Happy (early) Valentine's Day! Lol I have two other one shots I want to post for Valentine's Day, so I wanted to get at least one posted. It's kind of short, and basically just domestic holiday fluff, but I hope you enjoy it either way haha… please leave a review!
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Her Valentines:
"Would you like some more tea, sir?" the little girl asks in a posh British accent.
"I would, M'lady, thank you," Harvey responds in an overly dramatic British accent as well.
The little redhead giggles, pouring the imaginary tea from her set into her father's tiny cup. He picks it up, nodding when Stella reminds him to keep his pinky up. His pinky raises along with one brow as he glances at his daughter over the rim of the teacup.
He takes a sip, smacking his lips in quick succession before licking his lips. "I must say, that is the best tea you've made yet!" Harvey says it in his normal voice this time, but it still makes their daughter laugh and Donna's heart swell.
She loves this. Loves watching him play with their little girl, an oversized pink, floppy hat atop his head with a purple feather boa wrapped around his neck. Stella has a similar costume, red hat and blue boa, and about a dozen strands of pearls draped around her, while Harvey sports the oversized plastic rings on his fingers. Stella's much-too-large bangles clatter together on her wrist as she passes him a plate of plastic croissants, one falling off and clanking to the small child-sized table they sit at with a thud.
Harvey's knees reach above the top of the table, making him look like a giant in their daughter's elaborate playroom.
A faint smile crosses Donna's face as she watches them, and she bites her lip to stifle the giggle attempting to burst from her as Harvey contentedly munches on his plastic snack, asking the teddy bear, that is apparently their tea party guest, if he'd like a bite.
Donna's laughter must not be concealed as well as she thought because Stella glances up with wide, brown eyes. "Mommy!" she cries with a beaming, toothy smile. "Come join the party!"
Stella holds up an extra teacup, and Donna acquiesces, stepping further into the room.
Her eyes flick to Harvey's as he places his hand on her lower back, helping guide her to the tiny, empty chair beside him.
Once settled, he leans over, pressing a kiss to her lips. "Good morning," he rasps, pulling back. "Happy Valentine's Day."
She smiles, sending him and Stella the same sentiment. "If I'd known there was a grand tea party happening, I would have woken up sooner!"
Stella giggles, pouring Donna a tea and handing her a biscuit. "It's okay, Mommy," she states with a bob of her head, "We were just waiting for you to get up so we could make pancakes!"
She smirks, reaching over to pat Harvey's knee as she apologizes.
Her husband simply shakes his head as if it's nothing. "You needed the rest," he declares with a wink, and she knows he's feeling smug about the way he wore her out last night, over and over again.
With a roll of her eyes, she rubs her ever growing baby bump, thinking how this pregnancy has kept her awake more than Stella's dad, her little boy tumbling around and kicking her at all hours of the night. Donna chuckles, telling the other two Specters, "Baby brother wanted to actually let Mommy sleep this morning." She smiles when Stella perks up, reaching over to rub her belly, whispering a, Good job, Buddy!
"I can't remember the last time I slept until eight," she laughs, looking over her shoulder to the large window. She watches the way the sun streams through the sheer, pink curtains of the playroom, and Donna makes a mental note to change the color scheme in here to something more gender-neutral before the baby arrives.
They spend the next twenty minutes happily eating their pretend breakfasts and drinking their tea, Donna making sure Mr. Flops, the large stuffed bunny Stella had dragged over to join the party, gets enough to eat.
When she hears the rumble of Stella's belly, Donna declares it time to eat some real food. She takes her daughter's hand, grinning when she sees that Harvey has already gotten her dressed for the day. She hadn't been able to see the adorable look while she was covered in feathers and pearls, but now that Harvey and Stella have removed their costumes, Donna gets a good look at it.
She's in tall white socks that come just above her knee with little red hearts all over them. Her red skirt is attached to red overall straps, and she has a white, long sleeve top under it with frilly sleeves and black polka dots, a giant red heart smack dab in the middle. Donna had purchased the outfit at a random shopping trip with Rachel over a year ago, and she was glad Stella finally fit into it.
"You look precious!" Donna exclaims, scooping their five year old into her arms and spinning her around. "This dress is too cute."
With a giggle, Stella gives Donna and Harvey a little twirl once she's set down. "Daddy's shirt matches my socks!"
