as you came out of the bedroom wearing nothing but one of Harvey’s expensive dress shirts. “I don’t think we’ve met yet!” You exclaimed, already extending your hand to shake Mike’s. “I’m (y/n), Harvey’s girlfriend.”

“Girl- g- girlfriend?” Mike looked so shocked he almost choked on his laughter.

“Yes, but it’s doctor (y/l/n) for you.” He answered instinctively moving to your side. “What are you doing out of bed, sweetheart?”

“Sweetheart?” Mike murmured to himself in disbelief of the version of Harvey he was seeing, especially after their argument in the office and the things he’d said to Harvey.

“Well, I assumed it was something work-related when I noticed how long it was taking you to come back and came to drag you back to bed!” You announced to your boyfriend entangling your bodies with certain disregard for the other man standing there in shock.

Only then did Mike notice a framed picture on the sideboard behind him and it displayed both you and Harvey looking at each other with love in your eyes as he carried you bridal style into the water on a beach. Which was another surprise to the young attorney since he didn’t even know that Harvey was a fan of beaches.

“So you’re the famous Mike Ross, then?” You asked, catching his attention again. “You know, it’s very rare for someone to impress Mr. Specter here like you did!”

“Oh, honey, don’t do that, or he’ll spend an entire month finding new ways to subtly bring up in every conversation-”

“Oh, there won’t be anything subtle about it, Mr. Specter,” Mike said mockingly, finally coming out of the shock he had been on. “But I’m curious now, how long have you two been together?”

“About three years, isn’t it, babe?” You answered quickly not paying any mind to the mockery on Mike’s voice.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Wow, I never would’ve guessed it. Harvey never talks about you. Like ever.” Mike impolitely announced. “I mean, I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend and it’s been months since we started working together.”

“Well, that sounds about right since we don’t like to display our personal lives at work.” You said nonchalantly.

“But do Jessica and Donna know?”

“Of course they do. Must I remind you that you’re not a Donna or a Jessica, Mike?”

“Ouch. But do Lewis and Rachel know?”

“No, and no. And as interesting as your findings were, it’s time for you to leave. We’ll talk more about it tomorrow at the office.”

“But-”

“Mike. Now!”

“Oh, Harvey, don’t be like that.”

“He needs to go now and we need to go back to bed, so bye, Mike!” Harvey said while shoving Mike out the door.

And after he was gone, just like in the picture, Harvey picked you up from the floor and started carrying you back to the bedroom.

“Harvey!” You squealed out. But he didn’t mind it as he tossed you on the bed, got on top of you, and started kissing you. Apparently, Mike’s visit had put him in a good mood. And, apparently, it was going to be a long night.

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