authors note: hello everyone! these are just some of my drabbles i was prompted to write on tumblr. i decided to post them because i felt like it ;) and again i do not own glee and the title is from the song "tongue tied"

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- prompt: valentine's day sex

Valentine's Day was definitely not Rachel's favourite holiday. Basically, Valentine's Day is a day of celebrating love and happiness with your significant other and for years, Rachel had no one.

She expected herself to spend many of her years attending Lonely Hearts dinners at Breadstix or curled up on her couch with a bar of chocolate watching sappy romantic movies but now, she was actually going to spend it with someone this year.

She was going to make this day memorable to both of them, and she knew exactly how.

Finn noticed how extremely quiet Rachel was today, especially since it was Valentine's Day. He knew for a fact that she wasn't all that keen on cheesy holidays but this year, he felt different.

Last year was sort of a disaster. They were both still upset about their break up and Finn had his eyes set on Quinn but he still had feelings for Rachel and everything was so confusing and he was going to make it up to her, no matter if she liked Valentine's day or not.

It was about half an hour until the final bell rung to end class. Finn was completely bored, and was questioning why he took Government in the first place but his thoughts disappeared once he felt a slight vibration in his pants pocket. He peered open his phone slightly to show a message for Rachel.

He raised his eyebrow, confused because Rachel disapproves of texting in class.

After school, I want you to come to my house. I have a surprise for you. ;) xoxo - R

Finn's mouth gaped open as he felt his pants harden at a single text message. Only Rachel could do that to him.

He looked anxiously at the clock beside him.

Only 25 minutes away.

He could wait that long, surely but as he felt the throbbing in his pants, he took back his statement.

He couldn't wait.

The final bell finally rung and Finn rushed out of class and basically raced to his truck, ignoring people calling his name because all he wanted to do was see Rachel's surprise.

It had been killing him all class and he was definitely going to make her pay for what she did to him.

He pulled into the Berry's driveway in record time before jumping out of the truck and quickly walking to the front door. He wasn't sure whether to knock politely or rush upstairs to his fiance.So he pushed the door open and looked around for her dads.

"Rach?" called Finn. "Rach?"

"I'm upstairs," replied Rachel as an immediate smile grew on Finn's face as he raced upstairs to her bedroom, with so many thoughts swimming through his head.

He noticed that her door was slightly open and he had to take a deep breath in before entering.

"Hey babe- what's this?"

Rachel's face lit up as he entered her room. "Finn, you're here!"

Finn was immediately confused.

Instead of seeing Rachel lying on her bed in a provocative pose wearing absolutely nothing just like he pictured all the way to her house, he saw a small picnic laid on her bedroom floor with heart covered plates and cups and she was holding a white teddy bear who was wearing a shirt saying "I Love You Beary Much."

"Happy Valentine's Day, baby," said Rachel as she stood up and pressed a small kiss on his cheek.

Finn still wore that confused look on his face as his expectations were let down.

"Are you alright, Finn? Wait, you don't like my surprise, do you?" asked Rachel as her once smiling face dropped in her hands and she shook her head violently.

He felt his heart drop at the sight of her so upset so he held out his arms and she fell into them effortlessly.

"I knew you wouldn't like it. Well, Kurt said you wouldn't like it. I should have listened to him, and Santana-" rambled Rachel, whose cheek was pressed against his chest.

He ran his fingers through his hair and pressed a small kiss on top of her head.

"No. I do like it," mumbled Finn.

Rachel looked up, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"What?"

"I like it, Rach. I really do," stated Finn which was followed by a squeal from Rachel.

"I am so glad! Come, let's eat," she said as she held out her hand to guide him to the picnic on the floor.

After a large meal and many cups of pink lemonade, they decided to cuddle on Rachel's bed.

Well, that was mostly Finn's idea but Rachel seemed quite okay with it despite wanting to play her Valentine's Day orientated games she had made especially but he loved the feeling of her cuddling beside him more than silly lovey dovey games.

"I'm so glad you liked my picnic. You have to tell Kurt that I told him so," joked Rachel earning a small smile from Finn.

