Harvey was exhausted. Yet, that didn't stop him from lying there shirtless in bed. You were perched literally on the back of his legs, bored out of your mind.

So, you started sticking various of your niece and nephews stickers all over Harvey's back. Hello Kitty, Nascar, Minecraft, Fnaf, Bubble Guppie, Paw Patrol, you get the idea.

Harvey was just lying there, half asleep. "How many are you at...?" He murmured tiredly, his voice hoarse from exhaustion.

"Hm.." You hummed. "About 30, now. You have a large back." You said sarcastically, peeling another sticker off the sticker pad and putting it on the small of Harvey's back.

"Mhm..." Jack hummed, burying his face against the pillow. He was far too tired to argue. Work had been a bitch with the investigatons, interrogations, and operations. The stress was literally cramming against Harvey like push pins in a pin board.

Though, that stress didn't stop him from seeing you. Even if that meant having a bunch of cheap, stupid, kids stickers on his back.

You were his sanctuary.

His home.

He'd be damned if he didn't let you do it. You both needed the relief even if that meant silly stickers on his back.

You were Harvey's whole world.