Hello dear readers! I realize I have a few other stories going on, but I could resist making another story idea into a fic. So here we are lol. This one is gonna be sort of angst heavy so get ready! I adore Finchel so much, therefore, I'm so excited about another chance to give them a happy ending. Welp, here we go! Remember: Reviews are love :)
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Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything related. Those are the property of Fox, Ryan Murphy, and the other Glee writers.
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Finn Hudson truly loved his life. That was something most people couldn't admit. He had started out in Lima Ohio, in the shittiest cow town known to man, before traveling to New York with his four best friends and taking the city by storm.
He lived with his brother in their little apartment and he was attending NYU to become a firefighter as he held down his part time job at the music store. The drums had always been a passion of his and he planned to teach lessons to kids as well as start his career as a firefighter.
His brother, Kurt Hummel, was currently studying to become a fashion designer at the Fashion Institute of Technology. Their apartment was always covered in odd fabrics and weird headless dummies thanks to Kurt. He had dated one Finn's best friends, Blaine Anderson for quite sometime before the two decided to split for a while. They were still extremely close and had never ruled out getting back together, but they both agreed to do a bit of growing up first.
Sebastian Smythe had never been his favorite person in the world but he was still a good friend. The guy could be a little pompous and stuck up sometimes, but he had a really good heart underneath. Especially after his bullying days had led the near death of a fellow student. Since then, he'd been a much better person and currently studying medicine at Columbia university. He lived in his own apartment in lower Manhattan thanks to his wealthy parents.
Blaine was going to New York's most prestigious performing arts school, the New York Academy of Dramatic Arts and was a Broadway fanatic. He was as gay as the sun was bright, but still loved to play video games and did lots of other 'guy' stuff with Finn. Blaine lived on the upper west side with Finn's other best friend Rachel Berry.
Rachel also happened to literally be the center of his world. She was the only person in the world Finn felt like he could talk to and not be judged by. Kurt and Blaine were awesome but there were some things they just didn't understand. Rachel was smart, beautiful, and talented as hell too. Finn always liked to compare her voice to a choir of singing angels.
She was pint sized but was so full of passion and love that Finn couldn't help but adore every single thing about her. She also attended NYADA and her lifelong dream was to be a Broadway star. Something Finn was sure would happen one day. It was inevitable.
God he loved her so much. He loved her more than anything in the whole world. He'd knowingly loved her since Freshman year of high school but he'd been too chicken to tell her how he felt. It felt like he'd loved her since they first met in the second grade. In his mind, telling her would only cause problems.
What if she didn't feel the same way? Then he would effectively ruin their close bond as best friends. Or what if they got together and then broke up, forcing Kurt and Blaine to take sides and ruining their close circle of friends in the process? He would never forgive himself. Living without her in his life would be complete torture.
Not that any of this stopped him from loving her from afar. From holding her when they watched movies together, and staring at her when she wasn't looking. He just couldn't help it.
The only problem was her stupid ass boyfriend Andrew Rose, the hot shot lawyer. Rachel met him her first day of Junior year in her dance class and they hit it off immediately. Turns out Andrews little sister, Marley, was one of her classmates and he'd come by to pick her up after class one day.
Now it was the start of their senior years at the respective colleges and her and Andrew were still together. Every time Andrew would come to pick her up for a date, Finn would curse him out as they left. It was safe to say that he didn't like Andrew very much. And then he had the audacity to suggest he and Rachel have an nonexclusive relationship for a while.
Underneath all of Finn's biased hatred though, he was an okay guy, a little pompous and annoying but he treated Rachel right. And that was the only reason Finn hadn't beaten his smug little face into a pulp yet. If Rachel was happy, Finn would just suffer in silence. He would rather her be happy with someone else than sad and alone. Her happiness meant everything to him.
"Finn? You okay?" Blaine asked as he waved a hand in front of Finn's face. Finn snapped back to reality and his eyes focused on Blaine's sweaty face right in front of him.
"Yeah I'm alright." Finn answered honestly. He and Blaine were workout partners. Kurt didn't like the gym and Rachel didn't like the thought of all those sweaty men that usually inhabited the space. She always said it was extremely unsanitary. Kurt and Rachel meanwhile, were diet partners.
"You kinda zoned out there man." Blaine chuckled as he stepped up onto the elliptical and jammed his left earbud into his ear. Blaine had gained a few pounds since moving to New York and was determined to loose weight. He blamed it on the turkey hotdogs stands we're selling now. He was a sucker for turkey hot dogs and mini blueberry muffins. And those were his downfall.
"Just thinking about stuff." Finn smiled at him and continued his weightlifting.
"Rachel?" Blaine asked knowingly. He was the only one who knew about Finn's undying love for his best friend. Kurt and Rachel were super close, not to mention Kurt loved to gossip. So he knew it would be a bad idea to tell Kurt about Rachel.
"Is it that obvious?" Finn asked, chuckling.
"Aren't you usually thinking about her?" Blaine laughed, "Besides, you get that glazed look in your eye, and that little half smile on your face." Blaine pointed out seriously.
"I better watch that huh? I'm surprised they don't all know." Finn grunted as he started his last cycle of weight lifting. Blaine agreed before he ran as fast as possible until his legs felt like jelly and he stepped off the elliptical, sweating profusely. Finn tossed his friend a towel and took a swig of his own water.
"So who's place are we going for dinner tonight? Kurt and Rachel decided yet?" Finn asked. Kurt and Rachel were the designated planners. They planned all of their dinners and get together. On occasion, Andrew would come eat with them, something that always ruined Finn's night. Thankfully, Blaine did his best to make sure that didn't happen as often as possible, something Finn was eternally grateful for.
Kurt would plan the venue and food while Rachel would cook. They were the perfect team. Rachel always tried to get Finn and Blaine to help, but they were horrible cooks. Finn actually set the stove on fire once and Blaine freely admitted that the only thing he could cook was frozen food and top ramen.
In that way, their living situation was pretty perfect. Rachel always cooked for Blaine, and Kurt always cooked for Finn.
