#if you want a 'relationship' with them please hop on stardew and do that

[ask-shane]

PSA

hi it's mod dawn here. i need to address something. i wrote this out in the tags on one post but i'll reiterate. when it comes to any of my ask/roleplay blogs, i CANNOT uphold established romantic relationships with anyone in character. this means the characters cannot say yes to being your s/o (dating or married). flirting is fine. it can be funny and sweet to interact like that. but i have to set the boundary there.

when the characters are 'reciprocating' your flirting, it is not to give false hope, nor is it supposed to be something sad. it's not a shane thing, it's a ME thing. there is a real person behind this. i do not feel comfortable roleplaying a romantic relationship, and i apologize if that makes people feel like the character is leading anyone on. it isn't my intention. if this boundary does not sit well with you, you are free to unfollow me. all that to say, please don't take the blog(s) too seriously. i just feel the need to make this clear due to some lingering concerns lately. thank you for listening.

[gendercraft]

When I Fell Overboard [Chapter Eight: Never Been The Type To Trust]

Read on ao3

Synopsis: Sebastian struggles with his relationship with Maru as she strives to get close to him. Meanwhile, he and Elliott get closer and closer.

Trigger warnings: Panic attacks, fighting, snapping, potentially unsympathetic Robin, crying, food mention, let me know if I missed anything please

Fall came around full force. Nearly overnight, the leaves turned red and orange and yellow, crisp breeze carrying them across the cobble walkways. Pierre and Caroline had Abigail help them hang a huge sign above their entranceway advertising their ‘one of a kind’ and ‘Joja-free’ pumpkin seeds. Gus brought out a new menu, similarly pumpkin themed, but Sebastian couldn’t say he hated the spiced pumpkin mead. 

He and Elliott spent most days together. Any time he had to pull himself away, either to get some alone time or catch up with Abigail and Sam, they stood behind Elliott’s closed door with their arms wrapped around each other, Sebastian safely cradled against Elliott as they promised to meet again soon. 

Sebastian was falling hard. Every time he saw Elliott, he couldn’t help but smile. Elliott would do something small, like whisper an “aha!” when he figured out how to fix a plot hole, or accidentally burnt himself with his raspberry tea, or made too many crab cakes and had to share, and all Sebastian could think was, “I love you.” 

It was becoming a little bit of a problem. Elliott showed no signs of feeling the same way, gave Sebastian no hints, nothing to work off of. He eventually broke and spent a good twenty minutes venting to Sam and Abigail, who stared at each other, and then him, and then each other, then Sam sighed and left the room. 

“What’s his problem?” Sebastian asked, face hot. 

“You. You’re an idiot.” Abigail grabbed her drumsticks. “Come on, if we start he’ll come back in.” 

Abigail was spending a suspicious amount of time with Maru. Occasionally Abigail would come over while Sebastian was working and stay shut inside Maru’s room until he finished, sometimes for hours. There was an awful lot of laughing, though Sebastian couldn’t understand why. 

He eventually accepted that if she and Abigail were going to be friends, Maru and Sebastian had to be a little more than civil. Not quite friends themselves, but close. So when Maru reached out, he forced himself to stop snapping back. He still didn’t like that she was so insistent on them having a good relationship, didn’t understand why she didn’t already have enough—you’re stealing my best friend and you want me, too?—but he had to let it go. He couldn’t lose Abigail. He’d die. 

“Is it cool if I invite Maru with us to the saloon tonight?” Abigail asked during band practice one day. 

“Sure,” Sebastian mumbled. “Oh, and Elliott gave the okay for next week.” Sebastian asked if the three of them could use his cabin to rehearse one day so they could see how their songs would sound how they were meant to, on the piano. 

“Awesome.” Sam plugged his guitar into the amp with a wicked grin. “I am ready to give my mom a headache.” 

Sebastian rolled his eyes. 