"I will," winked Finn as he felt her cuddle tighter into him.

He pressed another small kiss on her soft, berry scented hair and began to caress her cheek with his fingers.

"You know what is stupid?" asked Finn abruptly. "That I thought that your surprise was going to be-"

Rachel sat up suddenly. "Going to be what?"

Finn shook his head. "Just forget it, it's nothing."

He wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her back down beside him but she unwrapped herself and placed his arm back down where it was originally.

"Going to be what?" repeated Rachel curiously.

Finn moaned slightly as she sat up and took hold of her hand and fiddled with the ring on her ring finger. They were engaged and Finn still couldn't believe it.

They were engaged and Finn was too afraid to tell her that he wanted Valentine's Day sex.

"Sex," muttered Finn under his breath.

"What did you say?" said Rachel sternly.

"I said sex," stated Finn.

Rachel covered her mouth with her hand, resisting a laugh but Finn just slumped sadly on her bed.

"See? I told you it was stupid."

Rachel shook her head and crawled next to Finn. "It's not stupid, I just found it humorous how you instantly assumed I was asking for Valentine's Day sex."

Finn rolled his eyes.

"So I'm guessing that you don't want to, you know-" muttered Finn, fiddling with the hem of Rachel's dress.

"No."

Finn looked up, startled.

"I want to," insisted Rachel.

Finn shot her a flirtatious grin and flipped her over so he was hovering over her.

Valentine's Day was now Finn's favourite holiday.

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- prompt: cheesecake

Finn loves cheesecake.

Every kind of cheesecake imaginable.

He especially loves when Rachel makes her special cheesecakes.

He isn't sure of what she puts in it but they are the best things he has ever tasted, aside his Mom's macaroni and cheese. That's a close second. The downside of Rachel making cheesecakes is that it takes her foreverto make one. She is definitely a perfectionist.

Especially when it comes to cooking.

"Rach, come on. The first one was good," groaned Finn as he came up behind Rachel and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling his chin into her shoulder.

"No, Finn. It can't be just good,it has to be amazing or spectacular. Not good," stated Rachel as she held the bowl in her arms and began to whisk the contents around.

Finn rolled her eyes at her.

Rachel was worried about Finn's mother and Burt coming over for dinner and she always gets worked up on everything.

How everything has to be perfect and right.

Finn knows that his mom and especially Burt won't care but Rachel insists.

After the third batch, Rachel lets Finn try a spoonful.

He shoves it in his mouth and groans in delight.

"That is amazing, babe. Just like the first two."

Rachel shook her head and took another spoonful of cheesecake mixture and shoved it in her mouth. She licked her lips and placed the bowl down. She buried her face in her hands.

"It's not good enough."

Finn placed his hands on her shoulders and forced her to look at him.

"Yes, it is good enough. They were all great, Rach. You're getting so worked up about this."

"No, I'm not! Everything has to be perfect for tomorrow and I can't mess this up," cried Rachel, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"You're not going to mess this up. Everything is sorted. You have basically made dinner already, the apartment is spotless and the dessert is amazing. You haven't messed this up." He placed a small kiss on her forehead and she looked up at him, with a small smile on her face.

"Fine. Come on, we have a cheesecake to make," gleamed Rachel.

"That's my girl."

iii

- prompt: babysitting

Rachel has always loved kids.

Even if she wasn't the best at looking after them.

To be honest, she was actually pretty bad.

Having being raised as an only child, Rachel was only used to looking after herself. She was an expert of raising baby dolls though, there was no doubt about that. So when Quinn and Sam asked her to look after their daughter for the night, she blatantly agreed without hesitation.

Much to Finn's dismay.

Little Katrina Evans was an excitable girl, all right. Just like her dad.

She ran around the house like she was charged on sugar or something. This wasn't a problem for Finn but Rachel was a different story. Finn would pick her up and throw her in the air, ignoring Rachel's pleas for him to stop because it was dangerous and he would swing her around and she would laugh loudly as he twirled her.

By the time she had to sleep, she insisted on a bedtime story. Rachel decided to give the option of three books and Katrina would pick which one to read.

