[ooc: Harvey deserves a few punches so, why the hell not? xD]
*By the time Harvey stumbles back to the apartment, it's nearly one in the morning. He knows he's in for it. He had promised for weeks that he wouldn't be late tonight. He had promised to be back in time for the dinner that Eames had been planning for them; a nice, quiet evening together was something they hadn't had in a few months.
His head is pounding and there's a multitude of bruises across his face and he's sure he can feel them on his chest too, because it hurts each time he inhales.
It's been a long time since Harvey's last psychical fight. He prides himself on being able to show restraint but lines had been crossed and really, that drunk bastard had deserved what Harvey gave him.
It just worked out that Harvey was the one who had left with more bruises. But he wasn't going to mention that fact to Eames.
With a tiny hiss, Harvey pushes open the door and steps inside, bracing himself for attack if Eames is up waiting for him. If Eames hasn't left, that is.*
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*By the time Harvey stumbles back to the apartment, it's nearly one in the morning. He knows he's in for it. He had promised for weeks that he wouldn't be late tonight. He had promised to be back in time for the dinner that Eames had been planning for them; a nice, quiet evening together was something they hadn't had in a few months.
His head is pounding and there's a multitude of bruises across his face and he's sure he can feel them on his chest too, because it hurts each time he inhales.
It's been a long time since Harvey's last psychical fight. He prides himself on being able to show restraint but lines had been crossed and really, that drunk bastard had deserved what Harvey gave him.
It just worked out that Harvey was the one who had left with more bruises. But he wasn't going to mention that fact to Eames.
With a tiny hiss, Harvey pushes open the door and steps inside, bracing himself for attack if Eames is up waiting for him. If Eames hasn't left, that is.*