After practice, they headed out to the saloon, an order of pizza and a round of beers already waiting for them. Sam gave Shane a cheerful wave and a smile, who returned it with a grunt. 

Abigail hopped onto Journey of the Prairie King, cussing the arcade machine out while Sebastian killed Sam in pool. Elliott showed up to drink his share of the beer and wrap his arms around Sebastian’s shoulders from behind. Sebastian blushed under everyone’s stares, but couldn’t bring himself to push Elliott away. It always made Sebastian so happy when Elliott touched him, a feeling of me, he’s choosing me. He could have anyone else right now and he’s choosing me.

It was hard to push aside the dread piercing Sebastian’s stomach when Maru came through the saloon doors. He focused on the game, not meaning to ignore her but trying to act casual and, well, taking it too far. 

“Hey, Sebastian.” Maru smiled. 

He glanced up. “Hey.” 

They stared for a moment, then Maru stepped aside to join Abigail at the machine. 

“So how are things going with you?” Elliott asked, giving him space to shoot. 

Sebastian bent over the table slightly with his pool cue. His tongue poked between his lips as he analyzed the set up, then moved and shot, hitting three of his balls into the holes and knocking aside two of Sam’s. 

“Damnit!” Sam side. “Fuck, Seb.”

Sebastian grinned. Then he remembered Elliott’s question and it faded. “Right. Um… fine, I guess? I mean, she’s here, right?” 

Elliott nodded slowly. “Right… is she still asking for your help with the robot?” 

“Yeah. Every other day, pretty much.”

“Why don’t you help her?” He rested a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder. 

“She doesn’t need my help,” Sebastian muttered. 

“I think she does,” Elliott said gently. 

Sebastian shook his head and leaned against the pool table while Sam considered his move with a snail’s pace. 

“What does it matter?” Sebastian asked in frustration. “I thought you were staying out of it, remember?”

Elliott smiled nervously. “Right.” 

They played a little while longer, until Sebastian won and they were all tipsy. They stumbled out the saloon doors, milling around for a second while they figured out who was going with who. 

“Did you still want to see those videos of the Stardew caves?” Abigail asked, shyer than usual. 

Maru nodded with a smile. “I have a good computer. Wanna spend the night?”

She nodded. “Sebastian, you coming?” 

“Uh…” He glanced to Elliott, tipsy enough to allow the hope to show plainly on his face. 

Elliott laughed and wrapped an arm around his waist. “You can spend the night with me. You know I never mind.” 

“Well, I’m going to my own house,” Sam said, holding his hands up. “Have fun.” 

Maru, Abigail, and Elliott laughed, and they all split ways. Sebastian slipped his hand into Elliott’s when they were out of sight. 

Elliott smiled at him. “Want me to read to you when we get home, my dear?” 

Home. 

Home home home. 

Sebastian nodded. “Yeah.” 

Then Sebastian saw it. He looked up and Elliott was smiling softly, his brows relaxed, eyes sparkling. He was… happy to see Sebastian. 

Elliott chuckled. “What?” 

“Nothing,” Sebastian murmured. “Just…” He bit his lip. How could he say this? He forced the words out, “just… happy to… to be… you know, to be with- with you.” 

Elliott brightened. “That is so sweet! Sebastian!” He squeezed his hand as they stepped onto the beach, kicking sand as they went. “Before we head inside, do you want to go on a walk?” 

With the alcohol buzzing pleasantly in his head and the moon hanging above them, there was absolutely nothing Sebastian would rather do. He nodded. 

They strolled along the sand, headed towards the tidepools on the other side of the beach. When they arrived, Elliott broke off, and Sebastian missed holding his hand but it was worth it to watch him run around the tidepools, picking up shells and holding them to the starlight. He came over to Sebastian with a small, smooth black and purple shell and held it out to him. 

“Reminds me of you,” he said sheepishly, and that was it, Sebastian was in love. 

He cradled it in his hands, staring up at Elliott with the widest grin. 

