Rush of blood to the head

by ElleSmile

Leonardo is a famous painter and art professor and Harvey's the best closer in New York City. They've been trapped in an unhappy marrige since their university years but things are about to change after the arrival of an old friend of the artista, who happens to be Specter's nemesis.

1. Chapter 1

Whenever Leonardo looked at his sleeping husband something made him sick. He started to feel this unusual tension about a year ago, when he found out that Harvey had several affairs during their so-called marriage and numerous one-night stands, including one with Donna.

He wasn't that naïve little boy-prodigy that Harvey remembered anymore.

First time he saw his spouse was one Thursday in December when he was waiting tables at Andrea's newly opened coffee shop. Harvey was sitting in the corner with his douchebag friends going through a law textbook, trying desperately to win a bet.

The second time was in campus passing by him and from this very moment he knew he had the hugest crush on the guy.

The main problem was that they had no common classes, since Leonardo was probably the brightest art bachelor in the history of the university and Harvey was the star of his law class. So Leo decided to take desperate measures by starting a campaign of recruiting nude models for his sculpture class. And it worked, because even though he was barely sixteen years old, Leo had his own way of making things happen.

At the beginning there was a lack of interest from Harvey's side. Actually, no interest at all, since he never noticed that skinny Italian boy behind the huge pile of clay, which made young da Vinci even more desperate.

It was 7:15 when Leonardo heard Harvey' s lazy steps approaching the kitchen. Not saying anything he passed a cup of hot and bitter coffee to his totally naked husband who kissed his forehead and tried to initiate a conversation unsuccessfully.

" What, the hell, is the matter with you lately?" Harvey murmured more surprised than angry. " Are you on your period or something?"

" No, I am pregnant." worst joke possible, Leonardo noted to himself, finishing his cup of coffee. At the same time Harvey approached him, with the intention of pinning him to the nearest wall, but the Italian pushed him away.

" Forget it. I'm late anyways. I couldn't sleep last night because of your snoring."

" You are never in a mood these days..." the lawyer noticed bitterly "And for the record, I don't snore."

"Keep telling yourself that." said the younger man grabbing the books from the coffee table and headed to the door.

" And no goodbye kiss. That's very rude!" Harvey shouted behind his back.