Post-canon.

Another rainy and cloudy Sunday in Seattle, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, and they're still in bed. Donna gets up to go to the bathroom and when she comes back, she lies down and hugs him.

"Your feet are cold!" He says, complaining.

"I know, I'm trying to steal your warm." She says, rubbing her feet on Harvey's legs.

"I can't understand it, you have cold feet all the time." He says, hugging her.

She giggles. "I'm already used to it."

"Who were you stealing the heat before?"

"No one."

"So… You lived with your feet freezing before me?"

"No, I used to use some no sexy methods to warm them up." She giggles.

He chuckles. "For example?"

"Heat pads."

"The one you use when you're menstruating?" He asks.

"Yes, I told you. No sexy."

"You can use it now if you want."

"No, it's more fun to do this." And she rubs her feet on Harvey's legs again.

"Is it fun to bother me?

She chuckles. "Yes, it is." He rolls his eyes. "Wait… Does it really bother you?"

He pauses and Donna looks at him.

"Harvey…" She says, worried.

"What?"

"Harvey!"

He laughs. "This is fun to me."

"What?"

"Make you worry about anything."

"You're the worst husband. You know it?"

"Yes, but I'm the only one you have."

"The only that I want." She says and kisses him.

"You can steal my heat when you want."

"Good to know."

"You would have done it anyway."

"You know me, and you're always warm."

"Are you cold right now?"

"Yes."

Without saying anything, Harvey hugs her tightly and rubs his hands down her body.

"My personal stove." She says, giggling. "It tickles me!"

"Oh… Yes?" He asks, intensifying his movements.

"Harvey!"

Harvey lifts his wife's t-shirt and starts tickling him with his nose in her abdomen.

"Your nose is cold too!" She says, still laughing. "Stop, please!"

Harvey stops and gives her a few kisses on her abdomen.

"Put my clothes again, I'm cold, idiot!"

"Always demanding things." He says, adjusting her clothes.

"Thank you."

"At least, you're grateful."

"Hug me again and put the movie."

"Demanding again…"

"Always, I have high standards."

"That's why you married me."

She rolls her eyes. "Whatever lets you sleep at night."

"Having you by the side is pretty effective to sleep."

"Even with my cold feet?"

"Yes."

"I definitely won."

"Do I meet your standards?"

"You outperform them."

"You made me marry, I never thought I would. You definitely won."

"I have my tricks."

"And it works."

"Like always." She pauses. "I'm waiting for my hug." She puts her head on his chest and Harvey hugs her. "Yes, I like this. Now the movie."

"Yes, boss. I'm on this." He says, looking for the movie on Netflix.

She giggles and kisses his neck. "I love you, you know that?"

"I know, and I love you too, although since we've been together, it looks like the roles have been reversed, and you're the boss."

"I was always." Harvey chuckles and the movie starts.