"I want Uncle Finny to read to me," she replied instantly.

Rachel shook her head. "No, no, sweetie. Aunty Rachy is going to read to you."

"No! I want Uncle Finny," shrieked Katrina.

Rachel's smile fell and she stood up and left the room.

Finn turned around to see his fiancé almost in tears as she closed Katrina's bedroom door.

"Have you already finished reading to her?"

Rachel shook her head sadly and collapsed next to Finn on the couch and a loud sob escaped her lips.

Finn immediately wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close to him.

"She s-said that she w-wanted you to read to h-her and I s-said no but she screamed, F-Finn. I can't even b-babysit my friend's kid. What makes y-you think that I could be a g-good mother," sobbed Rachel as she nuzzled her face into Finn's chest.

"You've got to stop saying that, Rach. Sure you're not the best with kids,"

Rachel looked up mortified.

"But you can learn," Finn continued. "You're going to be an amazing mom one day, baby. I just know."

Rachel closed her eyes as more tears began to fall.

"But you, you're s-so good with kids. Like you said, I'm u-useless."

His arm softly grazed her arm as he pressed a small kiss on the side of her head.

"You're not useless, Rach. I did not say you were useless, you just need to learn."

Rachel sniffled. "But how?"

Finally, after a while of persuading, they finally got Katrina to let Rachel read to her but Finn had to be in the same room. Sure, she didn't use funny voices for the different characters or anything like that but she was enjoying herself and by the look on Katrina's face, she was enjoying herself too.

After the story, they both stood in the doorway for a while, watching the blonde girl sleep. Finn had his arms wrapped around her waist, his chin nuzzled into her neck.

"You did good, babe," murmured Finn as he pressed a small kiss on her skin.

"Are you sure that I will learn?" asked Rachel, her eyes still focused on the little Quinn lookalike.

"Absolutely," replied Finn because he was no doubts that Rachel would be an amazing mother.

iv

- prompt: thunderstorm

"Daddy! I'm scared," cried Sophia as she ran into Finn's lap and hid her face against his t shirt.

Finn resisted a small laugh. "What's wrong, baby girl?"

Sophia pointed to the window outside so he lifted his daughter off the ground and rested her against his hip and they walked to the window.

It had been raining for a while but it was nothing scary like Sophia said.

"Look, there's nothing scary out here. It's just rain."

She looked up and turned to face the window with a trembling smile.

All of a sudden, a loud bang was heard and the window flashed, like lightening had struck. Sophia shrieked and hid herself into Finn's chest again.

"See, Daddy. Scary," mumbled Sophia against his grey shirt.

Her body was shaking and she genuinely looked terrified. Finn thought of a brilliant idea.

"Come on, let's wake up Chris. I have an idea."

Hours later, the Hudson living room looked like a mess.

There were blankets draped over chairs and pillows were thrown all over the place but underneath the blankets and cushions were 3/4 of the Hudson household.

Sophia had hidden herself under most of the blankets, protecting herself from the thunderstorm and Finn has baby Chris on his lap who was babbling and smiling away happily, unaware of the storm outside.

Suddenly, they heard the front door open and Finn knew it had to be Rachel. What was she going to think of this?

"Finn? Soph? What are you guys up to now?" asked Rachel.

Her voice sounded concerned and stern so Finn poked his head out of the front of the fort and smiled at his wife.

"Hi babe, we made a fort."

He stuck out Chris as well whose arms were extended as he saw his mother's face.

"Hello baby boy, who missed his mommy?" cooed Rachel and she bent over to lifted him into her arms.

The look on her face was still worrying but she hesitantly walked towards the large fort.

Her smile widened as she saw the inside. They had really put a lot on effort into this fort.

"Mama!" cried Sophia. "Look at our fort. Daddy made it for Chrissy and I, you do like it, right Mommy?"

Rachel smiled and looked to Finn who returned the grin.

She held out her hand and placed it under his chin and leaned forward to capture her lips with his.

"It's lovely. Daddy did do a great job, didn't he, Chris?"

Chris let out a short giggle so they instantly assumed that he meant a yes.

They didn't take down the fort for days.

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