Post-canon.

After a few weeks married, they realize something: living together has good and bad aspects. They believe they know each other completely, but they notice that there are still things to discover about the other.

Of course, there are good things:

They love to start and end the day together.

Donna loves waking up in her husband's arms.

Harvey loves her coffee with vanilla and drinks it together in bed.

They love the stupid talks during the day and the not-so-stupid.

Harvey really enjoys watching her getting ready for work, enjoying finally that intimacy with her.

Donna loves when he comes back from exercising, and she takes a shower with him.

They enjoy watching a movie together and reading on a rainy Sunday, Donna a book, and Harvey the news. Donna's cold feet always under Harvey's legs.

But, mostly, they love the freedom to kiss, touch and hug every second.

Even so, there are things that aren't so cute or fun, and they both have to learn.

Harvey learned quickly: never talk too much to Donna when she just wakes up. Never move their things around, and never help her unless she asks.

Donna learned other things about her husband: Never wake him up suddenly. He never has more than a coffee for breakfast before leaving and never offers him anything else. Never interrupt him when he is watching sports. (Unless it's about sex, he never complains about it.)

But above all, he is so messy. (And that really bothers her.)

"Are you ever going to learn not to leave the towel on the bathroom floor?"

"I don't know Donna. I forget it."

"You don't live alone anymore. Can you change some bad habits?"

"It's just a towel."

"It's a wet towel on the floor."

"What I said: a towel."

"I have to get you to change some habits."

"Don't you think you already changed me enough?"

"It's never enough, and I never give up. You know that."

"Are you going to stay angry about a towel?"

"No, I'm not angry. I'm trying to become you as a civilized human being."

"You never give up, and you're never going to stop exaggerating about everything."

"You learn some things quickly. Except about the wet towel's place."

"I'm not a kid."

"Prove it."

"Are you not angry?" He asks, laughing.

"No."

"I'm not so sure."

Donna rolls her eyes and hugs him by his neck.

"I'm not angry. I know I can change you."

"Can we stop the fight?"

"No one is fighting."

And now, Harvey is who rolls his eyes.

"Coffee?"

"Yes, please."

"Put the towel in the right place and I'll make coffee for both of you."

"For real?"

"You put the towel on the floor."

"Yes."

"And you're going to do it well."

"Ok, Donna, ok."

"I told you: I can change you."

"You're trying me like a kid."

"Do you want the coffee?"

"Yes."

"Do it."

"You're tireless."

"You just realize?"

The next day, Donna is in the bathroom after Harvey takes a bath and leaves the house.

She smiles to herself when she sees the towel in the basket of laundry. She took a photo and sent it to him.

"Sometimes, you learn fast. Your negotiation skills have been crushed."

"You're the only one who can do it."

"I know and I love it."