It wasn't often that Rachel was the big spoon. Actually it was pretty close to never. Quinn was always saying she was the one to protect her, but there are some days, like today, where Quinn needs to be the little spoon, and Rachel is always happy to be her big spoon.
"Rachel…Rachel!" Quinn called as soon as she stepped foot in the Berry household.
"Up here!" Quinn moved to the sound where her girlfriend's voice rang from before finding herself in the doorway to the all too familiar room.
"Rachel."
"Yes Quinn, is there something that you-." Rachel's mouth abruptly shut when she turned in her swivel chair to face the blonde. She held a look of pure tiredness, and maybe some sadness, but Rachel didn't think twice before standing and pulling the blonde into her.
"Quinn what's wrong?" The ex-Cheerio sighed into the brunette's chest, turning her head to bury it in the soft skin of her neck.
"Nothing really, just feel really down today." Rachel visibly relaxed when she learned this. She always got tense when Quinn was upset, and her body does not do tense.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Quinn shook her head against the warm skin pressed against her cheek.
"Just you holding me makes me feel better." Rachel couldn't help a proud smile to spread across her face.
"Why don't you let me be the big spoon this time?" Quinn was silent in her arms and for a moment Rachel was for certain that she was going to say no, but instead an "Ok" was ghosted across her neck.
Quinn fell to the bed with a sigh as soon as the warmth of the bed, and the smell of her girlfriend began to surround her. Rachel took a moment to just stare down at her, and marvel at how cute she looks with the blankets fisted in her hands and her head turned down into her pillow, obviously enjoying the smell it gave off. When Quinn's hand reached behind her for Rachel, she took less than a second to slid in next to her girlfriend and take over the role as the big spoon. Her arms easily slid over the blonde's side and spooned her closer to her.
Another contented sigh escaped from the taller girl as she snuggled in closer to the warm body behind her. Grabbing the hand that was slung over her and pulling it close to her chest, keeping it close to her before giving the knuckles a quick peck, was the last coherent thing she did before sleep over took her tired body.
Yes Rachel was used to being the little spoon, and was proud to say that she enjoyed it very much, but there are sometimes, like this time, where Rachel was happy being the big spoon.
And while Quinn was used to being the big spoon, and being the protector for the smaller girl, there are times, like this time, where she needed to be spooned, to feel protected, and Rachel was always willing to fill that role.