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Your compassion is a gift, Elena. Carry it with you, as I will carry my regret. Always and forever (I love you)

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все еще не понимаю, как это переварить

Навальный умер…

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Formidable, formidable Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable Nous étions formidables

You are formidable to me 'Cause you seem to know it, where you wanna go Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll follow you

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If someone had told me ten years ago that Loki would selflessly choose a life of almighty isolation to save his friends, while Steve Rogers would abandon his friends just to steal a life with Peggy, I would have called that person a fucking liar. But here we are.

(с) Fantage

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SUITS | 2.02

He doesn't want to force Mike to do something he doesn't want to. Harvey is too in love with that. But it was the right decision. Mike won't be able to build a relationship with someone who doesn't know about his secret. He doesn't know how to lie to those he loves. Therefore, all that remains for Harvey is to pat the newcomer on the back, gently touching the edge of hair growth and invite him to drink.

Now is the time for this. And if Mike falls asleep upset and drunk on Harvey's couch, continuing to cuddle under someone else's hands, then who is Harvey to deny a puppy a roof over his head? He has no malicious intent. Of course not. It's just that Harvey was the first to light stars in cornflower blue eyes, and he's going to be the only one. All he needs is to remove a sweet and kind assistant from the field of view of his equally sweet and kind assistant.

And if Harvey looks happier than usual the next day, you can sue him. Be prepared that he will rip you off like a stick, even though all this is the pure truth.

"So", Donna enters without asking, as usual, and looks piercingly, as if she already has the answers … as usual.

Harvey just arches an expressive eyebrow. The first rule if you are brought in for questioning is to close your mouth, you are not obliged to say anything.

Donna repeats his gesture and folds her arms over her chest, looking at him with a slight condescension. The prosecution went on the attack!

"Okay", Donna snorts and unceremoniously sits down on the chair in front of him.

"Yesterday you gave Mike a lecture about relationships, then took him out for a drink, and today you look too pleased for a man who was tormented by guilt because his assistant is a golden retriever who suffers for a girl. There's something wrong here", Donna doesn't ask—she claims.

"I still don't hear the question," Harvey shrugs.

Donna stares intently into his eyes and suddenly gasps. Her face lights up with an epiphany, and her gaze becomes predatory and dangerous. The blood is already in the water, and the shark can smell the victim.

"There was no guilt', Donna leans back in her chair.

Only she manages to sit on these uncomfortable chairs as if she is a queen who has condescended to receive servants. This woman is gorgeous.

"You didn't want him to date her because you only wanted him for yourself".

She's not asking again.

"It was the right choice, and I want to remind you that you agreed with him," Harvey shrugs.

It's a trap.

"Yes, but you didn't deny it".

"What's the point if you've already decided everything?" — counteroffensive.

"Oh, Harvey, it won't work on me — expected failure".

" What do you want to hear?", Harvey looks at her wearily. "I said what I had to say. Did I know that this would lead to certain consequences when…"

"Will the puppy be vulnerable, and will you be able to pick him up? Donna chuckles".

Harvey rolls his eyes.

"Call it what you want".

"Harvey," Donna's tone suddenly becomes serious. "If you started this game, then don't hurt him. Mike doesn't deserve this".

"Who do you take me for?", Harvey winces because Donna is unconsciously voicing his fears.

"For a man who does not know how to show emotions, and who hides any affection behind a thick—skinned armour", her answer is honest and ruthless as always. "Mike is all emotions, Harvey".

"And because of that, we have so many problems," he says.

"And that's why you like working with him so much. Think about it".

"I'm trying, okay?"

Donna stands up and straightens the folds of her dress.

"Do it or leave Rachel's boyfriend".

She leaves, clicking her heels loudly on purpose, looking so much like a proud lioness. Mike flies in after him, carrying folders. Tired and sleepless, but collected. Harvey looks him in the eye and thinks trying would be an insult.

Harvey will just do it. As always.