"I think Rachel said our place tonight. Something about a tofu stir fry tonight." Blaine shrugged as he wiped his forehead with the towel and chugged more water like a camel.
"Ew. I hate tofu." Finn groaned. "It tastes like cardboard." Finn added distastefully. Blaine led Finn outside the weight room of Finn and Kurt's building and to the staircase.
"Then why do you eat it?" Blaine laughed as he and Finn trudged up the stairs to Finn and Kurt's apartment.
"Because Rachel likes it." Finn replied. Blaine smiled sympathetically at his friend and pat him on the back. "I hope Kurt cooked lunch or something. I'm starving." Finn said, changing the subject quickly.
"Well, he said he doesn't have his internship at Vogue until one today. And then he gets off at seven. So he should be making lunch right now. According to his schedule." Blaine rolled his eyes at Kurt's ridiculously thought out schedule. He and Rachel seriously spent hours each week planning out their schedules. It was a little excessive. For gods sake, he planned out when he used the bathroom in the morning and before bed.
"Awesome." Finn's stomach growled loudly as if to make his point. Finn unlocked he door and swing it open to the smell of cookies. "Fuck. What is the awesome smell?" Finn asked loudly, his nose registering the smell of Rachel's incredible snicker doodle cookies.
"Hey guys! I'm making sugar cookies!" Rachel's adorably chipper voice came from the wall separating the kitchen and living room. Her head popped up from behind the wall and she smiled her dazzlingly smile at Blaine and Finn. "They're your favorite right?" She added as Blaine sat down on the couch and Finn walked over to her.
He had to resist kissing her all over because of the flower that adorned her cute little nose. People always told her it was too big and she needed a nose job, but Finn thought it fit her uniqueness and beauty perfectly. She had on a pink, kiss the cook apron, and her luscious brown locks were tied back in a shiny ponytail that bobbed when she walked.
"All of your cookies are my favorite." Finn said truthfully as he kicked off his shoes before entering the kitchen. "You're amazing Rach. My stomach is already eating itself." Finn chuckled as he made it over to her and flicked her nose lightly. She swatted his hand away playfully. He loved how playful they were with each other.
"You give me too much credit." She turned around and scooped more cookie mix onto the pan.
"You don't get enough credit." Finn corrected as he rummaged the fridge for something to drink, missing Rachel's blinding smile in his direction. "Now are there any cookies ready?" He asked.
"The first batch will be done in two minutes. Tell your stomach to wait a moment." Rachel laughed and tickled his stomach on her way to the oven. It was moments like this when Finn wished more than anything she was his girlfriend. He would pick her up and kiss the life out of her, before whispering that he loved her. Over and over again in her ear.
But instead he just stared adoringly at her for a moment before popping open a coke and waiting for the cookies. He bounced on his feet as he watched her take out the hot, steamy cookies, his stomach growling hungrily at the sight and smell.
"She place a few on a napkin for him and passed them over. "Mmmh thank you." Finn groaned as he bit into the hot, chewy cookie, his mouth watering and his tongue tingling.
"Whoa whoa whoa, you trying to burn your mouth? They just came out of the oven!" Rachel laughed as Finn shoveled the cookies into his mouth.
"Cant help it. Too good." Finn grinned through his mouthful of cookie. She shook her head in amusement at him. He and Rachel sat at the little kitchen table and munched on her cookies as she waited for the next batch to finish.
"Coke and cookies. Very nutritious lunch Finn." Kurt scolded as he walked into the kitchen fifteen minutes later, his hair coiffed to perfection and his skin as flawless as usual. Rachel chuckled and got up to check on the cookies.
"I'm gonna eat something else. I just can't resist Rachel's baking. You know that." Finn said through his mouthful of cookie, and his stomach dropping as he watched Rachel bend over to place the pan strategically on the rack. Her perfect, heart shaped ass stretching her dark washed jeans and lifting her shirt slightly so he could see some of the tanned skin of her lower back.
Kurt snorted, unaware of where Finn was staring. Kurt moved to start another pot of coffee as he talked. "Obviously. You're drooling out of the side of your mouth." He observed, not knowing his drool was more for Rachel than her her cookies. Blaine smacked the back of his head to snap him out of his Rachel trance.
"Ooh are you making coffee?" Blaine asked happily. The four of them were complete coffee addicts. Blaine and Finn probably being the biggest. Rachel drank tea a lot of the time, but she adored coffee. The tea helped soothe her throat before singing so she tried to drink as much tea as she could. And Kurt loved coffee but was constantly trying to monitor his sugar intake.
"Yep. I even picked up that new salted caramel creamer at the market yesterday. Anyone know where Sebastian scurried off to? I saw him for a split second this morning and then he was off." Kurt smiled as he snatched a cookie off the rack.
"You know us to too well. And I have absolutely no idea where he is." Blaine grinned as he took out one of his favorite Harry Potter mugs with the Gryffindor emblem.
"He came by Blaine and I's this morning to steal some food before going to school. He said he couldn't make it to dinner tonight. He has school and then a date." Rachel answered happily as Kurt nodded his head in understanding.
"So what is everyone planning to do today on this sunny Saturday?" Rachel asked as a silence washed over the group, putting the last batch of cookie dough onto the bottom rack of the oven.
"I have my internship in half an hour. I'll be at your place by seven thirty at the latest." Kurt announced first.
"I don't know." Blaine shrugged, pouring himself a cup of the steamy liquid.
"Me neither. I'm not scheduled to work at the music store until tomorrow. What about you?" Finn asked her.
"Well, Andrew was going to take me to lunch, but he had an emergency meeting at the firm. I have a free day! We should go see that new scary movie." Rachel said excitedly.
"Without me?" Kurt pouted.
"You want to see Insidious 2?" Blaine laughed out loud at that.
"Yes! You known I like watching scary movies with you guys!" Kurt stomped his foot.
"You're just as bad as Rachel when it comes to scary movies. When we watched Sinister last week, you couldn't sleep without your bathroom light on." Finn laughed.
