Post-canon.
The sunset light comes in through the big window.
Donna is sitting on their bed, in front of that big window, looking at it, wearing her silk robe without anything under. The robe falls over her shoulders, and she has a messy bun in her hair.
Harvey walks towards the room with two cups of coffee, and he stays looking at her from the door. She turns her head.
"No, wait. Don't move." Harvey says.
"What?"
"Stay there."
"What, Harvey?" She asks, without understanding him.
He giggles. "There is a beautiful light reflecting on you. I want to take you a photo."
"Yes?"
"Yes."
"Ok." She says, surprised.
"I'm going to take the camera. Don't move."
"Use the phone."
"No, I want to do it right."
She shrugs. "Ok."
Harvey goes to get the camera and comes back. She is in the same position.
"Look at the window." He says.
"This is weird."
"Please, the light is going to disappear in a few minutes."
"Ok, ok.'
She turns her body, adjusting her robe which drapes over her shoulders, and sits upright.
The light reflects off her skin, highlighting her freckles and making her red hair shines, some strands falling down her back. Harvey smiles looking at her and takes some photos: she looks at the window with her arms at the sides of her body, hugging herself, with her arms up.
"Is that good?"
"Wonderful. Now, just turn your head and look at me."
She does what he asks, and he takes a few photos.
"You're so beautiful."
She smiles. "Thank you, Harvey."
He chuckles. "I say that to you every day."
"I know, but this is nice."
"It is, even the coffee is cold now."
"We can heat the coffee."
"First… Can I take you one more?"
"Mmm... Yes."
"Take off your robe and look out the window."
"Do you want a dirty photo?" She asks, raising her eyebrow.
"No, no dirty. Only sexy. More than the others."
"Ok, ok. But if I don't like it, you're going to delete them."
"Promise."
Donna takes off her robe, drops it around her body, onto the bed, and looks out the window. The light and shadows mark the bones of her spine and her shoulder blades, reflect on her white skin, the freckles of different shades shine and some of her moles stand out. Now all over her back and arms. Harvey takes a few more photos, smiling all the time.
"Let go of your hair."
Donna, without saying anything, lets go of her hair, and it looks like a waterfall on her back.
"So, so beautiful." He says, taking some more photos.
She turns her head smiling, and Harvey takes a spontaneous photo of her, without warning. She giggles.
"Since when are you a photographer?"
"I have my secrets."
"I see…"
"The last one, move your hair to the side."
Donna does it and Harvey takes the last one.
"Should I have tried modeling and not acting?" She asks, laughing and dressing her robe again.
"I prefer you as my personal model."
"Mmm... You already put a ring on my finger. Do you want me like your personal model too?'
"I want you in every way."
"You got me Specter, don't worry." He smiles and kisses her. "I want to see the photos."
"Here." He says, taking her the camera. She starts to see them.
"You're good."
"You did all."
"Yes, sure." She kisses him. "Thank you, I really love them."
"I love them too, and I love you." They smile. "I'm going to heat the coffee."
"Can I move now?" They laugh and Harvey leaves.
While Harvey is in the kitchen, Donna transfers some photos to her phone, selects a few, and uploads them to Instagram.
"Apparently, my husband is a photographer, and he had never told me about this.
PH: harveyspecter" She writes on the captions.
He sends a comment: "I'm not a real photographer, but it's impossible not to take good photos with this model and inspiration. You're so beautiful."
"Look at you, Specter! You win with this wife." Mike adds another comment.
"What a model redhead! The most beautiful and good woman in the world." Rachel says too.
A/N: These are stories that I share on Twitter and decided to collect here. I hope you like them! Please let me know what you think!