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Chapters: 21/21 Fandom: Suits (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mike Ross/Harvey Specter, Mike Ross/Rachel Zane Characters: Mike Ross, Harvey Specter, Jessica Pearson, Rachel Zane, Donna Paulsen, Paula Agard Additional Tags: Drama & Romance, Angst, Possessive Harvey, Falling In Love, Depressed Harvey, Happy Ending Summary:

Harvey toyed with Mike’s feelings until Mike couldn’t take it any more. As Mike struggles to move away from his toxic relationship with his boss to marry Rachel, Havey comes to term with the fact Mike is “the one” for him. Will Harvey be able to win Mike’s heart again when Mike has decided to write a new chapter of his life? Mike is stubborn, but then again, so is Harvey.

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~ chapter 1 ~

~ chapter 2 ~

Harvey and that woman are obviously having a falling out. Dana realizes this right after the merger when she walks into his office. There's nothing deaf in his eyes, and she doesn't even get flirting. Scotty knows him well enough to see the sparks of pain jumping instead of lightning across the perfect suit. She cowardly thinks that this is her chance.

"I don't like you breaking into his office while I'm at lunch," Donna tells her bluntly.

Donna can. Scotty knows that, but she's still hurt. It hurts. As if in addition to the signs, patrols with dogs were added to keep her away. She's angry. Has the right. Scotty has been working hard for her place for years and has earned her position in the firm.

"This is just between me and Harvey," Dana almost hisses, pursing her lips. "Harvey is a big enough boy to decide everything independently".

Donna looks up from her computer and looks at her. It feels against his will as if the panther finally pays attention to the butterfly flickering before his eyes.

"Between you, Harvey… and your fiance?" Donna's smile is sharp and menacing. "I can put up a private property sign if you want."

Whoever that woman was, she did the impossible by liking Donna. The goddess Donna may have been a creature descended from Olympus into Harvey's life, but Hades once sat high in the clouds. Donna is a devil in a dress from a famous brand. And he welcomed the lost soul, driving away all the others.

Dana Scott knew she was a gorgeous woman that many could not resist. It was just an obvious fact. Tycoons, big financiers, successful lawyers… But not Donna Paulsen (it's a name and a title simultaneously, dear). And that woman did it.

Envy is illogical and wrong. Dana has everything you can dream of. Except for the proud, gray cat, who no longer even looks in her direction, who has chosen another person for himself.

When Harvey calms down and something changes in him, it brightens, as if the raised wool has finally been smoothed, and all the tufts have been carefully combed out, Dana realizes that the moment has been missed. And he reproaches himself for this cowardly and pathetic idea — to take advantage of the quarrel. It looks so pathetic that Dana can't look at her reflection without biting her lip.

Scotty is not an idiot. She has enough brains to compare the beginning of Mike Ross's disgrace and his return to the team with the beginning and end of the quarrel with that woman. But a man?.. She hesitates and waits for other evidence. Donna ruthlessly hammers the last nail into the lid of her coffin. She looks affectionately at the boy and lets him fly into Harvey's office as if to his home. This is an irrefutable fact that explains everything.

Dana Scott does not lose to a beautiful woman with scarlet lipstick and a sexy walk. Worse. Gorgeous Dana Scott, with beige lipstick and a confident gait, loses to awkward Mike Ross, with the kind eyes of the most loyal dog and a huge heart. She has nothing to cover.

Harvey Specter looks at his assistant as if he is his personal sun, and the day begins when Mike Ross gets out of bed in his (probably) cramped studio and ends when he wraps himself in soft blankets late at night in Specter's apartment. It once belonged to Dana, and she sucks in the pit of her stomach from the realization that everything is really over.

Harvey Specter has made his choice and has no regrets.

Dana—just—Scott fell in love to the point of unconsciousness and now regrets it.

Mike Ross kisses his boss right in the office, pressed against the cabinet with records, and does not even think about the fact that you can regret something. Definitely not when Harvey passionately responds to his impulse, and Donna guards their peace.

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“Ten men stack up at the woman's feet, and she chooses the eleventh, who stands and looks the other way”.

