Disclaimer: Don't own it and not claiming to either.

There was a light, tingling sensation on Harvey's ear. In his half sleep state, he wondered if it was a fly as he swatted at the nuisance. The sensation went away momentarily before coming back with a vengeance. Another swat of his hand and the sensation went away again. Harvey tried to settle comfortably on the couch to fall back asleep. The tingling sensation came back, but this time with buzzing.

Harvey groaned in frustration, "What the fuck!"

The sound of low giggles filled his ears as he opened his eyes and looked at Donna. She twirled a feather between her forefinger and thumb before gently brushing Harvey's noise with it.

"Buzz…buzz," Donna gave him a shy smile before giving Harvey a quick kiss. "I'm sorry."

Out of habit, Donna's hand slid along Harvey's waist, and then went under his shirt and settled on his stomach.

Harvey looked at his girlfriend and sat up to communicate with her effectively. Gently, he said to her, "I'm sorry too."

They had an argument the night before and Harvey went to sleep on the couch because of how upset they were with each other. It wasn't often that they argued, but when they did, Donna and Harvey always sincerely apologized to one another immediately afterwards or the next day. The couple didn't enjoy arguing with one another if it wasn't a form of banter—it was too draining. They frequently had disagreements, which were fine, but arguments were usually heated and, at times, nasty.

Donna got up and went to the kitchen to put on some coffee, and then went back to Harvey to lie with him. Harvey's back was against the couch and Donna was wrapped in his arms as she faced him. Softly, she gave him moist kisses starting with his lips before she moved to his cheeks, chin, noise, forehead, and, finally, back to his mouth. Harvey smiled at her affections as he pulled her closer.

"I love you," she whispered.

Harvey placed a kiss on both of her eyelids. "I love you too," he whispered back.

Early in the morning, shortly after Donna and Harvey woke up, they would lie in bed together and would speak only in whispers. It felt more intimate and sacred to them. It was a habit they unconsciously picked up when they unofficially moved in together. Also, they were still trying to hold onto the restful sleep they had just awoke from.

The buzzer from the coffee went off and Donna tried to rise, but Harvey placed a hand on her hips to prevent her from getting up. He moved across her body to get off the couch and went into the kitchen. From trial and error, Harvey learned how Donna liked her coffee. Expertly, the ingredients for the 'cup of heaven' as Donna called it were put into her coffee, and then he made his own cup. As he walked to Donna, he took a sip of her coffee before handing it off.

"Oh, God," Donna moaned in pleasure after she sipped her coffee. "I've taught you well."

Harvey shook his head as he went into their bedroom to get his book. Donna turned on the TV and made sure the volume was low as Harvey made his way back to the couch. As he sat down, he positioned his body to make sure Donna could lie in his arms as he read and she watched TV. Donna was a big HGTV fan and after 20 or so minutes of reading, Harvey usually ended up watching the shows with her.

"You want to re-do the bathroom, don't you," Harvey gave her an amused look.

"Harvey, look at this bathroom and tell me it is not gorgeous," she dared. Donna snuggled against Harvey's chest and wrapped her arms even more firmly around his body. "We can definitely afford the renovation costs."

If it were any other man, he would be bothered by Donna's usage of the word we. We signified a commitment and Harvey was totally committed to Donna Paulsen. Despite only being together six months, Harvey knew Donna wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He didn't mind that she was staying at his place for endless days at a time, using his things and his money. There wasn't any second-guessing about it; he was in love, that much was apparent. Not only that, he wanted to share his life with Donna, which included his things. Whatever was his was now hers as well.

Without any discussion, he knew Donna knew this as well, which why was she used the word so easily. We. He and Donna were a we. He smiled at the reality. It was a long time coming, that's for sure.

"I have no say so in how they bathroom is going to look, do I?" Harvey questioned as he gazed at her.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about how the bathroom is going to look," Donna pulled Harvey down for a kiss. "You're going to love it when it's completed."

Harvey descended his mouths towards Donna's for a second helping of her lips. God, he loved her.

Around 11 in the morning, Donna and Harvey began to straighten up their apartment. Harvey had the bedroom and the living room and Donna had the kitchen and bathroom. Since they habitually picked up after themselves whenever they did anything, their place was always relatively clean. Whatever rooms were left, they usually cleaned together.

After cleaning, Harvey started weight lifting and Donna got ready to spend time with a few of her friends. As Donna was leaving out the door, Harvey ended up walking out with her to go on his run.