Kiss him. 

Sebastian’s grin weakened. He couldn’t do that. He could never do that. What if he read everything wrong, and Elliott didn’t like him at all? Sebastian wouldn’t survive the embarrassment—or the guilt, if Elliott didn’t feel the same but kissed him anyway to spare Sebastian’s heart. 

“I had a really good time with you tonight,” Elliott said softly. He stepped closer and fit his hand into Sebastian’s. He cupped Sebastian’s face. “I always have a good time with you.”

Sebastian couldn’t speak, just smiled up at him, eyes damn near close to watering. 

“I was worried, with Maru being there. You guys always have so much- so much friction, and I know it upsets you. I don’t want anything to upset you. Maru is truly trying though, and it means a lot that—” 

He stopped. His face flushed, eyes widening. 

“I mean…” 

Sebastian frowned. “What are you talking about? What does that mean?” 

“No, nothing.” He brushed Sebastian’s hair back. “It was nothing.”

Sebastian took a step back. His hands trembled. “Have you been talking to Maru?” 

He hesitated. “Sebastian…” 

“Have you been talking to Maru?” He asked harder. “You promised you wouldn’t meddle in my relationships.” 

“I- I know. And I’m sorry. But after we started getting close, she came to me, and she was so upset, Bastian-”

Sebastian shook his head, eyes squeezed closed. The shell fell to the sand. “You promised me. Why would you… I can’t believe you’d…” 

“Please don’t be upset,” he begged. He stepped closer, and Sebastian stumbled back. “I just want you to be happy.” 

“That’s none of your business!” Sebastian exploded. “I told you not to get involved, it’s none of your business whether Maru and I get along or not! I can’t believe you’d- you’d-” 

Fuck, now his eyes were watering. Shit. He shook his head and turned, stumbling over the tidepools. 

“Sebastian! Wait!” 

“Just leave me alone, Elliott!” 

He stormed away. 

He was grateful it was so cold, because his body was hot, sweat pin-pricking his brow. He slammed the door open to his house and stormed towards Maru’s room. He banged on the door until she answered. 

“Sebastian?” Her anger faded. “What is it?” 

“I can’t believe you’d talk to Elliott behind my back,” he snapped. “You’re really so desperate to have a relationship with me that you’d trick me into it?” 

“Seb?” Abigail peeked over Maru’s shoulder. “What’s wrong?” 

He couldn’t even get the words out anymore. Part of him knew he was overreacting, knew he’d regret this, but his stomach boiled and his chest was tight and he was so, so angry, so upset that Elliott and Maru would… 

He squeezed his eyes shut. 

“Sebastian, you need to breathe,” Abigail said firmly. 

Her cold hands cupped his face. He blinked his teary eyes open. 

“Whatever you’re mad about, it’s okay,” she soothed. “You can figure it out.” 

He turned and hurried away. He barely managed to get his bedroom door shut and locked before he sank to the ground, hands trembling and body numb. 

He’d never been the type to trust people. In all honesty, he probably doomed his and Demetrius’ relationship from the start. Maybe he doomed his and Elliott’s, as well. 

All he knew is he didn’t trust Elliott anymore, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

[lgcyunhyeong]

hey there!! this is my first time in lgc and i’m super excited to be here! i’ve been eyeing this place for a while and i’m glad i finally mustered up the nerve to join. this is cho yunhyeong, 21, works part time at his local gs25. he’s been a trainee for little over a year and is hoping to eventually debut in a band! he plays the bass and sings a little bit, and he also wants to get into songwriting and composition eventually. he’s generally kind of a weird kid--super spacey, often distracted, your local space nerd--but he’s a good egg in spite of that. compared to some of the other trainees, he’s pretty aimless and chill, but he does genuinely love music and performing, so...!

