A/N: This is for Kindred19, who deserves a Darvey fic for all her feelings.
This has backstory spoilers through Season 3, but I picture it being set a bit earlier.
Title from the Lana Del Rey song "Video Games."
She wanted to hold him when his father died. There was so much in the lines of his shoulders that would have matched the pattern of her hands. He needed it, but he needed her smile more, needed neat papers on his desk, quick, relentless banter and the kind of words that weren't said aloud.
Donna hasn't let herself cry over it for a long time. Most of the time, she doesn't even want to. Her world is Pearson Specter (Harvey), and her world (Harvey) is enough.
But the more these things are sufficient, the more they become.
Donna has met his brother, and his high-school best friend, and of course she's met Scotty. The fact that she hasn't met his mother is significant in itself. Nobody meets Harvey's mother. She called the night his father died, and Harvey wouldn't pick up the phone. Donna watched it ring, again and again. Wondered if she should find some compassion in her heart for the woman on the other end of the line, and found herself caring far more for the man who sat, perfectly still (knuckles white as marble) in a new office that blurred strangely before the tears Donna wasn't allowed to cry.
She felt nervous for an entire week after the Other Time. If Harvey did, he didn't show it. Donna forced calmness to her fingertips, did an emergency repair (better than any tailor) on his jacket sleeve, another on an angry client (better than any negotiator) and Harvey winked at her through the glass
She wasn't nervous after that.
The truth is, it's almost always enough. It's enough on Monday mornings. It's enough when she has the can opener and he has the thumbtacks.
It isn't (quite) enough when Scotty sweeps in and out of Harvey's life. Not that Donna would ever let either of them know, but her lips burn when she sees them kiss.
It isn't (quite) enough whenever he says goodbye.
But they always say hello again. It's enough then.
In none of the worlds that she rules is Donna a fool. She knows that this is love, even if nobody says it, even if Harvey hasn't said I love you to anyone, living or dead, in her hearing. Donna knows, and someday, enough is going to be everything, and one of them will fall into the other's arms.
Or maybe they'll just fall.
