I wrote harvey's ten heart event like a fic lol
Harvey x Farmer (gender neutral)
It is a little different than how the event goes, I am sorry I got creative but I think it's good
You held the note in your hands. Reading the paper over and over you tilt your head. With how frequently you had wandered into the clinic, whether you needed to be there or not) Harvey had never really written you a letter. He could usually just say whatever he needed to when you arrived at the clinic. You weren’t entirely sure what this would entail.
You hadn’t exactly been subtle with your affection for the doctor. It wasn’t like you brought Sam a joja cola every single day. You didn’t look for Elliot amongst the rows and rows of shelves in the library. Harvey may have been a bit of an introvert but he was by no means clueless. He was a doctor for crying out loud! A very smart man!
…
Ok so maybe Harvey hadn’t picked up on how you felt. That didn’t mean someone else hadn’t told him. You went back into your small house, a sigh was pulled from between your lips.
Your cat sprawled out, perched on your kitchen window sill, soaking the sunlight from the summer sun. His tail swung back and forth slowly. You smiled walking over to scratch behind his ears. His body rumbled as the low sound of his pur filled the small space of your home.
The little guy was blissfully unaware of fear, anxiety, his only thought about his next meal. He moved his head to rub against your palm. You turn away checking your appearance in the mirror. Hair a mess, overalls stained with Yoba knows what all. You huff shoulders slumping over. You were supposed to meet the Doctor in twenty minutes…
Hair tamed with a little water and most of the stains rubbed out with a wet rag you start towards the railroad tracks. You can see him sitting on the steps of the train station, hands folded together, his heels digging into the dirt stretching his long legs. His expression was…intense. At the sound of your foot fall he looks up.
Harvey already had somewhat fuller cheeks, it was hard not to kiss them as it was,but, as challenging as it was on a normal day it was harder when he smiled at you like that. It was a full genuine grin, the kind that made your cheeks glow and ache. They even pushed up the frames of his glasses the slightest bit, it made your heart flutter.
He stands, dusting his slacks off before making his way towards you.
“There you are!” He exclaims long strides meeting yours.
“Yeah! I got your note… what was it for?” You try so, so hard to keep your nerves steeled no matter what. He seemed happy. That was a good sign. He chuckles tugging at his tie, “Well I saw this ad in the paper..” His eyes move over your shoulder, as he speaks, “There it is!” He says watching the skies.
You swallow following his eye line, there approaching was a patchy (somewhat sketchy) baby blue air balloon. Your stomach flips as you watch the balloon’s basket touch the ground. The owner ties it down, turning to Harvey to discuss its mechanics. You don’t hear them. You are, frankly, still confused.
“Harvey what's going on?” You ask as the original pilot of the balloon walks away.
The doctor turns to you face flushed as he speaks, “I saw an ad for balloon rentals in the paper, I thought we could try it.”
Alarm bells are ringing in your head as he speaks. You can see the signs of it even now. The slight tremble in his hands as he looks at the balloon and the skies. He tugs at his tie once more. You want to ask him about his fear, you want to be reasonable about how this will go.
But,
There underneath his fear, is his passion, that glimmer of hope and excitement in his eyes. The way he smiles as he runs a hand over the basket. He turns to you still waiting for your response.
You know that reasonably this won’t go how he hopes.
But how could you deny him this?
“Sounds like fun!”
The basket is awkwardly tall, which you guess you’ll be grateful for when you are actually up in the air. You place your hands on the rim pushing up to try and get yourself, struggling as you do. Harvey chuckles as your face begins to turn red.
“Here let me..” His voice trails off as he lifts you, turning so your feet are in the basket and your hips hover over the rim. He lowers you so you can slide into the basket the rest of the way, before hopping into the ride himself.
You look around the insides of the balloon as Harvey begins to mess with the wires and ropes. Your breath hitches, you feel weightless and the ground starts to shrink away. You’ve taken off.