you can find some more info about him on his about and background pages but they’re kind of messy so i’ll drop some quick facts about yunhyeong under the cut, along with some connection/plot ideas to hopefully kickstart things! if you’d like to plot, please hit like on this post and i’ll hop into your ims! i also have a discord if you prefer to plot there - just ask me for my username ♡

quick facts:

born and brought up in seoul - very local, most comfortable in his neighbourhood, the most exciting vacation he ever took was to busan (and it was #lit). his parents own the best hot pot restaurant in seoul, and yeah he’s biased but that doesn’t mean it’s not true! 

has an older brother currently in law school and their relationship is best described as ‘i tolerate you’. they’re complete opposites - his brother is super driven and loud and outgoing while yunhyeong is not so they’ve never really clicked beyond the fact that they are siblings and therefore are obligated to love each other

was the quiet kid growing up, had a very chill and subdued personality. didn’t really speak unless spoken too, didn’t play much with others. most of the time he kept to himself and focused on his hyperfixations - first, it was dinosaurs, and then space! and he’s been stuck with space ever since

his mom put him in music lessons when he was younger in hopes that a relatable hobby might help him make friends?? also that it’d work as a conversation starter but it didn’t because yunhyeong remained as weird and solitary as ever! he did fall in love with music as a result though

in high school he decided to branch out and make friends by starting a band - new age sexy aliens or NASA for short. his recruitment process was like: whoever shows up to join is part of the band! it worked out for the best since he and the band members got really close

they started off playing covers but then branched out into their own original music (yunhyeong helped write some of their lyrics). most of their songs used heavy space imagery and they were really pretty but also low key about aliens

yunhyeong loves aliens

nasa had a pretty dedicated fanbase both online and in their school! did well, were thriving, living their best lives and playing hella gigs, and then their lead singer got scouted by an entertainment company. it was the beginning of the end for them; the rest of the members went their own ways as well and the band officially disbanded in 2018 rip

yunhyeong started to busk on/off since he wasn’t attending university and didn’t really know what the heck else he wanted to do with his life outside of the band, and that’s where he got scouted by legacy! joined the company because like... well... why would he not...

wants to debut in a band if he can... and focus on songwriting and music composition as a secondary career path. he isn’t like... super motivated though? has always had issues with setting goals and being ambitious... he’s more like, eh, i’m just gonna go where life takes me! 

personality wise, he’s still a pretty quiet kid unless you get him talking about one of his interests, in which case he will never shut up EVER. he gets distracted easily and will sometimes zone out when you’re talking to him but has a good memory of like, the most random shit you wouldn’t expect him to recall

easygoing as hell, rarely gets riled up over anything. on the flip side, he doesn’t really come across as sincere (even though he almost always is!) in his emotions because people are like... hm... just feels fake. tries to stay as positive as he can and doesn’t dwell on stuff that might upset him. sometimes people think he’s shallow! but he has #deepthoughts. he just doesn’t share them

unmotivated when it comes to most things! has no goals, no ambition, doesn’t care much for academia or being forced to like, conform to things. his mom calls him a free spirit but she’s probably just making excuses for him. it’s more like he’s stuck in some sort of limbo?? scared of growing up but scared of being left behind. it’s complicated

he’s really a sweet guy though. a little odd - he’s not the best at showing affection and sometimes he can be really... strange? offbeat? you never know what the fuck is going on in his head. but he’s a Human Being Just Like You (sadly) and simply trying his best to live every day

connection/plot ideas:

he didn’t really have many friends growing up, but still - childhood friends! maybe you were the exception. maybe you didn’t mind that he was awkward and quiet and a little weird! maybe you tripped and fell on the playground and he gave you a star-patterned purple band aid and you decided you would die for him. who knows! 

