Everybody's so hyped about the "other time" and the "godawful dinner party" but I am really curious as to how the events of Donna breaking up with her boyfriend of six years had gone through and of course how Harvey had reacted to it since he (Donna's boyfriend) made her choose between him and Harvey. Not him and her job.

My take on that :D (and also my first fic)

Disclaimer is applied here. The usual. I do not own Suits yada yada :)

Donna's boyfriend's name is Nickolas or Nicky. :D Last name is pending.

Also the year would be 2010. Just three years after Harvey became junior.

Harvey wouldn't know how he could have landed such a legal secretary.

Donna was one of a kind.

The Yang to Harvey's Yin. The Bonny to his Clyde. The anything to his nothing. The list will go on and it may as well not end. Donna might as well be his mother.

Most of all, Donna was his best friend and without Donna, his domestic life has long since fallen, among many other things.

Harvey forgot to pay his bills? Donna already did it a week before. Harvey forgot to send his brother a birthday card? Donna had already sent it to arrive on his brother's birthday four weeks before the date and even sent an accompanying bottle of scotch with it.

At rare times, after a hard night of work or drinking, he would find his secretary the next morning inside his condominium. She had already cooked breakfast, brewed his expensive exported coffee, and brought in the newspaper. After that she would remind him of his schedule and also that she was not his maid and even whipped a friendly insult at him and then she would leave immediately, saying she had things to do and he was such a bother but Donna would leave with a bouncy click to her heels. Harvey would be left alone to himself, something that he appreciated Donna with. She knew when to give him space and just what he needed. Harvey would wake up and he would find aspirin on his night stand and the smell of bacon and eggs emanated from his kitchen. Frankly, that was the only time he would eat a proper breakfast inside his own home.

And this morning was no particular one. Except that Harvey didn't wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs. He had a migraine and a huge one. He reached out for the aspirin on his bed table and took it sans water. The bitter tablet assaulted his throat but he hoped that it would lessen the skull splitting feeling sooner.

Last night, Harvey had handled three cases. He insisted himself to finish everything up since he decided that he was bored. Boasting to Jessica that he will have everything done by the next day, he ended up overworking himself and almost sleeping on the couch but decided against it since he had no extra suit stashed inside his office.

Calling Ray with a groggy demeanor, he waited inside his office until a call invaded his phone, he ignored it though. Harvey just shrugged his shoulders and waited alone in the dark floor for his driver.

Not later than fifteen minutes, Ray arrived. By that time, Harvey was already feeling sleep deprived. Ray suggested that they go get coffee but the lawyer refused, saying that he was on his way to bed anyway. Acknowledging his boss' decision, Ray drove as smoothly as he can to Harvey's building.

Three minutes was all he needed to hurl himself to his king-sized bed from the door. Harvey didn't even bother to check if he had locked the main door properly. He just sank to sleep succumbing to the headache that he didn't notice was there until he made contact with the soft white sheets of his bed.

Now remembering everything, he stood up. He noticed that he was wobbly and he concluded that maybe he was coming down with the flu. He shook his head and proceeded to his bedroom bathroom. He washed his face with a good amount of water, enough to drown someone. Harvey wanted to keep his face as cool as possible. He could feel the heat trapped underneath his skin creeping outwards but Harvey ultimately decided to ignore his flu and scratched his chin. He was already scruffy so he tried to shave but he accidentally cut himself.

Harvey cussed a little and was frustrated with the oozing red liquid running down his jaw. It was small but it still guaranteed band-aid be applied. He sighed, nursed his cut then put band-aid over it and grabbed a tee-shirt from the hanging rack behind the bathroom's door and put it on. His headache still not disappearing, he slowly went to his way to the marbled tiles of his kitchen.

Like he had expected Donna was there, flipping pancakes. Did he have pancakes in his pantry?

Puzzled, he made his way to the marble counter. There was coffee and bacon and the scent was heavenly. He was about to pick up the god-sent piece of pork when Donna spoke.