You are breathless as you float into the sky. Blue’s blending into purples and pinks. The summer air warming your skin as you look out over your small home of Pelican Town, “Harvey look theres the..” You look to your left the doctor no longer by your side. You feel panic bubbling in your chest. “Harvey?” You call looking left and right. You look down to the city again. You aren’t sure what to do, when you feel a tug at your overalls, “Down here.”
His voice was so small, you look down seeing the man curled in on himself pressed against the wall of the basket, his eyes are squeeze tightly and his knees fit under his chin. Your heart breaks and you sink to your knees, “Oh, Harvey..” You whisper, extending a hand towards the trembling ball.
“I’m so sorry..” His voice breaks and your hand freezes in the air, “I wanted to impress you…now look I’m.. I-” his voice wobbles as he tucks his head to his knees, his voice is muffled but you can still hear him, “I’m a coward.”
Your heart is in your throat as you place your hand to his knee, thumb stroking back and forth as you shuffle towards him.
“Don’t say that about yourself-”
“But i-”
“Don’t.” You warn. He looks at you over his glasses, hair falling to cover his eyes. Your other hand brushes his bangs away and you gaze into warm brown eyes. “Harvey, it took courage to even get up here. It took courage to try.” You smile at him as he looks at you, pitifully. “I’m proud of you for even trying Harv.” You whisper, cheeks flushing as you tuck his hair back and taking one of his hands. He sits up a little taller looking back at you.
He laughs just a little, “You’ve got enough courage for us both, that's…” he pauses, eyes turning to his lap, “It’s one of the things I like about you.”
You freeze, swallowing, trying to understand what he means. If he means it to the extent you would. “I’m gonna look..” he says voice more steady, more determined. There is a glint in his eyes as he stares at his knees.
He looks back to you, gaze softening, “Please don’t let go.” He squeezes your hand to emphasize his point, you lace your fingers together, “I’m not going anywhere.”
He takes a shuddering breath as he rises to his feet. His grip, tight. You squeeze his hand in return. He glances down, shoulders rising as he becomes infinitely more intense. You look at him for a moment, certain that you were about to witness the first human implosion. You gingerly lay a hand on his bicep and he turns to you with his eyes wide. You make eye contact and he exhales, shaking as he does. He looks back over the skies, breathing in, breathing out.
His grip becomes loose and he chuckles. It very quickly becomes a laugh as he looked over the skies, he laughs hard before turning back to you..
“I’m doing it!” He exclaims taking both your hands. You smile wide, flushing. He pivots looking around the skies with an enthusiasm you hadn’t seen since he’d made contact with a pilot. “There's the clinic! The mayor's house! Your farm!” He cries watching your small town in the light of sunset.
Your heart could burst, watching the doctor. His face has gone red as the air of the skies nips at his nose and cheeks. His hair blows in the wind and he clutches at his glasses. You look at the town beneath you.
“It’s so pretty.” You whisper and he hums in response, “It’s incredible.”
His hand squeezes yours and you turn to face him. “I’m glad that I finally got to experience this.” You smile, “it was about time.”
He searches your face, swallowing as he looks at you. “I wouldn’t have if it weren’t for you.” You sigh rolling your eyes, “Harvey you need to give yourself more credi-”
“No,” His voice is firm, hand cupping your cheek, “I wouldn’t have done this if it weren’t for you.” Your heart stops, your cheeks warm from more than just his palm.
“Harvey-” He leans forward pressing his lips to yours.
Slow and intentional, meticulous in everything he does. Harvey kisses you. It’s just a press. Your pulse quickening in your chest. His mustache tickles as you smile wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him back down to you when he tries to pull away. You stand on your toes, brushing your nose against his.
“I like you,” He whispers, his voice a low rumble in his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist.
His phone vibrates and he pulls away, despondent. Marcello screeches on the other end and Harvey grimaces, holding the phone away from his ear. He looks at you bashfully. “Whoops?”