friends in general who understand him and look @ him with fond exasperation... must be able to tolerate his antics. liking aliens is a bonus. jk, but he’s a sweet guy who loves his friends! please be kind to him

fans of his former band, nasa (or antis?). he was the bassist and a sub vocal and didn’t stand out too much compared to some of the other guys, but he always did the intros and he’ll happily talk about nasa all day! discuss the symbolism of their songs with him

exes? i genuinely cannot think of a single reason why anyone would want to date him but i feel like he’s had at least (1) relationship before... maybe you took a chance and after you started dating you were like, god, i’m running away

crushes, whether one-sided on his part or your part or reciprocated but you don’t know it yet?? he’s holding out for his alien bae but maybe you don’t know that and just think he’s like, this quiet mysterious pretty boy. maybe he thinks you’re cool for a human! 

fellow trainees who can play instruments... yunhyeong needs someone to #jam with because playing the bass alone is kind of lonely (and since he’d like to eventually get on the band track, making some connections would be cool) 

fellow trainees in general, especially ones in his training group!! he’s not as hungry for debut or as ambitious as some which means he’s a) non-threatening and b) chill to hang with. you could be into that or it could absolutely infuriate you since he doesn’t seem to be taking things seriously! maybe you think he doesn’t deserve to be here

met online on an alien enthusiast forum and you talk almost every single day about various theories and moves and all that kind of stuff but you’ve never met irl! and yunhyeong really wants to meet you in person! 

idk bully him 

you’re buying a bunch of weird shit from the convenience store where yunhyeong works at like 2 am and he has so many questions and won’t let you pay and leave until you answer them

alternatively, you find him sleeping on the job and you want to wake him up but the moment you touch his arm, he makes this high pitched screeching noise and you fall over and take an entire shelf of candy down with you

you invite yunhyeong out for drinks but he took one sip of soju and he’s a mess... you didn’t sign up to take care of a giant drunken baby but guess what! you will be! if he tries to kiss you, dodge him

you always bum free meals from yunhyeong’s parents’ restaurant because his parents think you’re his best friend. tbh you actually don’t really like him but he doesn’t realize it so he never bothers correcting his parents either!

you didn’t realize yunhyeong was allergic to cats and dogs and you brought your cat/dog near him and oh my god he is having the UGLIEST allergic reaction

yunhyeong can’t swim. you push him into a pool as a joke. chaos ensues

you play various video games together and yunhyeong is really good but he’s more interested in stardew valley than in league of legends and you keep pestering him to play with you dammit i need you on my team

you slipped a love letter under his door for one of his roommates but yunhyeong thought it was for him and now he keeps (kindly) rejecting you whenever you see him and you don’t even know how to react

Oh No We Are Trapped In This Room And The Power Went Out And I Am Scared Of The Dark Please Hold My Hand For Science

yunhyeong loves smoothies and one day you catch him trying to blend a slice of pepperoni pizza into a smoothie because he is, and i quote, “tired of chewing”

IDK ALL THESE IDEAS ARE BAD BUT PLEASE PLOT WITH ME ANYWAY

[kitty-kat-kaitlin]

Sitting, waiting, wishing

Chapter 1: The Check Up (Fluff)

Spring Year 2

Today was a particularly slow day at the clinic, Maru was busy browsing her computer reading up on the latest tech news and Harvey sat in his office dreading the next two hours before they closed. Of course he was grateful that his patients weren’t sick, but he wouldn’t mind a walk-in from someone in Zuzu city during these slower days.

After a few minutes sulking in his office, Maru knocked on his office door to notify him that the newest local was here for a physical.

He shot his head up from the desk as he desperately tried to cover the fact that he was asleep.

“Sorry. Who?” Harvey asked, still dazzled from being awoken.

Maru rolled her eyes. “Katherine, You know the one that brings you coffee?”

“Of course!” he said, a bit too eager.

Katherine Bennett was the newest local. She was considered “new” but she had been in the valley for a little over a year now. Harvey noticed she has become close friends with many in the valley, including himself.

Her hair was dirty blonde, it was wavy and long. Her eyes were dark green but noticeably smaller than the average person. Her nose was chiseled and had formed freckles from working in the sun. She was on the shorter side, around five three. Her body was curvy and she knew it.