Kurt turned beet red. "That was supposed to stay between us." Kurt whispered angrily as Blaine roared with laughter and Rachel giggled.
"Its bad enough we have to bring Rachel along." Finn told him. Rachel smacked his arm.
"Hey, what's wrong with me?" She stopped laughing and pouted.
"You don't even watch the movie half the time. Your face is always buried in one of our shirts." Finn mocked her, even though he secretly loved it when she'd bury her face into his hoodie. She jutted out her lower lip.
"But I don't mind." He assured her, giving her a one armed squeeze and taking a another cookie for the rack.
"Can we get back to the matter at hand please? Like why you three are gonna leave me out this?" Kurt said, ever the narcissist. Blaine rolled his eyes and poured his favorite salted caramel creamer into his mug.
Finn sighed. "Fine we'll do something else then, you little baby." Kurt ignored his last comment and poured his coffee into his to go cup.
"Good. I'll see you all at seven thirty sharp. Have a good day." Kurt kissed Rachel on both her cheeks and headed out the door without another word.
"So what are we going to do then?" Blaine asked.
"Go see the movie duh. We'll just go see it again with Kurt and pretend like we've never seen it. I'm not gonna let my self centered little brother ruin a good time for me." Finn shrugged. "I'm gonna go get changed okay?" Finn added, shoving yet another cookie into his mouth.
"Sweet see you at the theater in half an hour? I have I go get changed too." Blaine said, munching on a cookie of his own and pouring his coffee into his to go cup and placing the mug on the counter before brushing his hand off and heading to the door.
"Sounds good." Finn called from the living room as he made his way to his bedroom at the end of the hall.
"I'm going to stay here and watch tv. I don't need to change." Rachel announced as she sat down on the plush seat cushion. Blaine waved and shut the door behind him.
Finn pulled off his smelly T-shirt and dug into his dresser for a new shirt, quickly deciding on a black v neck and his favorite blue hoodie Rachel got him for his birthday last year. After slipping on his jeans and converse, he grabbed his cellphone, keys, and sprayed himself with some cologne before heading out to where Rachel was seated.
"Hey you." She smiled brightly at him. He had to keep from squeezing her tight in his arms at her happy voice. She always seemed to be able to brighten his mood tenfold. She had taken off the apron and was now wearing an adorable cream colored sweater.
"Hey." He grinned and plopped down next to her, staring at her. The skin of her neck looking especially delicious and soft today.
"Your hair is so messy." She chuckled, running her daintily fingers through the messy hair on his forehead, causing him to shiver. He felt like the room got foggy as he stared at her face. He reached out and tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, relishing in the feel of her warm skin under his fingertips.
"Says the girl with the perfectly straight and tamed hair. It's easy for you." He smiled at her.
"I'll have you know I spend at least ten minutes getting my hair to look this perfect in the morning." She teased back.
"Well you always look stunning, so kudos to you." Finn replied gently.
"I love you." She said, making Finn feel both happy and sad at the same time. She meant a kind of love you had for a sibling, not a lover. He tried to mask his slight disappointment by grabbing her hand and lifting her off the couch amidst her giggles. He spun her around and carried her to the door, grabbing their coats and scarves on the way.
"Finn!" She screeched through her giggles as he shut and locked the door before putting her down.
"I love you too you know." Finn squeezed her hand. He really meant it.
"I do know." She smiled up at him and wrapped her hand around his arm, leading him down the stairs and out to a taxi. He was silent for the first couple of minutes as Rachel talked a bit about her rehearsals last night for NYADA's production of West Side Story and how exhausted she was after barely any sleep last night.
Finn's mood dropped drastically when Rachel received a call from Andrew on their way to the theater and he had to hear her constantly calling him 'baby' or 'sweetie', it made him feel sick. Especially when they exchanged 'I love you's' and Finn thought about how different her 'I love you' meant to her when directed at Andrew.
"What's wrong?" She asked after she got off the phone and noticed him all sulky and sad as he leaned against his window.
"Nothing." He replied simply.
"Finn c'mon. You can tell me." She prodded, tugging in his jacket. She was so damn persistent.
"Nothing. Okay?" He answered a little angrily, pulling his arm away from her. Her eyes widened and she nodded before looking away, hurt.
Fuck. It wasn't her fault she was in love with someone else was it? He immediately felt guilty for snapping at her for something that he'd heard many times before. Hearing it so many times just really put him in a shitty mood. And hearing her say it so lovingly, it was like a knife to the heart.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm just feeling really stressed about school and work and stuff." Finn lied, hating when he made her sad.
"It's okay to feel stressed Finn. You can talk to me whenever you need okay? I am your best friend after all." He really hated it when she reminded him that they were just friends and nothing more. She smiled and leaned her head against his shoulder, smuggling into his side as the cold rain whipped against the windows of their taxi cab. He sighed and wrapped his right arm around both her shoulders and squeezed her into him tightly.
It wasn't a rare occurrence that she snuggled into him, but he still cherished every moment with her like it was his last. She sniffled at the cold air as they pulled up to the movie theater and he wrapped his scarf around her, receiving a squeeze of her hand. Blaine waved at the pair as they came to the ticket booth.
"Three for Insidious please." Finn requested, taking out his wallet and paying for the three tickets. Rachel and Blaine both tried to protest as they waited in line for popcorn and drinks.
"Its my treat okay guys?" Finn insisted.
"Fine. But Blaine and I are paying for the food then." Rachel told him sternly.
"Deal." Finn tapped her nose lovingly. He tried to ignore the knowing smile coming from Blaine as Rachel ordered their popcorn and drinks.
"Oh and some sour patch kids for my friend here." Rachel added as she pat Finn's arm. He grinned. After nearly fifteen years of knowing each other, she still remembered his favorite movie theater candy.
Blaine slurped noisily on his coca cola icee as the trio waited for their tickets to be ripped. "I'm so excited to see this movie!" Rachel squealed enthusiastically.
"What are you talking about? The only things you're going to be looking at is the stitching of my hoodie and jacket." Finn asked cheekily.
