National Treasure (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 3

Harvey has expressed his desire to keep certain things private to Jeff before, of course.

He knows full well that Jefferson's entire career depends on him being transparent with his fans, but it's not necessary for them to know everything about their relationship. Like when they're arguing, or having sex, or, hell, just spending the day together.

But Harvey is nothing, if not a negotiator. So, compromises have had to be made. As a result, they now have their 'Golden Rule' which Jefferson has to abide by if he feels the urge to overshare.

Don't ask, don't tell: Jeff isn't allowed to volunteer private information just for the sake of it unless Harvey has agreed beforehand.

For example, if Jeff has posted a solo selfie on a plane, and fans ask where he's going, then it's perfectly acceptable to let them know that it's a couple's holiday.

However, if he posts a story of Harvey in swimming trunks with the caption, "travelling with the boyf" and Harvey hasn't at least been warned. Then well... let's just say it didn't turn out well for him.

As usual there are some exceptions to the rule. Like if a fan's question is too intimate to answer. Or if it's an occasion that someone would normally share on social media, like a birthday.

In conclusion, Jeff's fans have every right to be interested in his life, but Jeff has every right to decide which information is shared.

But then comes the confusion, because it seems that Harvey and Jeff have very different concepts of 'privacy'. As evidenced by the situation he's found himself in right now.

Harvey is scrolling through his twitter, passing the time at his and Jefferson's apartment after a long day at Law School.

As usual, he has his notifications turned off for mentions and tags, so he doesn't actually know about the barrage of tweet that are coming his way at this very moment.

What it takes for him to notice, is a viral tweet with his and Jeff's names on it.

@omgimbenji: we stan our progressive king Jefferson Blake for admitting he sometimes bottoms for Harvey, even though he looks like he could dom me to high heaven.

Harvey... has to blink. Repeatedly. For a while. Because what the hell is this?

He taps onto his mentions hurriedly, skimming through the onslaught of tweets directed his way.

@harveysonlyhoe: in reply to @omgimbenji omg pls confirm @HarveyKingofcheese i am livingggg

@ritawithani: in reply to @omgimbenji we always knew @HarveyKingofcheese was that bitch. Always knew my sexy man had it in him.

@friendlyneighbourhoodstan: come thruuuu #Harverson with the vers representation. We love a couple without labels.

There's something so weird about this, even though all of these comments are so supportive and positive. It's true, of course, that he and Jefferson's sex life isn't so set in stone that they give each other assigned roles. But.... why was this information even available to people?

It's not like the couple even explicitly talk about it together. When it's... freaky time, they just sort of go with the flow. Granted, seventy percent of the time Harvey is too lazy to do the work, but that doesn't mean he has a preference.

Ugh, it's even weird to think about outside of a sexual setting.

What's truly off-putting, despite all of the positivity in his mentions, is the idea of people having intimate knowledge of his private life. Fanarts, fanfiction, edits. All centred around this one aspect of their relationship. Harvey being praised for not being some submissive softboy as if that's, one, a bad thing to be, and two, a standard role in a gay relationship.

It's nothing new, people speculating and fantasising about his and Jeff's relationship. And Harvey doesn't let it bother him if their doing it on their own private accounts.

But Jeff 'admitting' that he occasionally bottoms? He's willingly participated in the fanfare. He's invited people to join in with the fantasy.

It'll do nothing but make them bolder.

What was once this thing that Harvey genuinely didn't mind people doing privately, has become something that Jeff has basically given his approval for.

"What's with the angry kitten face, baby?" Jeff asks from behind him, the sound of a door slamming follows after his voice.

Harvey frowns deeper, "You tell me." He says, then thrusts his phone in his boyfriend's direction.

Jeff takes it, dropping his bag in the process. He scrolls vigorously, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Wanna tell me why the entire world is now debating the possibility of you being a 'size-queen'?"

Jeff's blue eyes snap up to meet Harvey's. The smaller man can tell that his boyfriend is desperate to start laughing, but is holding it in. No doubt because he can see the storm raging on the brunet's features.

"Someone asked on a livestream?" He says, but frames it like it's a question, which only serves to piss Harvey off more.

"Did they now?" He squints, "'Hey Jeff? Tell me, do you ever take it up the ass?'!"

"You're blowing this out of proportion-"

"There are fanarts, Fer!" Harvey whines, "Of me... doing you."

"There are always fanarts!" Jeff rebuttals, "You're mad because they're more accurate?!"

"I'm mad because you can't seem to tell when you're oversharing."

"No, you're mad because you're a prude." Jefferson says pointedly, picking his bag up and heading to the kitchen with Harvey in tow, "They asked me why I sometimes emit 'bottom energy' and I told them it's because I'm sometimes a bottom."

"And you thought that was appropriate to share?" Harvey asks in disbelief, "In what world is that a normal question to ask someone?"

"In my world!" Jeff exclaims, "This is the stuff they talk about all the time. I don't see the harm sharing little things about myself like that."

"Yeah, but it's not just about you, is it?" A pause. "I don't like that you're encouraging them, Fer."

"How is this encouraging them?" Jeff looks at his boyfriend, face a picture of confusion.

"The more information you volunteer, the more they'll ask for." Harvey explains, "Today it's our roles in bed, next week they'll want an hourly schedule."

"You're being ridiculous."

"You can call me ridiculous all you want from the guestroom tonight." Harvey turns around and heads towards their bedroom, "Doesn't change the fact that you're a fucking oversharer!"