Campfire.
"OMG, Jesse, what was that?" Rachel exclaimed.
"Rachel, relax! It's just the wind."
It was a Friday. New Directions were camping in the woods, they set up their tents and made a campfire. They were all sitting around the fire, it was almost midnight. Quinn's head was resting on Finn's shoulder, his giant arms enveloped her body. Blaine and Kurt were engaged in a conversation about whether or not you should combine orange and black. Kurt thought it was risky, but it could work. Blaine just thought you looked like a bee. Mercedes, Tina and Brittany were talking about the newest episode of cougar town and the others were just talking random things. Rachel sat between Jesse's legs, his arms were around her waist and his nose was buried in her hair. He loved the scent of her coconut shampoo that was specially imported from Mexico. He had no idea why, guess she just loved the exclusivity. They were wrapped in a blanket, just like all of them. Almost everybody held a stick with a marshmallow over the flames.
"But what if it isn't? Maybe it's a grizzly bear!"
"Rach, there are no grizzly bears here. Relax." She sighted. "I'll protect you." He whispered in her ear and wrapped his arms tighter.
"you'd better," she smiled, "or my ghost will haunt you 'till you go crazy and kill the bus driver and they wrap you in bandages so you can't move." He laughed.
"Uhm, Rach, your marshmallow is kinda.. black…" Puck intervened the conversation.
"Damn! This is all your fault, St. James!" She pulled it off and tossed it away.
"I'm sorry."
"No, you're not."
"No, I'm not."
Soooo... Disclamer: I do not own glee, or Jesse, or Rachel, Puck, New directions (and Blaine) in general!
Love, Hach.