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Pairings: Donna x reader (secretly romantic), Harvey x reader (siblings), Donna x Harvey (platonic)

Type of fic: Light Angst, Light Comfort

Warnings: Hidden relationship

Summary: Keeping the relationship between you and Donna private was not a problem, but when Mike mixed into it by an accident and Harvey due to him did too, things start to go down the hill.

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Keeping your relationship with Donna private wasn’t meant to be complicated. You weren’t ashamed—far from it—but coming out, especially with Harvey as your older brother, was a whole different level of intimidating. He was protective, loud, and didn’t exactly keep his emotions in check. So you and Donna agreed to keep things quiet for now, at least until you were ready.

But Mike Ross was making things difficult.

It wasn’t that Mike was a bad guy. He was just… persistent. And while Donna had complete trust in you, watching Mike openly flirt with you in the middle of Pearson Hardman wasn’t exactly her favorite way to spend the workday.

“Come on, I could show you a great time,” Mike grinned, leaning on your desk.

You gave him an amused look. “Mike, I’m busy.”

“Busy later?” he tried, flashing that boyish charm.

Across the room, Donna was watching with an unreadable expression. You knew she wasn’t the jealous type, but you also knew she had a limit. And this? This was getting close.

Unfortunately for Mike, someone else had been watching too.

Harvey.

And unlike Donna, he was the jealous type—at least when it came to you.

“Ross! In my office. Now,” Harvey’s voice cut through the office, sharp and commanding.

Mike blinked, glancing between you and Harvey before giving you a sheepish grin. “Saved by the big brother, huh?”

You shook your head as he walked off, but the feeling of unease didn’t fade.

Harvey wasn’t subtle.

And when Harvey wasn’t subtle, it usually meant someone was getting ripped apart.

Inside his office, Mike sat down hesitantly. “So, uh… what’s up?”

Harvey didn’t sit. He just leveled Mike with a look so intense that the younger lawyer actually shifted in his chair.

“Let’s get one thing straight,” Harvey said, voice low and firm. “You do not flirt with my sister.”

Mike blinked. “I—what?”

“Don’t play dumb, Ross. You think I don’t see it? The constant flirting, the lingering looks—”

Mike held up his hands. “Okay, first of all, I didn’t know it was a crime to flirt. And second of all, she’s an adult, Harvey. If she had a problem with it, she’d tell me.”

Harvey’s jaw clenched. “She doesn’t need to tell you because I am telling you. You keep your little Blondie charm away from her. Got it?”

Mike exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Jesus, okay. Message received.”

“Good. Now get out of my office.”

Mike practically bolted.

It wasn’t long before Harvey was standing in front of your desk now, arms crossed, expression unreadable.

“You wanna tell me why you didn’t tell me?” he asked.

You frowned. “Tell you what?”

“That Mike’s been harassing you.”

You sighed. “It’s not harassment, Harvey. It’s just harmless flirting. I can handle it.”

Harvey scoffed. “Yeah, well, I handled it for you.”

You groaned. “What did you do?”

“Just gave him a friendly warning.”

“Harvey,” you started, voice tense.

“Don’t ‘Harvey’ me,” he snapped. “You’re my little sister. You really think I’d just stand by and watch some guy treat you like a game?”

The stress of the entire situation was building, your mind spinning with a million different emotions. It wasn’t just about Mike. It was about Harvey, about Donna, about the fact that you weren’t ready to have this conversation with him yet.

“Harvey, just drop it, okay?”

“No,” he shot back. “Why the hell didn’t you come to me about this? Why didn’t you—”

“Harvey, enough.”

Donna’s voice cut through the tension, steady and unwavering.

You hadn’t even realized she’d stood up from her desk, but now she was beside you, her hand reaching for yours. Without thinking, you laced your fingers together, the familiar warmth of her touch grounding you.

Harvey opened his mouth to argue, but then—he saw it.

His eyes flickered down to your joined hands, the way your fingers curled naturally around Donna’s, and suddenly, everything clicked.

The secrecy. The hesitance. The reason you didn’t want to tell him.

His expression shifted from frustration to realization, then back to frustration.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered under his breath, rubbing his face.

You swallowed hard, heart pounding. “Harvey—”

He exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “I need a drink.”

And with that, he turned and walked straight back into his office, leaving you and Donna standing there in stunned silence.

After a beat, Donna squeezed your hand. “Well… that could’ve gone worse.”

You groaned, dropping your head onto her shoulder. “Could it, though?”

She just smirked, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Give him time.”

Also starring Gwendoline Christie in the "Danceteria" part 🪩 from minute 6:00 to 7:44.

She has a small part but leaves her mark, as always 🔥