"Shut up Finn." Rachel huffed as Blaine snorted in amusement. They took their seats in the middle of the theater just as the lights began to dim a little, signaling the start of the previews. Rachel sat in the middle of the two boys while Finn took the seat closest to the aisle, next to some old man.
"Are older people even allowed to see scary movies? Like, what if they have a heart attack or something?" Finn whispered in Rachel's ear. She laughed loudly and tried to stifle her giggles as a young couple in front of them shot her an annoyed glare.
"Finn. Just because he's older doesn't mean he'd get a heart attack from a scary movie. I'm sure he knows his limits. Your naiveitivity is absolutely adorable." Rachel smiled as her silent laughter finally died down.
"My naiveitivity huh?" Finn asked, tickling her sides playfully. She laughed and held her hand over her mouth try to stay quiet.
"Hey man, is your girlfriend going to be this loud during the entire movie? Cause if she is, please tell me now so my wife and I can change seats." The guy in front of then asked testily. He had a really stupid Mohawk perched on his head. It looked like a freakin squirrel.
"It's just the previews dude. Turn back around and mind your own business." Finn shot back quietly as he stopped tickling Rachel. She blushed red at the guys comment and Finn glared at him.
"Well maybe..." The guy started angrily before his wife put a hand on his arm to stop him.
"Noah, honey. It doesn't matter. Just calm down and let's enjoy the movie." She told him bossily. He obliged and wrapped his arm back around the blonde after sending Finn an angry look.
"Sorry." Finn mouthed to Rachel. Her lips lifted into a pretty smile and she shook her head as though telling Finn he didn't do anything wrong.
"We should totally go see Catching Fire again." Blaine whispered. He obviously hadn't paid any attention to the other two as his eyes were still fixated on the screen.
"Hell no. We've seen it four times. And you've seen it seven times." Finn responded quickly. Blaine was a man of many obsessions. Harry Potter and the Hunger Games was just two of them. Fanfiction had become a recent obsession of his too. Particularly Star Wars fanfiction. Blaine silently pouted.
"Just buy the DVD when it comes out." Rachel whispered to him as the opening credits for the movie rolled around and it started with the Josh character as a kid having trouble with the old lady with lipstick who killed Elise at the end of the first one. Rachel already started getting that eerie feeling in her stomach that only comes from watching a horror movie.
Finn chuckled as he watched her eyes dance across the screen nervously. He grabbed her hand and squeezed her thin, little fingers, marveling at how perfect they fit into the spaces between his massive ones. She smiled gratefully and layed her head on him once again, obviously decided he would be her snuggle buddy for this movie.
He sighed and turned back to the movie, his heart beating fast and a pleasant warmth spreading throughout his body thanks to the tiny little brunette next to him. Finn rested his head on the top of hers, inhaling her sweet shampoo. He was in so deep.
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"Meh. It was alright." Finn commented as he, Rachel, and Blaine waited in the subway station.
"Alright? It scared the heck out of me!" Rachel screeched incredulously. Finn laughed.
"Seriously? There hasn't been a horror movie since the Grudge that has had the ability to scare me shitless." Finn replied dryly, looking around at the nearly deserted station. "Why is it so deserted right now? Its only like, four o'clock." Finn observed as he checked his watch, his eyes glancing over at Rachel mysteriously, fighting the urge to smile at her worried look.
"Maybe something's wrong and we don't know about it. Like an apocalypse. Maybe everyone's already started evacuating the city and we don't know." Blaine smiled mischievously and tickled Rachel's sides from behind, making her scream and jump a little.
"Blaine Anderson!" She hit him hard on the arm while Finn stood there laughing.
"Sorry Rachel. It's just too easy." Blaine chuckled as the subway pulled up to the platform. She huffed and followed Blaine, Finn trailing behind. She yawned as they sat down.
"You should take a little nap." Finn told her. She shook her head.
"I won't be able to stand back up." She yawned again.
"Twenty minutes is enough time for quick nap. I promise I'll wake you up before we get there. You look really beat." Finn told her, allowing her to lay her head on him.
"Why didn't we just go to the theater in our village? It's like ten minutes away from me and Rachel's loft." Blaine asked as he played Temple Run on his iPhone 5.
"Because Ms. Bossy Pants didn't want to go to the dirty theater." Finn mocked Rachel who had her eyes closed in content. She opened one and peaked at him to answer.
"The bathrooms smell horrible. And sometimes the smell sweeps into the theater rooms." Rachel replied sleepily.
"Yeah that's true. I really don't want to smell shit as I'm watching a movie." Blaine laughed then swore as his laugh caused his character to jump off a bridge.
Only Rachel's light snores could be heard throughout the quiet subway car. Blaine moved on to play Tiny Tower before putting his phone into his messenger bag. He glanced at Finn who was laying with his chin on the top of Rachel's head with his eyes closed.
"You okay?" Blaine asked. He'd been asking that a lot lately. Finn always had a pensive and sad look in his eyes, something Blaine could chalk up to Rachel and Andrew. They'd just recently become exclusive, before they were just casual.
"Yeah." Finn smiled. Blaine saw right through his forced smile.
"Finn c'mon." He whispered. Finn sighed.
"Really Blaine. Its not like I can do anything about it anyways." Finn gestured to Rachel's sleeping form. She was starting to drool a little on his jacket, and rather than be disgusted, Finn closed his eyes as he sighed, feeling so much love for her it was actually causing him pain.
"If you would just tell her.." Blaine tried.
"Blaine, I said no. I'm not gonna cause problems. Please just drop it Finn pleaded quietly.
"So you're just gonna live in emotional pain? Sounds fun." Blaine said sarcastically.
"Look, I'll get over this little crush eventually and then both us can be happy with our respective partners." Finn snapped.
"And thats what you really want?' Blaine asked as Rachel snored again.
"Of course not, I love her. But this is reality. I have to move on eventually. She obviously doesn't reciprocate my love, so why torture myself? Why spend everyday fantasizing about being with her, when I know she's in a happy relationship? Its stupid, and it really hurts." Finn told him angrily, feeling like an idiot as he felt hot tears reach his eyes.
