Random shit/thoughts/imagines

𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚢 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

(SHUT UP IM WATCHING SUITS RN FOR THE FIRST TIME AND WHY IS HARVEY KINDA...)

Everyone knew Harvey was the avid music enthusiast. He had a wall of records, something from each genre, but more specifically Classical and Jazz music were more his forte. So when one of his clients offered him tickets to see a new jazz artist he was all over it. But he wasn't obvious about it, it's Harvey Spector he never shows emotion (even excitement). "You have two tickets to this and you're not taking someone?" Louis asked when he had caught wind of what Harvey was given.

"Louis, no offense, but you're not going with me." Harvey said as he stood up from his desk and took the coat off his chair.

"Please, you don't even listen to her." Louis pleaded.

"And what better way to start than hearing it live?" Harvey said as he walked out of the office leaving a pouty Louis behind.

Harvey did consider bringing someone to the live show, but meeting someone there might just be more fun. Harvey made it to the show and almost like a second nature he made his way to the bar. "Let me guess, whiskey?" The woman who he stood next to spoke. Her voice was smooth like the alcohol she mentioned, which was his go to.

"Tequila? Bold choice." He gestured to her glass filled with the clear liquid.

"Water. I don't drink on show nights." She told him as he took a sip of his drink.

"And other nights?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked over at her. A long black dress, a white stripe across the top, a bow tied just below each shoulder, long h/c hair curled to be in perfect waves, and a pearl clip holding back her hair on the left side of her head.

"I do like a good glass of Cabernet." She told him taking a sip of the water. She could tell his suit was expensive, not the classic charcoal grey, it was a caviar color. The bow tie was a dark red, a burgundy almost. The undershirt was plain white, matching the napkin in his pocket. "Never seen someone wear a burgundy bow tie."

"First time for everything." He said before he watched her phone buzz on the bar. He checked his watch, ten minutes until show time. She checked her phone.

"Shit. You probably have decent tickets, but I've got a family emergency. Front row, they're yours if you want them." She told him setting the tickets on the bar, almost as if she had pulled them out of thin air. Before he could get a word out she was gone. A small smile appeared on his face after letting out a short laugh.

"Mysterious woman." He muttered to himself before finishing his drink, paying, and heading to his new seat. Front row, not front and center, but it was more ideal. The sound wouldn't be ear bursting loud, but still crystal clear. He had a prefect view of the performer and the band.

The same look he had at the bar appeared on his face when he saw the mysterious woman, he had a short conversation with, up on stage. She looked down at him, knowing exactly where the seats were since she had picked them, and winked. Her voice that was smooth suddenly also became enchanting. His eyes never left her as she sang, not even glancing at the band.

It wasn't until the final song had she fully had him wrapped around her finger. The slow start, the piano somehow giving her voice more volume, the lyrics. God, the damn lyrics.

Stories can be told by words, but they resonate more when sang. Maybe it's because humans are more inclined to listen to it, the music making it more appealing and more engaging. Maybe it made it more emotional. Scratch that, it definitely made it more emotional.

He did think she looked like a goddess on stage, but even at the bar he thought she looked like one. She had the voice of one too, singing or talking.

Then he heard it, the crescendo. The sudden imposing of the orchestra behind her, causing it to evoke even more emotion from the crowd. He sat there in amazement. Yes, Harvey Spector was amazed by someone other than himself.

She finished her song and the instruments (along with her voice) died out. The crowd stood up in applause and cheers. "Sir, could you come with us?" A security man asked Harvey. He nodded following the man, he was lead back stage and into a dressing room.

"I see you took me up on the new seats." He heard as he turned around and saw her stood by the door.

"Front row? Of course. And security guards?" Harvey asked as he watched her take the clip out of her hair and her earrings off.

"I get two tickets every show, I pick who they go to. If I don't have any friends in the town I'm in then I go out before the show and pick someone. Those people get brought backstage." She told him as she looked at him through the mirror.

"And what made you pick me?" He asked walking over to the vanity and leaning on it.

"You seem...interesting." She said with a grin.

"Interesting?"

"Well, I hear interesting and mysterious go well together."

"You heard me."

"I wasn't that far away." She said as she placed her hands on his chest. Pulling out the business card from his front pocket. "A lawyer. Pearson Hardman? Ooo, that's a good law firm.  I've heard good things. Harvey Spector."

He nearly froze. The way her elegant voice said his name, it's sent shivers down his spine. Harvey doesn't shiver. "Y/n l/n."

She nearly froze. Her name sounding so foreign from him, but a good foreign. A foreign that she wanted to become a normal. "I have a limo out back, a hotel room to myself, and an extra day in the city."

"What are we waiting for?" He asked, jumping at the offer. She softly laughed, tucking the business card back in his front pocket and gently lead him to the limo.

Harvey Spector changed that night. He was still arrogant, cocky, and had a huge ego, but he now had a personal life. He didn't have any more one night stands. And he had a famous girlfriend who he could now brag about to everyone.

Especially Louis.

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OMG IM NOT DEAD. College might kill me, but IM FIGHTING. I'm also working on something for y'all so be on the lookout (you prob won't see it until 2025 if I'm honest). Anyway I'm gonna go do college work cause I have a math quiz tmr so wish me luck, I'm gonna fail 🤭. LOVE YA 🤍