To say Harvey had a crush on the farmer would be an understatement. He thought she was lovely, but so did most of the town. It’s not often the valley received a new neighbor, not to mention how pleasant and outgoing she is to everyone she meets. Harvey took note that Alex and Sam have both tried to have a shot with her but apparently they had no luck. The only reason he knew was because being a doctor, the locals tend to tell him a lot more than he would like to know.

Harvey was also aware of her relationship with Shane being quite close. He hasn’t been able to forget her face the night she and Marnie drug him into the clinic when he had attempted to drink himself to death. That’s the night he consequently met Katherine. She was a mess, she was soaked head to toe and covered in mud from carrying Shane in the rain. She was sobbing and pleading for him to help Shane. Her words jumbled and her nerves all over the place, Maru had to take her into the other room in order to calm her down while Harvey stabilized Shane. He ended up recovering just fine and Harvey recommended therapy along with AA meetings but to this day Shane still drinks. It hasn’t gotten out of hand again but Harvey is always worried about him having another repeat.

After all of that passed she started to stop by the clinic with coffee for him and to chat. It was as if she knew that was the key to his heart.

Only recently has Harvey felt comfortable enough to enjoy the small talk with her. At first he was awkward, quiet and somewhat soft spoken, but the more and more she visited to chat with Maru he opened up too. The three of them often joke about how Lewis was always running frantically around town gossiping and worrying about what Joja would do next.

But something about her was special, she often made it a point to ask how he was, and how he was doing. Not many people ask him that, not even Maru.

Katherine is always smiling at him and she even giggles at his lamest jokes. Which makes him turn into a puddle in front of her.

She loves coming to see him, bringing him coffee everyday you think would indicate a sign to him that she’s interested but Harvey is unfortunately too dense or perhaps too stubborn to realize her crush on him.

“You okay doctor?” Maru asked softly as she noticed he had gone into deep thought.

“Yes! Of course! Go ahead and tell her I’ll be right out!” he replied getting up and straightening his green coat.

Maru nodded and left, closing the door behind her.

Harvey noticed his thoughts swirling he was excited to see her, but tried to stop himself from going too far.

“Why would she want someone like you? ”He thought to himself. “It’s just coffee, she brings everyone in town their favorites from her farm. She talks to everyone, you aren’t special.”

He took a deep breath, He had to keep this strictly professional. She is part of the community, he needs to make sure she stays healthy.

He walked out into the waiting room and called her name.

“Katherine?” He called.

She turned her head from the magazine to his direction wearing a smile as always. She looked stunning, but as he had to remind himself before he had to keep this professional.

She had her hair tied into a braid, pieces falling out in the front. She was wearing a black T-shirt underneath some baggy overalls which she had paired with some casual slip on shoes. It was a simple look, but enough to make his heart race.

He seemed to be stuck in a sort of a daze when she spoke back, snapping him out of it.

“Hi Doctor Harvey! Sorry I didn’t bring any coffee today.”

”That’s quite alright. Come on, follow me.” Harvey managed to spit out.

He let her walk in first and found himself eyeing her curvature. But quickly tried to push away his unprofessional and downright dirty thoughts.

He needed to remind himself that she was his patient.

“So Ms. Bennett, you’re here for an annual physical, is that correct?” He asked with his genuine smile, mustache curled at the end of his lips.

“Yes, you told me it was important to get checked out, so I listened to your advice. I don’t think you would have stopped asking me until I came in” She smiled. “I’m overdue.”

“Well at least someone around here listens to me.” he muttered under his breath as he turned to the sink to wash his hands.

She giggled at his remark, causing his cheeks to flush. He turned around while drying his hands.

“Oh sorry, I-Uh shouldn’t have said that out loud.” he shrugged.

“I think it was funny, it’ll be our secret. I won’t tell Maru.” She whispered.