"Okay. I'm sorry Finn. I really don't mean to pry. I just really want you to be happy and I think she would make you happy." Blaine was shocked at the tears in his friends eyes. Blaine dropped his head and looked out at the flashes of the tunnel walls that would pass them every minute or so. Finn stayed silent and laid his cheek on her head, trying to shut out the rest of the world. It felt like only seconds after he closed his eyes that he was being shaken awake by Blaine.
"C'mon man. This is me and Rachel's stop coming up." Blaine smiled sympathetically. Finn nodded wordlessly and began to gently wake Rachel up.
"Rach, your stop is coming up. I know you don't wanna get up, but you gotta get ready for dinner tonight." Finn wiped some drool from her chin as he held her face in his hands like she was made of the finest of glass. God, he wasn't obvious at all was he? She mumbled incoherently and sat up rubbing her eyes. She looked groggy at best, but she was awake.
"Mmm hey you." She grinned sleepily at him to which he sent a lopsided smile in return. She gathered her bag and ran a hand through her hair once, Finn watching her longingly. "Guess I'll see you in a few hours." She grinned happily as she and Blaine stood up, preparing to make their way off the subway. Finn smiled back and waved at the pair. Rachel hooked her arm around Blaine's as the doors opened and Finn watched them leave, his eyes staying on them until they were completely out of sight and the subway had started to move.
Finn sighed begrudgingly and buried his nose in his training manual. He was determined to pass that stupid written test. He was not going to fail again. Some giggling girls got on the subway and blushed at him when he looked up to see the source of the noise. Finn managed a half smile back and the two girls giggled even harder. They looked around nineteen or twenty, very hot. Nowhere near Rachel's level in his opinion, but just because he was hopelessly in love with Rachel, that didn't mean he didn't notice other women. He got off at his stop and smiled at the two women again bowing his head as he stepped onto the platform.
Great. It had started pouring since he had been in the subway. He groaned in frustration and pulled his hoodie over his messy hair, shielding himself from the cold drops of rain coming down furiously. Thankfully, his and Kurt's apartment was only two blocks form the nearest subway entrance. Other New Yorkers were moving faster than usual thanks to the rain, so he had an easy time getting to his building. He also might have moved a little faster because stepped on some poor old woman's foot and gotten beat relentlessly with her purse. She had like rocks in there or something.
He shook his head like a dog and shoved the key in the lock, twisting it until it clicked and he pushed the door open, dropping his keys in the bowl on the table next to the door. He moved to sit on the couch and untie his converse. He tossed the shoes next to the coffee table and stood up, thinking about playing the xbox or something. Maybe he could challenge Blaine to a match in Injustice; his and Blaine's favorite superhero game.
Finn insisted Batman and Superman were the best DC superheroes. While Blalne advocated for the Flash and Nightwing, stating that they didn't get enough credit and were fucking awesome. They'd had several heated debates on the subject.
"Oh god... Will. Don't stop. Don't s-stop!" Finn stopped dead in his tracks at the noise, his eyes widening at the familiar sound of his brothers voice. And he was moaning. Moaning sexually. With another man who was making deep throaty groans as Kurt moaned loudly from his bedroom.
Finn back up, horrified at the thought of his brother having sex. What he didn't notice, was his collapsable scooter laying next to the armchair and before he knew it, he had stumbled over it and landed harshly on his ass, practically making the ground shake because of the force with which he hit the floor. Finn let out a strangled cry and he was sure his left butt cheek had a huge bruise on it now. He stood up slowly, rubbing his butt uncomfortably.
Kurt came tearing through the hall, looking disheveled and concerned, his sex partner right behind him with a metal bat in hand. Kurt stopped at the sight of Finn and sighed in relief. "Thank god. We thought you were some sort of burglar or something. What the hell are you doing out here?" Kurt asked.
"I slipped on the scooter." Finn clarified nervously, rubbing the back of his neck out of habit.
"I told Blaine getting that scooter for your birthday would only cause you trouble. And look what happened, you trip on it three months later. I certainly hope you haven't sprained your ankle or anything. I'm not in the mood to go to the hospital today." Kurt screeched shrilly.
"Dude relax. It wasn't the scooters fault. I just lost my footing." Finn replied shaking his head at his brothers antics.
"Oh good." Kurt sighed thankfully and ran a hand through his hair. After a couple moments of uncomfortable silence, Kurt'a sex buddy cleared his throat. "Oh! I'm so sorry, where are my manners? Finn this is Will. Will, this is my brother Finn." Kurt introduced the two men.
Finn totally didn't want to shake Will's outstretched hand, having no idea where it had been mere minutes ago. "Nice to meet you man." Finn managed a smile. Will grinned back and returned the sentiment. The dude seemed really nice. He had short, dirty blonde hair that was spiked at the front. He looked slightly taller and buffer than Kurt and slightly tanner as well. He was also clad only in his red boxers.
Will also seemed to notice the state of his undress, as he blushed. "I'm gonna go get dressed into something a little less awkward." He said before quickly high tailing it back to Kurt's bedroom. Kurt watched him go with a smile on his face.
"So is Will coming to dinner tonight?" Finn asked, changing the subject.
"Oh no. Not yet anyways. I'm not taking him to meet the Anderberry twins until I'm ready. Those two are a handful. It's bad enough he's already met you. Try not to say anything too stupid. I don't want you to scare him away." Kurt said snarkily.
"Shut up." Finn smacked the back of his head, still trying to rid of the awkward feeling of catching his brother mid-sex. Kurt narrowed his eyes at Finn before sticking his nose in the air and making his way to the kitchen.
"So I thought you had your internship until seven?" Finn asked, following him through the archway.
"Isabelle had to go tend to her sick son. He has the flu. She sent me home with some design ideas and I'm supposed to work off those." Kurt said, unscewwing the cap on his SoBe water and taking a generous swig.
