Homesickness was bound to happen for you, you'd been living in Pelican Town for a year now, it was gonna happen eventually.

And Lord did Harvey dread it. He wasn't one to get that attached to people, but since he became roommates with the cheery new farmer in town, he's felt genuine attachment to a person. And maybe attachment issues?

Not even a maybe, Harvey had attachment issues when it came to you. So when you told him you were leaving for a week to visit home, he was terrified. What if you wanted to stay home? What if you found someone back home? What if you got hurt and some other doctor had to help you? They'd definitely not understand you the way he does, the thought.

But thank goodness, his fears weren't correct. And on Sunday morning, he hears a familiar motorcycle hum from outside. He immediately jumps from his armchair, slightly spooking your pet. Before you can get your bags down, you're tackled onto the grass in front of your porch in a hug.

"You're home! Are you alrighty? No sickness? No scrapes or bruises? No new guy?"

Harvey bombarded you with questions. He's elated to see you, as everyone can tell.

Everyone can tell. Harvey has a thing for you, you've got a thing for him, you're both too clueless to act on it, and you're wayyyyyy too close to be roommates. People have seen you two out in public, you're holding hands and he's smiling bigger than anyone's seen in a while from him. Rumors are you two are having a secret affair...or that you're both just too embarrassed to act on your obvious affections. Cause it's totally platonic to bring him 2 gifts a week and for him to call you 'dear'...