"Should I expect you home anytime soon," Harvey closed the door behind him and locked it. Just like we, words like home were used without a second thought. His place was now their place.

"Umm…," Donna checked her purse to make sure she had her keys. "I shouldn't be gone long. We're just picking up some items for her son's birthday party."

A quick kiss was placed on his lips before they walked to the elevator together.

"Do you want me to pick anything up from the store?" Harvey pushed the main level button before stretching his arms.

"No," The ding echoed throughout the elevator as they descended towards the main floor. "I was thinking we could have pizza tonight."

Harvey groaned in anticipation, and then rubbed his stomach.

"You know what?" Harvey slowly turned his head to Donna as she spoke. "You could pick up some beer."

"Your favorite or the light beer?"

"Ugh…"Donna signed. "Why does all the good things have to be loaded with calories?"

Harvey hugged Donna as a means of comfort.

"Get my favorite," She rested her head on his shoulder. "Now I have to exercise longer just burn those extra calories."

"I can think of another way to burn those calories," Harvey whispered suggestively in her ear. The elevator doors opened and he jogged out into the lobby, and then outside.

Longingly, she looked at her boyfriend's disappearing form. To say she fallen hard for Harvey was an understatement. It was also telling considering the fact that she had been in love with him for years…literally.

When Donna returned home two hours later, Harvey was walking around in just his shorts. The news was playing in the background as he drank water and browsed through his phone.

After settling in, Donna gestured for Harvey to follow her into the kitchen. Harvey had already put the shampoo and conditioner on the table so she could wash his hair. It amused Donna that Harvey took care of his hair better than most women. He was very selective about which products he put and his hair and bought his product either from the salon or straight from business itself.

Expertly, she lathered his head and heard him make appreciative noises. Harvey cut and styled his own hair, but Donna washed it. Shortly after they first began dating, Harvey asked Donna to wash his hair because he felt she would be more thorough and quicker as well. Over time, it became her designated job because he claimed she had hands unlike no other. Her fingers firmly rubbed Harvey's scalp as she rinsed the shampoo out. Another appreciative noise escaped his mouth.

"Donna," Harvey murmured anxiously and Donna grinned. Donna forgot she had to be careful when she put her fingers in his head. For some odd reason, Harvey got turned on when she massaged his hair. It was understandable for a person to get turned on by a massage in any place, but Harvey's head was like a hotspot. If she touched it for prolong periods of time, he was ready to pounce on her.

Teasingly, she put more pressure on his head. Harvey abruptly took his head out of the sink and picked Donna up. Water splashed on her as she yelped.

"Harvey, what are you doing," She softly hit him so he could release her.

"Nope, you weren't playing fair," Harvey kicked the bathroom door shut behind him and loosen his grip on Donna so she could land on her feet. Before she had time to gather herself, he was quickly undressing her. As she looked at his naked form, she wondered when Harvey took his shorts and underwear off.

Harvey backed her up into the shower, and then cut on the water. He had them positioned, so the water wouldn't touch them.

He passionately kissed her as she opened her mouth wider to deepen the kiss. Instinctively, Donna's arms went around Harvey's shoulders and she lifted one leg for Harvey to hook his arm under. Harvey quickly grabbed her other leg so they wouldn't topple over. Slowly, they moved closer to the water until they were enveloped in it.

"I thought I didn't get my calorie burning session until after I ate drank the beer," Donna moaned as Harvey nibbled on her neck before slightly biting it. "Ooh…"

"You've been a good girl; Santa's cuming twice tonight," Harvey put Donna's legs on his shoulders so he could deeply penetration her. Donna bit her lip in anticipation. Her body couldn't wait for the deep, luxurious strokes from Harvey that she was about to receive.

About a century later, Harvey lay on his stomach while Donna massaged his back. It was unusual for Harvey to get backrubs after sex, but Donna usually gave him one after he spent the night on the couch, which wasn't often. Harvey could take naps on the couch, but anything longer than that and his back was a mess. He was surprised that he was able to run and have sex standing up before the pain kicked in.

"Harder, Donna," He groaned into the sheets. Firm hands pressed into his back to relieve the pressure that had built there when he slept on the couch. Donna put an elbow in Harvey's back and an undistinguishable sound came from his lips. "You're amazing, you know that, right?"

"No, you are amazing," she said suggestively referring to their calorie burning session in the shower.

"Tell me something I don't know," he said cockily.