"And your fuck buddy? What, came home with you to help?" Finn asked with a smirk.
Kurt blushed a deep red and answered with his voice shaking slightly from embarrassment, "You h-heard us?" Kurt choked out, clearly humiliated.
"Uh yeah. Why do you think I fell over?" Finn laughed at his brothers flaming cheeks and laughed even harder when Kurt buried his face in his hands.
"Oh god. Please don't tell Rachel and Blaine. I know we all have sex, blah blah blah. But that doesn't mean I want my sex life on full display." Kurt pointed his finger at Finn, trying to cover up his supreme embarrassment by being his usual bossy self.
Finn chuckled in response, "As long as I never have to hear that again. I wanted to literally rip my ears off and throw them in the Hudson River." Finn stopped laughing and shuddered at the memory before making a mental note to tell Blaine later. It had been about two years but Blaine's wounds were still fresh. He'd been the one to fight for their relationship until the very end.
"Shut up." Kurt hissed as Will came back into the room, now wearing a pair of dark wash jeans and a dark green T-shirt. Kurts face was still beet red and Will took note of it immediately.
"You okay babe? You look really red." Will offered, rubbing his shoulders. Finn looked away and headed to the fridge.
"Yeah of course. Of course, I'm fine." Kurt stuttered out, smiling at Will and kissing his cheek in assurance.
"Good. I'm gonna cook you something then. Something light of course. You told me you were going to your friends house for dinner tonight right?" Will asked as he took out a frying pan and searched around the cupboards and drawers for a spatula.
Finn silently opened the drawer next to the fridge and passed him the spatula, earning a happy smile in repsonse. "Yes. Rachel is making her tofu stir fry. Which I must say is exquisite. You'll have to try it at some point. I know you'd love it." Kurt chirped, happy to have a change of subject.
"This is that Rachel Berry you're always raving about right? The phenomenal singer?" Will asked.
"The very same. She's great, you'll have to have her sing for you too. It'll knock your socks off. Just don't tell her I said that. I wouldn't want to inflate her already oversized ego. She knows she's good and she's knows I love her and her talent. That's all she needs to know." Kurt told Will as he sat down at the table and watched his boyfriend cook.
"How long have you two been together?" Finn asked, curious about how long their sneaking around has gone on.
"About two months or so right Kurt? I mean, it moved sort of slow during the first month. We only saw each other like five or six times. Then I called Kurt and asked him if he wanted to go to this super romantic italian restaurant in Long Island." Will smiled at Kurt fondly.
"Yes it's been about two months. And the restaurant was perfect Finn. I really suggest you take a girl there sometime. It's a waterfront restaurant so at night, you can see the stars and lights from the city shining off the gentle waves, and there are candles lit around the entire restaurant. It was very classy and so romantic." Kurt stared at the opposite wall with a happy glaze in his eyes.
"Noted." Finn smiled. If Kurt was happy, then he was all for him going our with this Will guy.
Kurt seemed lost in his fantasies so Finn broke the silence, "So whatcha making Will?" Finn asked, coming to stand behind Will and peek over his shoulder.
"Well, it's a simple chicken quesadilla, but my favorite thing to do is to dip them in a thousand island dressing." Will smiled as he flipped Kurt's quesadilla in the pan expertly.
"Sounds good." Finn said, his stomach growling at the smell of chicken.
Will chuckled, "You want one?" He asked politely.
"Uh, if it's not too much trouble?" Finn answered, rubbing the back of his neck.
"It's not problem at all. I'll make yours right after Kurt's okay?" Will smiled at Finn.
"Awesome thanks." Finn pat Will on the back and sent a thumbs up Kurt's way. He liked this guy. He was sweet to Kurt and seemed to like Finn.
"Call me if you want my help. Imma go play Injustice." Finn grabbed a coke out the fridge and headed towards the living room.
"I'll have to challenge you sometime! But I'm always Superman. Or Green Lantern." Will shouted to Finn.
Finn turned around, "You play Injustice?" Finn asked.
"Yep. My Xbox Live username is Gay-3PO, send me a friend request. I'll kick your butt." Will smiled cheekily and went back to his quesadilla making.
"Oh you're so on. Remember the name Mr_Superman. Cause that name will be your downfall." Finn joked lightly. Will laughed and Finn plopped down on the couch. Prepared to throughly kick Blaine's ass in preparation to kick Will's ass next. He sent a friend request to Gay-3PO and sent a message to Blaine to get his butt on Injustice.
He only stopped his relentless beating of Blaine's Flash character to eat the absolutely delicious chicken quesadilla Will made. "Oh fuck that's good." Finn groaned into the tortilla after he dipped it in the thousand island dressing. Will smiled proudly at the happy look on Finn's face. "Wow thanks for this. Its so good, I never would have thought of doing this." Finn complemented.
"No problem. I'm glad you like it." Will rubbed his hands together jubilantly and headed back to Kurt in the kitchen. Finn completely destroyed the quesadilla in a matter of minutes and wiped his hand on his pant legs, immersing himself in his game again.
Kurt and Will went into Kurt's room minutes later and didn't come back out until seven o'clock. "Bye Finn." Will smiled and waved at Finn as he slid his coat on his arms.
"Oh, bye Will. Thanks for the food, can't wait to kick your ass." Finn joked as he waved back at Will. Will laughed and loses Kurt on the lips.
"See you later babe." Will cooed before shutting the door behind him. Kurt stood there grinning like a idiot for a few moments before sitting down next to Finn and crossing his arms in front of his chest and staring at the tv screen.
"So you really like him?" Kurt asked hopefully. "Cause your opinion really does mean a lot to me Finn." He added.
"Yeah. I think he's really awesome. And really good for you. He's super nice and obviously cares about you. That's good enough for me." Finn ruffled Kurt's hair while still staring at the screen.
"Well I should go get ready. We have to be at Rachel and Blaine'a by seven thirty. That's what I told them. You should get ready too. We're leaving in fifteen minutes." Kurt said, his voice getting quieter and quieter as he disappeared down the hall.