"You are such a wuss." She suddenly said, still flipping pancakes. She didn't even turn around but Harvey felt that she could see his jaws dropping. She did turn around soon after that and placed a plate of pancakes in front of Harvey. "Here are your pancakes, wuss."

Harvey quirked an eyebrow. "Pancakes? Wuss?"

Donna put her hands on her hips and smirked. "Yes, Wuss. Pancakes. Because that is what a little baby like you should eat. Seriously Harvey. I know you want to advance to senior partner as soon as possible but be sure your balls are in good health." She shook her head, of disappointment or concern, maybe even both. Harvey's face fell and Donna saw that he admitted defeat and that she was right.

And Harvey, although he will never admit it to her, admitted to himself that Donna will never be wrong. She never makes mistakes. But for God's sakes, he will not go down eating "pancakes".

"Flapjacks." Harvey replied. It was Donna's turn to be surprised. She gave him a confused look and he triumphantly smiled, something he knew she hated because her knotted eyebrows of confusion was changed to the frown of the she-devil.

"Flapjacks?" She repeated with a rising intonation.

"Call these flapjacks." Harvey motioned to the pancakes. He forked one already and raised it to make a point.

Donna puckered her lips, she gave in and played Harvey's game. "Why?"

"Because Harvey Specter does not eat pancakes." He grinned.

"Then Harvey Specter can make his own breakfast." Donna grinned back. She leaned across the counter and adjusted herself so she and Harvey are at eye-level. Then she firmly said, carefully and precisely with that little twist of Donna, "Donna Paulsen cooks your meals, so QUEEN Donna will decide whether you are eating pancakes or flapjacks, bacon or ham, coffee or tea. Do you understand, wuss?"

Harvey and Donna just stared at each other. But Harvey was the first one to break in to laughter.

"Jeez Donna." He snickered. "Are you ever like this to Nicky?"

"Uhm no Harvey." Donna replied, consumed with her own giggles. "Nicky is not a baby like you. Hey, what's that?" She went around the counter and examined Harvey's band-aid. Harvey flinched when she dabbed a finger on it. "Oooh! Sorry." She muttered but with a sympathetic but playful tone.

"It's a little cut." Harvey covered his cheek with his hand. Donna smiled at him as if he was a little boy, and he could have easily sworn that she was muttering wuss over and over inside her head.

Donna turned around and grabbed a small plate from the cupboard and helped herself a serving of Harvey's flapjacks. Harvey gave a look of protest but he decided against arguing with Donna since she was the one who cooked it. He wouldn't bother himself with home cooking.

"You know." Donna started with a mouthful. "I called you last night."

Harvey looked up at her. So it was Donna. He just nodded and took a bite of delicious bacon. Donna watched him wolf down on his food. She looked like she was about to say something but she remained silent. Harvey motioned Donna to continue talking. She took the offer.

"I want you to be the first one to know that Nickolas and I have a date for the wedding."

And at the same time Harvey got a piece of bacon stuck in his throat. He was choking but made it look like he was just coughing. He turned away from Donna and forced his food down. When he finally recovered and faced Donna again, she was laughing. "I almost died there." He muttered over coughs.

"And it would have done the world a lot of good." She joked. Harvey cocked his head at her and gave her a menacing look. "Harvey, I want you to be the first one to know and also I want you to be my best man." Donna gave Harvey one of her sincerest smiles ever. It warmed Harvey's heart in such a way that it struck him.

His best friend was getting married.

"Oh shit." Donna suddenly exclaimed when she glanced at her watch. She frantically collected her things, a purse and a coat, and proceeded to the door. "Harvey, I already notified Jessica that you got the flu. So don't go to the office unless you want to get your ass handed to you by her." And with that she disappeared.

Harvey was dumbfounded with his legal secretary's sudden departure. But he was even more dumbfounded by the fact that she went through the trouble of checking up on him and telling him about her domestic life plans.

Nicky was such a lucky guy. Or is he?

Realizing this was Donna that he's thinking about things might go unexpectedly.

He shook his head and took his cup of coffee.

He had the whole day to himself and all he could think about was work.

Part 1 of hopefully a 3 chapter story.

How was it? Opinions are highly appreciated :)