"I'm pregnant," she responded seriously and Harvey whipped his head to look at her. Donna stared at him before she burst out laughing. "I'm joking."

"Just order the pizza," Harvey said exaggeratedly. He sat on the edge of the bed and opened his drawer to get a shirt to put on. "What do you want to watch?"

"I'm not in the mood for a movie," Donna was propped up on her elbows next to Harvey. "You want to play a game?"

"Uhh…sure," He handed her one of his shirts to put on. "Scrabble or chess?"

"I feel like playing a game with points," Donna gestured for Harvey to pass her a pair of his shorts. She crawled over to her side of the bed and picked up the phone to order the pizza. Automatically, she rattled off the size, toppings, and ordered bread sticks as she touched up her nails.

Harvey sat in front of her and folded his legs, and then grabbed one of her feet along with the nail polish.

"What would your colleagues think if they knew the Great Harvey Specter enjoyed painting his girlfriend's toenails?" Donna teased.

"Nothing because they aren't going to know," Harvey said offhandedly as he paid close attention to her nails. It amused Donna how meticulous Harvey was when it came to her nails. After he was finished, he made sure that there wasn't any nail polish on her skin before he blew her toes to dry them quicker.

The doorbell rang and Donna got up to answer it. Before she exited the room, she grabbed Harvey's wallet. As she paid for the pizza, the deliveryman handed Harvey the food.

In a companionable silence, they played scrabble while they ate pizza out of the box. For most of the game, they took the lead from one another. Harvey sipped his beer and grabbed some tiles from the bag.

"I've been doing some thinking," Harvey began and Donna stared at him curiously. "If you want to have kids, we could do that."

Harvey looked at Donna as his bit his thumb.

"Oh no, Harvey, I was joking earlier—"

"I know you were joking, but I have been thinking about this long before tonight," Harvey explained. "It's just that time isn't on our side if we are going to do this."

The room was silent for a moment and Donna took a bite of her pizza to do something rather than just sitting in front of Harvey dumbly.

"Don't you think it's a little early in our relationship to be discussing kids," Donna questioned. "Or what if we don't work out, what then?"

"Well, first and foremost, I don't think it is early," Harvey finished off his beer and opened another bottle. As he listed his points, he ticked them off on his fingers, "Second, time is of the essence here: although I can reproduce for the rest of my life, you're thirty-nine…the longer you wait, the higher risk the pregnancy is—that is before menopause kicks in. Third, if we do happen to break up, you may be forced to have it with either whatever guy you are dating at the moment for better or for worse or in-vitro treatments, which are expensive. Fourth, you could go the adoption route instead, but who knows how long that waiting list is or if you will get accepted. And fifth: even if we don't work out, you trust me and know I'll always do right by uou. We can raise a kid together."

Donna looked at her hands as Harvey spoke. After he finally finished, she looked at him and spoke, "You've really given this thought."

"Yeah, I have," Harvey answered honestly. "I don't mean to frighten or upset you, but if you want a baby—if we are going to have a baby, we don't have a lot of time to waste. I don't want to rush you or make you feel pressured, but if you are interested in having a kid, I want you to know that I'm on board."

Tears suddenly fell down Donna's face as she smiled at Harvey. Quickly, she wiped wetness on her face. She walked over to Harvey and he moved his chair back so she could sit on his lap. After burying her head in his neck for a moment, Donna hungrily kissed Harvey on the mouth. He pulled her closer and Donna maneuvered her body so that she could straddle him. Harvey was erect in no time and Donna began to grind herself against Harvey's aroused cock.

Harvey abruptly held Donna's hands to her side. She looked at Harvey as he raised his hands to her face and his thumbs wiped the tears away. He then tenderly kissed her tear stained cheeks before pulling her into an embrace.

Silence enveloped the room before Donna disentangled herself from Harvey and stood on her feet. She started to walk and stopped suddenly, and then extended her hand to Harvey.

"Let's make a baby," She whispered and Harvey smiled in agreement.

They walked hand in hand to the room together before silently shutting the door.

THE END

A/N: Okay, this is another experiment of mine. I just wanted to do a day in the life of Donna and Harvey in an established relationship. The baby idea came out of nowhere, but the rest was a part of my original idea. Lol. This is not a continuation or sequel to (Not Within) Walking Distance—it's a separate piece. I wanted to put them in a non-work setting where they didn't talk about work, just relaxed. Tell me what you think.