Finn groaned as Blaine won the last round, giving him the lead. He tossed the controller onto the cushion next to him after he signed out. Looking down at his clothes he decides that his jeans were fine and he just needed to change his T-shirt, having gotten thousand island on it earlier. He pulled his shirt off on his way down the hall, tossing it into his hamper as he entered the room.
Stiffing his white T-shirt and crinkling his nose at the sweaty smell, he tossed it behind him into a pile of discarded clothes. "Ooh you should wear this sweater!" Kurt voice startled Finn and he turned around quickly to see his brother flipping through the clothes in his closet.
"Um, excuse you." Finn said as Kurt threw Finn his grey crew neck sweater.
"And you can even wear those nasty converse you seem so fond of. You'll look more sophisticated in that sweater. Now hurry up." Kurt said, adjusting his own blue V-neck and red and grey checked shirt underneath before sending a disgusted look at Finn's messy room and walking out the door.
Finn rolled his eyes and pulled on a clean T-shirt before slipping on the grey sweater and stepping into his shoes. Kurt called for him a few minutes later and he pulled on his jacket and grabbed his phone, walking slowly over to Kurt who was impatiently waiting by the door. "Honestly Finn, it's already fifteen after. We're going to be late now." Kurt huffed and pushed Finn out the door.
"By like five minutes Kurt. Pull that stick out of your ass please." Finn grumbled while Kurt glared. Kurt hailed a taxi and they drove in silence until they pulled up to Blaine and Rachel's place.
They made their way to the door and knocked, the door swinging open seconds later to Rachel's grinning face. "Hi!" She greeted cheerfully, kissing both of Kurt's cheeks before doing the same to Finn as the two men replied with a 'hi' as well. He smiled happily and gripped her glistening, tan shoulders tighter than necessary. Not that she noticed of course, given she pulled away and rubbed his shoulder before turning away.
"Mmm it smells divine in here Rachel." Kurt commented as Blaine finished setting the table and took Kurt's coat and hung it on the rack.
"Thank you." She grinned and practically floated back to the kitchen. She was wearing a knee length red dress and black heels, her hair pulled up into tight little bun with her bangs straightened and angle over her gorgeous face.
"Sorry." Blaine mouthed as he took Finn's coat and hung it on the rack next to Kurt's. Finn looked confused for a moment before his question was answered in the form of a booming chuckle coming from the kitchen. Great. Fucking Andrew was here. That was one way to turn his night to complete crap.
Blaine obviously saw how deflated Finn was because he added, "He literally showed up twenty minutes ago. He apologized for missing lunch and asked to stay for dinner. I could hardly object without Rachel getting suspicious. I'm sorry." Blaine told him, pulling at his black bow tie and smoothing out his red button up shirt underneath his own, thicker grey sweater.
"It's okay man. There wasn't much you could do." Finn said in monotone voice.
"You two going to stand by the door all day? Or are we going to eat?" Kurt laughed as he, Rachel, and Andrew looked over at Finn and Blaine still by the door. Andrew was dressed in a black suit and red tie, his black hair brushed neatly to the side. What a douche.
Finn looked down at his own clothes and felt severely underdressed. No wonder Rachel was in love with Andrew. He dressed like he was freakin high society all the time while Finn dressed like he just came back from milking the cows.
"Yeah. We're coming." Blaine answered, pulling a reluctant Finn discreetly by the arm and over to the table. Finn plopped down in between Blaine and Rachel, feeling extremely moody now. He didn't really want to spend his dinner getting indigestion from Rachel and Andrews couply cuteness. He'd rather dive into a pit of killer sharks.
"So Andrew, how were things at the firm today? Rachel said you had an emergency meeting during lunch today." Kurt started conversation as Rachel served them all a generous amount of her tofu stir fry.
"Yeah, there's this one client we have that we're almost positive is guilty. But some witness brought in some information today that could help him. It was pretty big. But that's all I can say. Client confidentiality and all." Andrew grinned as he stabbed some food with his fork and stuffed it in his mouth. Rachel stared at him in awe and gripped his fingers in hers smiling at him.
"Sounds mysterious." Kurt said as he and Andrew shared a laugh.
"It really is." Andrew responded knowingly. Unfortunately for Finn, Kurt liked Andrew and thought he was extremely mature and sexy. Andrew was twenty eight and Kurt and Rachel seemed to think he was simply full of wisdom and experience. Finn and Blaine both knew that was a load of crap. He probably made up most of his shit stories anyways.
Andrew continued to talk about himself during dinner, Blaine and Finn exchanging bored looks every once in a while. Twenty minutes into the meal, Finn was about ready to shove his head into the oven, just to avoid hearing anymore stories about Andrew.
"So didn't you made dessert Rachel?" Blaine asked. He didn't want to talk about Andrew anymore than Finn did. They were boring as hell.
"Yes I did. Despite me and Kurt's rigorous diet plan, I baked a loaf of lemon cake. Delicious, but not detrimental to our diet." Rachel smiled proudly.
"I don't understand why you need to diet anyways. You look perfect." Finn mumbled, immediately wanting to smack himself as it got eerily silent in the room and he felt the searing gaze of Andrew's eyes drilling into the left side of his face.
"Thank you Finn." Rachel said sweetly, reaching over to squeeze his hand for a moment. Finn shrugged, trying to rid himself of the embarrassing feeling of letting that slip. She sent him another one of her blinding smiles and Finn felt his heart dip.
"Alright well I'm pretty tired. What do you say we turn in early tonight Rach?" Andrew asked quickly, glaring at Finn for good measure. Finn had a strange feeling that Andrew knew of his feelings for Rachel. To some degree anyways.
Rachel looked confused. "Don't you want dessert?" She asked.
"Maybe later or something. I'm in the mood for something else." Andrew answered seductively, looking pointedly at Finn for a moment. Finn hung his head and tried to fight the need to throw up his dinner all over the table. Andrew wanted to go fuck Rachel in her bedroom. Thats what he obviously meant. He knew it would eat Finn alive to even think about it.
