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Harvey never says it. He tries to show it, but he’s never going to say it. He knows what lies that way.
He thinks it, though, lately with more and more frequency. He doesn’t believe in cliches, but, sometimes, he indulges himself as he watches Mike sleep next to him in what’s become their bed.
Every day, it seems more and more certain that this is it.
Until the day it isn’t, until the day that Mike is telling him in his most gentle voice it isn’t. Not for him.
And he’s glad he didn’t say it aloud this time.