Set on season 9.
She walked into the Harvey's office and said from the door:
"I'm going home Harvey. I have a really bad headache."
He stood up and walked towards her.
"What's wrong?"
"Women pain." She said, twisting the corner of her mouth. "My head really pains and I can't concentrate on anything. I believe that there isn't something urgent."
"You don't need a justification. I know you never wanted to take advantage of going out with the boss, but… Some benefit, at least one..." He chuckled and she chuckled too. "Go home, I will try to finish early, so I can go take care of you. These things that you like."
"What things?" She asked, smiling at him.
"Kiss you, hug you, caress your hair."
She looked at him, a little surprised for his reaction.
"You're so cute." She said touching his hand. They were a little uncomfortable being demonstrative in the office, maybe for the old habits.
Harvey kissed her forehead and she smiled. He went with her until the elevator, and they said goodbye with a short kiss before she left.
When she arrived, sent him a message: "Home" and he responded: "Go to bed and relax."
Two hours later, Harvey finally could leave the office and went to his place, looking for some documents that he needed for the next day. He was taking those documents when he noticed some red curls on his pillow. He smiled to himself. She considered his condo like her home.
He approached his bedroom and stroked her hair gently.
"Hey…" He whispered and kissed her. "Do you feel better?"
"A little." She said and made a pause. "Why that smile?"
"Because when you said home, I believed that you would be in your place. I came here for some documents and then I was going to go to your apartment. It's nice to have found you here. I like that you feel here like your home too."
She smiled. "That will sound like a romantic movie, but you're my home."
They smiled and kissed softly.
"Also, your bed is more comfortable than mine. And your pillows? Yes, definitely this is better. Smells like you and I love it."
They were so in love that they didn't mind looking like a romantic comedy that you put on Sunday afternoon on Netflix.
He stayed looking at her, in silence, with a smile on his face.
"Well, you promised me something. I'm waiting for it, Mr. Specter."
"I'm going to change my clothes and I will come. Promise."
He kissed her cheek and he made what he said.
His place definitely felt like home to him too now that he shared it with her.