Donna's brows scrunch, turning to look at Harvey. He's in a white shirt with small red hearts all over them. She'd thought they were just polka dots when he first took off his tea party attire, but now she sees it for what it really is. She chuckles, placing her hand on his jaw as she pecks his cheek. "You look precious, too," she teases, giving him a wink.
With a shy smile, he ducks his head, "Figured I'd get us a little something to wear to round out the heart theme for today."
She gives him a look, knowing she didn't pick anything out, and she knows Harvey Specter would never be capable of picking out gifts on his own. Narrowing her eyes, she questions him, but Harvey simply shrugs, telling the girls to go get Mommy ready for their Valentine's Day while he starts breakfast.
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Stella takes her hand, leading her into the bedroom as Donna protests that she doesn't have anything to wear. She was feeling too pudgy in her pregnancy when she'd finally thought to get herself something, and she isn't quite sure what Harvey could have picked out for them.
When they walk in, her daughter tells her to sit on the bed. "I'll be right back!"
The little girl scurries into the bathroom, and Donna can hear the linen closet door open, then shut forcefully before Stella runs back out with a gift box stashed under her little arm. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mommy!" she shouts, shoving the box into Donna's hands and climbing onto the other end of the bed beside her. "Here you go!"
She gives Stella a sweet smile, whispering, "Happy Valentine's Day, baby," into her hair, adding with a squeal, "and thank you!" while shaking the gift box for good measure. Donna then pulls at the tape and big pink bow, knowing good and well Harvey did not wrap this himself.
Chuckling when she sees what's inside, she takes out the shirt, fanning it out to read the writing. It's a red shirt with the words Growing my Little Valentine written in white, a little heart with two baby footprints inside of it to rest on her belly once it's on. "Did you help Daddy pick this?"
"Uh-huh," she claims with a proud smile on her face, the tiny mole by her lip lifting with it. Stella informs her that she also picked Daddy's shirt so that they'd all match for the holiday.
Snickering, she leans over, pressing a kiss to her daughter's strawberry blonde curls. "I love it, baby, thank you!"
With that, Donna changes into a pair of black leggings and her shirt before they both join Harvey in the kitchen.
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By the time they emerge, Harvey has already stacked a pile of heart shaped pancakes onto a plate, telling them he had a few more to make.
Donna walks toward him, jutting her belly out to show off the words on the shirt. "Who knew Harvey Specter was capable of picking out gifts?" she teases, kissing his shoulder as she comes to stand beside him. She pops a blueberry into her mouth, adding, "Although I should've known you'd need a girl to help you pick the right ones."
He snickers at that, shaking his head. "I could've done it without her help!"
"No, you couldn't have, Daddy," Stella declares in all seriousness as she climbs onto the barstool at the counter. "You had that ugly pink shirt for her before I found the cute one."
She says it so matter of factly that Donna can't help the guffaw that comes from her. She looks to her husband, who looks properly chastised by their five year old, and cackles. "See?"
She bumps her hip into his, then picks up the plate of finished pancakes, taking it to the table. Stella hops down, tapping the red and pink balloons Donna had tied to the kitchen chairs last night before going to bed as she does.
They enjoy their heart themed breakfast, Donna smiling to herself the entire time, thinking how lucky she is that she gets to see this loving side of Harvey Specter. A side that no one other than his wife and children will ever see. The man who wakes up early to have feather boa and floppy hat tea parties with his daughter, who buys Valentine's Day themed shirts for him and Donna, knowing she loves any excuse to dress up.
As they clean up the food and settle into the couch, enjoying a lazy morning of cartoons and naps, she relaxes into the cushions as Harvey massages her tired, pregnant feet. He leans over, whispering in her ear, "I love you," and she beams, kissing his cheek.
He makes her feel loved every day, and she knows Stella feels exactly the same way. They don't need a holiday to prove how much they all love one another, but as the Sunday morning sun rises higher in the sky and they decide to all go to the park, she's overwhelmed with the affection she has for this man. Her forever Valentine.
She glances over as Stella laughs at the television, and Donna rubs her stomach, amending her previous thought… Her forever Valentines.
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Well… there's the fluff lol! Let me know what you thought! :)
As always, thanks to the girls who helped with this one (Jess, Blue, Sarah, Stef, Loren… I linked a bunch of y'all this time! haha)... y'all are the best! 3