As he smiled back at her she could feel herself looking into his soft brown eyes. They tended to be her weakness, Harvey had noticed but looked away thinking it was just some awkward eye contact. He was trying to avoid entertaining the idea of anything but a platonic relationship while she was just hoping he didn’t notice how much she was starring.

He took his stethoscope off his neck and put the buds into his ears.

“I’m going to start by listening to your breathing and heart rate.” He said reassuringly. “Could you please remove the buttons on your overalls so I can get underneath your shirt?”

“Oh! I’m so sorry. Of course, I should have worn something different.”

She blushed as she unhooked the buttons letting the overall straps fall.

“Nonsense, it’s alright.” He reassured as he carefully lifted her shirt up just enough so he could put the stethoscope against her apical pulse. As he moved it against her body he could feel goosebumps against his hand. “I’m sorry, I should have warned you my hands are cold.”

“Oh, it’s okay.” She said softly, it wasn’t his hands...it was him.

He listened for a moment.

“Your pulse is high...” he expressed with a concerned tone, “Do medical offices make you nervous?”

“Uh, yes sometimes. I’m sorry” she mumbled, knowing well that it’s just him that makes her nervous.

“You don’t have to keep apologizing, it’s alright I’m here to help.” he smiled as he removed the cold metal from her skin.

Harvey moved on and continued with taking her temperature, measuring her blood pressure, and testing her reflexes.

“You’re very Healthy” He said while writing down information on a clipboard.

“That’s a relief.” She sighed. She found herself looking into his eyes again, She didn’t mean to, it just kept happening. He darted them away once again to her chart, he looked at if he was analyzing details so she stayed quiet for a few moments.

“Okay, Looking at your chart, it indicates you said that your last pap smear was five years ago. I think you should consider getting one today.”

Keep in mind he wasn’t thinking anything sexual, he was just concerned for her health.

“Maybe not today.” she stuttered out knowing her panties were already soaked from just him touching her chest. Imagine if he was doing that? She shudders at the embarrassment.

“Are you sexually active? If so we can test for any STI’s and STD’s. Plus it can help detect cervical cancer early on.” Harvey added meaning no harm. He was simply doing his job.

“I am not currently but, I’d rather have a heads up before I have an exam...” she said turning red looking away.

“That’s fine.” Harvey spoke while smiling. “No worries. Just let Maru know when you would like to come back and you can schedule an appointment.”

“Okay. Thank you.” She sighed out with somewhat relief.

“So it looks like we can just draw some blood for a basic assessment today and then you will be all finished.” Harvey added.

She nodded and Harvey got out his supplies from the cabinets and brought them over on a tray next to her.

He noticed she was a little nervous as he grabbed the tourniquet to tie around her arm.

“Are you afraid of needles?” He asked nicely while cleaning her arm with alcohol

“Kind of. I don’t like it very much.”

“I promise it’ll be quick.” He added with a smile of reassurance to her.

“Alright just a little pinch” he warned.

Before she knew it he had already removed the needle and had the tubes of blood.

“That was fast.” Katherine grinned.

“A promise is a promise.” Harvey smirked as he removed his gloves and washed his hands once more. “And it looks like you're all set. I’ll have Maru check you out okay?”

“Okay.” She grinned hopping down from the table

“Oh wait Doctor.“ she says as he turns back around before they leave the room.

“Yes?” He replied with another light smile

“Thanks for seeing me today...I know you’ve been telling me I need to come in.”

“No problem. I’m glad you did.”

“I’ll still be around with your morning coffee, Maybe we can talk some more tomorrow?”

He blushed. “Please do. I enjoy your company.”

“I enjoy yours too. See you tomorrow.”

****

Needless to say that was the highlight of Harvey’s day and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since.

As he laid down in his bed he thought of how good she looked today, how she smiled and giggled at him. As if she wasn’t already nice enough to him, today topped it off.

“Yoba. She’s perfect ” he whispered to himself. “If only she liked me.”m