— Michael Weller, "All about life"

~ chapter 1 ~

Dana Scott always knew that Harvey didn't belong to her. Spectrum was a cat walking by himself. Proud, nobody's, independent, rarely given into the hands and then only to selected people. It was enough for Dana Scott to be so chosen.

Good sex, pleasant conversations, exciting battles and negotiations, but more often — the perfect compromise that they found. This synergy between them… Dana cared about it, she liked it, so she was glad to return to New York. Harvey was now the senior partner and aimed higher (to match her). He was still damn good-looking (especially with a new hairstyle). It was supposed to be a pleasant adventure.

Harvey Specter was domesticated while she was building her life in London. Scotty realizes this the moment he gently removes her hand from his face and moves away, drawing a line between them. "Don't get involved, this is someone else's territory," says his whole pose. "Your visa is expired," Scotty sneers to himself, choking on bitterness.

Dana feels almost insulted. She can't do anything about this feeling because she's been special since Harvard. Yes, not a girlfriend or a lover, but someone much closer, bigger. There were so many things that connected them, and sex was just a drop in this sea. The threads stretched and intertwined into a unique pattern. Therefore, Dana can't get rid of the thought that she was deprived of something.

She understands the groundlessness of these claims. They never promised each other anything, but it hurts her to tears. Scotty wanted more. I couldn't escape from it, so I ran away from my fiance.

Dana also understands that it was her choice and she has no right to demand anything from Harvey. But she has a hole the size of Manhattan in her chest, and there's a reason for that.

"Who is she?" Scotty asks on the plane when they are sitting on opposite sides of the cabin because she is being pushed away again, but now insistently and clearly, with words.

Harvey arches an eyebrow and snorts, enjoying her whiskey and not even going to answer. As if she doesn't have enough reminders that he changed the locks, and her name is no longer on the free access list.

"Donna?", randomly beats Scotty, unable to remember another woman close to him.

A woman who could own the heart of Harvey Specter. Voluntarily given away. Never belonging to her!

Spectrum laughs, leaning back in his seat as if he finds the very possibility that he can sleep with the goddess Donna funny.

"There was definitely something between you," Dana shrugs because she's not blind either.

"I'm not stupid enough to have an affair with my super secretary," Harvey finally deigns to answer, finishing his whiskey.

"I'll have to give her your characterization", Scotty teases him without malice, remembering what Donna is capable of when she hears the word secretary.

"The check at the end of the month calls her just super for me," Harvey snorts.

He has become softer, Dana notices and feels a poisonous envy.

"Then Zoey?" Does she still work for you? Dana gets up from her seat and walks over to Harvey.

He gives her his famous grin of the best closer in New York. There is so much falsehood in it that you can draw buckets. It feels like a slap in the face, like the most vile insult.

Harvey Spectrum is now a minefield with a chain-link fence and warning signs through every centimetre. For the first time, Dana learns what politeness is in the Spectrum. When all touches are treated unambiguously, and flirting is a tribute to a beautiful woman.

The proud, independent cat now has a master. And the majestic creature, like a devoted dog, no longer looks at others. Just loses interest.

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the galaxy has a firewall happy N7 day!

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I wanted to kiss his smile.

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He was looking at me in a way that I couldn't say no.

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The photos were a meaningless memory attribute for Mike. His memory could reproduce any moment of his life in HD format. Sometimes it was a curse. Sometimes the pictures gave the illusion that nothing was over.

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I mean, if I had known the last time I saw you would be the last time, I... I would have stopped to memorize your face, the way you moved.

Everything about you. If I had known the last time I kissed you would be the last time... I never would have stopped.

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and don't tell me that Harvey isn't the main drama queen of the whole fandom. he's just 💅💅💅

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You say friendship, Donna and Harvey say a mutual destruction agreement.

or compromising material as a way of friendship. Mike has Benjamin, so Mike has all these photos. He has something to say to Harvey about working for Christmas. (you have to improvise with such a guy)