Set on 9x07
"Can you send me a selfie? I miss you." He texts her, at a stop from their road.
Donna receives the message being in the office and she can't help but smile, completely in love with him. She makes sure that no one is around, takes herself a selfie, with a slight smile, and sends it to him. "So... your turn. I miss you too."
Harvey smiles seeing her face and responds. "How can you be so pretty?" And when Donna reads it, she blushes. Then, he wants to take a selfie, but Samantha appears.
"What are you doing, Harvey?"
"Sending a pic to my girlfriend." He says, with a smirk on his face.
"Oh my god, Harvey Specter! You're so screwed up!"
"Yes, I always knew it. Just it took me a lot of time to accept it." He says and takes the selfie and sends it to Donna.
"I wanna kiss your entire face while you smile like that." She replies.
"The way that man is smiling for you, it's really something else!" Samantha texts the redhead. "He's literally a puppy."
Donna giggles when she reads it. "Take care of him for me, please."
"I'll do it. I mean, I leave the kisses, hugs, and all that disgusting stuff for you, but I promise that I'll do it. He's doing the same for me."
"I'm glad everything is working, Samantha." Donna texts her.
Harvey responds to his girlfriend. "Will you do it when I come back?"
"Yes, I mean... Not just that."
A mischievous grin spreads across Harvey's face and Samantha snorts. "Oh my god, this is getting horny. Can't you wait until we're in a hotel and I don't have to see you like this?"
Harvey laughs and denies it with his head. "I can't wait for it. Can you send me another selfie in a while? I'm going to start missing you again pretty soon."
Donna grins and feels stupid butterflies on her belly. "Just wait for it... I'll be waiting for the same."
Harvey sends a heart emoji as an answer and looks again at the blonde, who is crossing her arms, in front of him. "Shall we?"
"Finally!" Samantha snorts, and Harvey just giggles, following her.
"Drive safe. Don't get distracted by my face." Donna sends him and puts down her phone to go back to work.
A while later, Donna goes outside of the building for a coffee and some fresh air and sends him a selfie that she takes with her coffee.
"I wish I could be that coffee and kiss your lips."
"Harvey, when you became a poet?" she writes, laughing.
"I made you laugh?"
"Yes, silly."
"I'm not a poet, I'm a clown."
Donna laughs again. "God, stop right there and send your selfie," Harvey smirks and takes a selfie, smiling like a fool. "Good and handsome boy."
They spend the rest of the day sending selfies, some of them smiling, others just doing funny faces.
"Are you still up?" he texts her with a selfie he just took in bed.
"Yes, I was waiting for an update. I wouldn't be able to sleep knowing that you were in the middle of the road."
"We're safe now. Don't worry."
"That's good Harvey."
"Your selfie." Donna smiles but doesn't send a selfie, just starts a video call with him. "Hey…" he murmurs, softly, at seeing her on his phone screen.
"Hey…" she responds in the same way.
"You look so sleepy. I'm so sorry I kept you awake for so long."
"Don't worry. I'm fine. I mean, I'd be better with you here with me, but I'm fine."
He grins. "Same." She grins back. "Do you wanna keep the video call on as we fall asleep?"
Donna smiles widely. "A poet and a romantic?"
"I mean, just if you want…" he says, feeling suddenly embarrassed.
"Of course that I want to." She responds immediately and puts the phone in front of her, against a few cushions, and hugs her pillow, getting ready to sleep. Harvey does exactly the same as her. "I love you, Harvey." She murmurs, with a tiny smile on her face, looking as his face softens on the screen.
"I love you too, Donna." He says, with a very low voice. "Sleep, I'll be here." She grins and nods as she closes her eyes.
Harvey waits until she falls asleep, just seeing her on the screen of his phone, and for a while longer. Until he starts yawning and ends the call to sleep. But first, he sends another selfie and writes: good morning.
His selfie is the first thing that she sees in the morning and she can't avoid a smile. "Morning." She responds, with a cute selfie from the bed.
Later, they keep going with the selfies, but suddenly Harvey sends something else.
"Roses are Red. Violets are blue. All of my naughty thoughts involve you."
"Harvey? I don't know if this is being a clown, a poet, or if you're asking for sex tonight."
"All of them!" he responds, and then sends a selfie, pouting. "Especially for the sex tonight."
Donna smirks. "Find a better poem, and maybe we can have some sex tonight."
"You're being bad."
"Bad is that poem!"
He laughs. "Remember, I'm a clown."
"I know. But clowns scared me when I was a child."
"Oh, shit."
"Just try a little harder. I know you can do it!" she responds with a selfie, winking her eye.