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It's a rare sight for your and Harvey's schedules to naturally align. Usually, wanting to spend time together in daytime on a weekday meant a constant battle with both your assistants over moving meetings and depositions and resorting to quiet phone calls during long awaited breaks.

So when a man with a clipboard runs up to the both of you to, shoving a tiny microphone in your faces, suffice it to say, Harvey was not the most pleased.

"Oh my, look at that fancy pair, they seem interesting. They might have a story." The man says as he winks at the camera before skipping his way towards you on a busy New York sidewalk. "Sir, ma'am, do you have a few minutes to spare?"

"I'm afraid not, we're a bit occupied," Harvey's voice is contained, his normally hovering hand now firm on your waist.

"I get you, but I assure you I'm a very reliable guy. I run this TikTok page with a million followers where I interview random people on the street, its a whole… thing!" His hands gesture wide and big. You hope he doesn't accidently fling his microphone in your face.

"C'mon Specter, this may be fun, a good diversion from work," you gently whisper in your partner's ear. You won't admit it but you may or may not have imagined a similar situation in the past and wondered what would happen.

"Well if you want to," Harvey surrenders with a sigh. Damn it if he could ever reject you, especially when you coax him with those calm, almost sparkling eyes.

"That is perfect! Let's begin, shall we?" Mr. TikToker looks like he may just start jumping, now you feel bad for even insinuating earlier that you didn't want to do this.

"So, tell us a bit about yourselves. What do you do?"

"We're both lawyers. His practice is based in New York, mine is all over." You state, smiling and looking at Harvey.

"All over America or…?"

"Uh… The world."

Beat. The questioner stares into the camera with wide eyes, "Wow, we've got some important people here." He continues, "You both are a couple, right? How long has it been? How are we here today?"

You nudge Harvey, hinting at the you wanted him to speak now, he gives in and chuckles, squeezing your waist. "Well, my wife and I have been together for two years, two months, and roughly four days. We met in law school but it took us quite a while reach here. Funny thing, she loathed me for years—"

"—Loathed! My, my, that is a violent exaggeration!" You gasp and whip your face towards him.

"Says the one who glared at me whenever I answered a question and called my work weak and dim. I could go on, love." He scoffs, his hand softly caressing your back.

"… I just didn't fully like you. And for the record, you weren't as nice either. You despised me."

"I did not! I deeply admired you."

"Surely you remember telling me at one point earlier on that my work was superficial and only pretty on paper?"

Anyone else hearing all this would've thought of this as an argument but that couldn't be the farthest from the truth. This was playful. The two were laughing and grinning. This did prove to be a good distraction from contract building and paperwork after all.

The interviewer makes an amused look, "Sounds like the both of you keep each other on your toes. What's the secret to handling disagreements?"

Harvey starts, "We don't. I just wait a couple business days for her to realise I'm right. It may take a while, but we get there."

Firing back, you reply, "The real secret is that I let him think he's correct and running the show. It maintains the peace."

"I am running the show. Who do you think bought you two cups of coffee today because you forgot your wallet?"

"Did I truly gorget my wallet today, did I? See, proof of my mastermind at work."

"God, you are terrible." Your husband replies, resigning with a quick kiss on your jaw.

"Man… I need to find what you two have. Thanks for your time, lovely meeting!" Your interviewer (who Mike later identifies as James) says as he leaves.

Harvey wouldn't have known the video went viral unless Mike hadn't told him so two days later.

"Harvey, the video your wife and you did is getting a crazy number of views and likes. Like I'm talking in the millions" Mike says as he practically barges into the name partner's office. "You know when Rachel first showed it to me, I did not expect you to be so open and proud about you after work activities, colour me surprised, Harvey Specter."

"Mike, don't you have anything better to do. Perhaps the deadline on the Koch brief rings a bell?" He doesn't even look up from the files laid open on his desk.

Unrelenting, Mike shoves his device into Harvey's face.

Needless to say, a lot of people had something to add.

user1: i NEED what they have. the banter is EVERYTHING.

user2: are they willing to adopt an 1252 week old kid <3

⤷user3: SO REAL, they look like they could pay off my student loan debt with a tap of their card

user4: Calling his work ‘weak and dim’ in law school is crazy. She’s been treating him like a charity case since day one and he's honoured by the privilege

user5: The jaw kiss at the end? The way his hand didn’t leave her waist the entire time? I am physically throwing up from jealousy. I want exactly what they have.

user6: I am literally sitting in the law library holding a textbook with her picture in it. I'm writing a paper on her litigation techniques and she’s out here being a petty mastermind with a guy who is essentially my entire corporate law syllabus? God, I see what you’ve done for others.

⤷user9: WAIT THEY'RE THAT FAMOUS?

⤷user6: Oml yeah. She's like a super-duper important civil rights and international conflict lawyer. He's the GOAT of commercial law. They were reportedly rivals in law school and that dynamic carried on even in their professional life, its there even though they're together now. Dream enemies to lovers plot tbh.

user7: He’s so transparently obsessed with her it’s ridiculous. Look at his eyes when she says 'see proof of my mastermind.' He’s literally grinning like a schoolboy while wearing a $10k suit.

⤷user8: with a woman like her? I'd be mad if he was anything less than obsessed.

user10: Pack it up pinstripe. Your woman has you cornered.

It's only until later that day in the night does Harvey get to properly speak with you.

"Mike showed me a very peculiar thing today."

"Took you long enough," you remark with a smug face, tossing a cushion onto his lap. "My assistant called yesterday. Apparently, my book on colonial era law is trending on Twitter. My publisher's very excited. Oh, and I came across a video of someone praising and breaking down our fashion and clothes. Got a lot of virtual compliments for that."

"I saw some people make statements about me," he sighs, his voice hushed. He gets up to move to your side of the sofa. "They say that I'm clearly nowhere near having an equal footing in this relationship! I run one of the biggest lawfirms in New York!"

"People will write stuff, Harvey, especially if they don't know what they're talking about. I know you run the firm, love," you whisper back, wrapping your arms around his neck and tilting your chin up. "I just run you. It’s a very efficient system."

He lets out a genuine laugh, shaking his head in defeat. He leans, pressing a firm, lingering kiss on your jaw as always.

"God, you are terrible," he whispers against your skin, smiling.

જ⁀➴⋆.˚an the writing is downright horrible in this. its my first time so please look past that. i would looooveeee some constructive criticism, do reach out if you have something to say! needless, thank you for taking the time out to read.