"Oh um. Okay." Rachel blushed at his forwardness and looked around awkwardly at the other people at the table. Kurt shrugged and Blaine looked at Finn who was looking like a wounded puppy.
"Goodnight all." Andrew said suddenly, grabbing Rachel's hand and nearly pulling her across the table.
"Okay I'll be there in a minute. Wait for me." She said simply. He dropped her hand and followed her request, walking down the hall grudgingly.
"I'm sorry about that. I don't know whats up with him today." Rachel said, clearly embarrassed about his lack of modesty regarding their sex life. "Goodnight guys." She added kissing Kurt on the cheek again.
"Try to keep it down okay?" Kurt requested cheekily, making Finn's stomach churn uncomfortably. She blushed in response.
"Night Rachel." Blaine hugged her tightly.
"Goodnight." Finn smiled up at her. She bent down and squeezed him tight. Tighter than she'd squeezed Kurt or Blaine and whispered a thank you in his ear, making his skin tingle. She ran her hand down his left cheek before going down the hall and shutting her door. Finn sighed and stared at the door she'd just left through.
Kurt stood up and started clearing the table, Blaine joining in moments later and elbowing Finn, who shook his head to clear his thoughts and stood up as well, putting the placemats into the kitchen drawer. He felt like a zombie walking around Blaine and Rachel's apartment. All he could think about was what Rachel and Andrew were doing in her room. Were they actually having sex? He knew Rachel wasn't a virgin, but he had never thought about her sleeping with Andrew until now.
Kurt had chosen Casablanca while Blaine cleaned up and Finn assisted. "You two coming?" Kurt called from his spot on the living room couch. Friday nights also happened to be movie nights. Something Rachel obviously won't be participating in tonight. Finn thought bitterly to himself as he and Blaine started on the last of the dishes.
"Yeah! We just gotta finish the dishes. Go ahead and start the movie without us!" Blaine called back before resuming his steady washing of the plates. Finn dried the ones on the counter and put them away.
"Hey Blaine?" Finn asked quietly.
"Yeah?' He responded just as quietly.
"I need to tell you something about Kurt." Finn said simply. His own heart troubles had prevented him from even remembering that he was going to tell Blaine about Kurt and his new boyfriend.
"What? Is he okay?" Blaine asked concerned.
"No he's fine. It's just, well, Kurt's got a new boyfriend and I thought it might be beneficial to you to know now. Like, before he brings him around to meet you and Rachel." Finn managed to spit out nervously.
"Oh." Blaine's voice was suddenly quiet and cautious. "What's uh, w-what's his name?" Blaine asked.
"His name is Will. He's kinda the opposite of you actually. He's like, tall, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. And uh, he's actually pretty nice. I don't want you to think for a minute that Ithink he's better for Kurt. Cause I still feel like you two are better together. I just want you to know that he's with someone who treats him right ya know?." Finn said softly, trying to be kind with Blaine's feelings.
"That's good. I'm really happy for him." Blaine fake smiled.
"Does it still hurt? To think of Kurt with other men?" Finn asked.
"Yeah it does. I mean, it's been two years, but I guess I was sort of hoping Kurt would realize we should be together. Maybe I should just start trying to accept that it may never happen." Blaine scratched his head and wiped his hands on the towel.
"Guess you and I are kinda in the same boat huh?" Finn wrapped his right arm around Blaine's shoulder.
"Yeah guess we are." Blaine wrapped his left arm around Finn's back as the two stared out the window at the twinkling lights of the city. "Love is weird." Blaine mumbled.
"More like unfair." Finn tried to lighten the mood by flicking water at Blaine's face, making him sputter. Blaine dipped his hand in the soapy water and flicked it right back at him. Finn responded by dipping his own hand in the water and ruffling Blaine's hair with his soaked hand, letting some of Blaine's dark curls come out from their gelled state.
Their laughter was cut short by Kurt's voice. "What are you two doing in there, it's supposed to be a group movie night right? So why am I the only one in here?" Kurt complained from his spot in the living room.
"We'll be out the there in a minute geez Kurt." Finn yelled back as he dried his semi wet hands on his jeans and hung the towel up in its spot on the oven handle before leading Blaine out to the living room where an impatient looking Kurt sat.
"What the hell took you guys so long?" Kurt asked testily as Blaine completely avoided his eyes and sat down on the armchair perpendicular to the couch. Finn, sitting next to his brother on the plush sofa.
"We had to clean up and do the dishes. Something I don't recall you ever offering to help with." Finn sniped, his sour mood returning like the flip of a switch.
"Are you- are you serious? Do you have any idea how much hand moisturizer goes into these petal soft hands? They're softer than kittens. I would never disgrace my hands in that way by washing the dishes. Dirty water and food mixed in with soap? I think not." Kurt answered astonished that Finn would even insinuate Kurt had to help washing the dishes. "Besides, I helped clear the table." Kurt added.
"Whatever." Finn mumbled, his brothers lack of sympathy for anyone else grating on his last nerve.
"No it's not whatever, Finn. Moisturizing is a very serious thing. If you don't do it, you peel, flake, and look like a lizard. It's absolutely disgus-" Kurt chastised.
"Oh that's cool. Let's just watch the movie okay?" Finn snapped. Kurt opened his mouth like a fish out of water before shutting it promptly and facing the tv, unsure of why Finn was so cranky.
Finn crossed his arms over his chest and faced the tv too, trying not to let the frown completely overtake his face. As much as he tried not to think about it, his mind wandered to what Rachel and fucking Andrew were doing in her room. He was probably ravishing her and making sweet love to her. Something Finn should be doing right now.
Sure, Andrew probably loved her too, but not as much as Finn did. If Finn had the chance to love her, he'd treat like the goddess he knows she is. He would love and take care of her like nobody had ever loved her before.
It was just too bad he would never get the chance to show her how much he loved her. He was doomed to be forever, irrevocably, and desperately in love with Rachel Berry.
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Oh and the title of this song is based off of Maroon 5's "She Will Be Loved" ^_^