Finn stared at his bed post as Sam talked to him. It wasn't that he was ignoring him. He was listening. Really. But Finn was floating off into a day dream at the moment. Sam had just told him that he couldn't help what he felt and you should tell her when you're ready. Finn didn't know if he was ready to tell her how much he loved her right now. As he stared into the depths of the light brown, cracked wood Finn pictured fierce blue eyes...
They were walking down the halls of McKinley hand in hand. Their peers watched them like deer in headlights, never expecting this couple. But at the same time it was kind of expected. They were perfect for each other. The crowd of people went unnoticed by the pair though. All Finn could do was stare down into those big blue eyes. They danced under the florescent lights like fireflies and knocked Finn off his feet. He wasn't even afraid of tripping over his own feet though. His confidence was high as he kept his eyes locked with hers.
Brittany was wearing a light and flowing pink sundress and her feet were bare, while he sported a white button-down shirt that seemed to blow around his bare chest in the wind that wasn't really there. Lower down his body were tight black jeans. His feet were also bare. Her hair blew behind her and he could see her pearly whites flashing behind her full pink lips.
Another image came to his mind and he could feel himself blushing. They looked the same but this time they were riding a giant duck. He knew that had come to his mind because of her love for ducks and the fact that he couldn't get the picture of her in those pajamas out of his head. She was in the front, holding reigns and he sat behind her upon the steed. He held tightly to her waist, waving to their friends behind them. Sam was grinning like an idiot, while Santana and Rachel looked upon them with jealousy. The duck galloped away and...
The next thing he knew, they were running through a mine field that looked very similar to a scene in Halo. She was wrapped around him, clinging to his back while he ran for cover. He was covered in camouflage from head to toe and from what he could see of Brittany, she was wearing a camouflage bikini with aviator sunglasses. And his jacket. He closed his eyes to avoid the spray of gun powder and when he opened them...
They were sprawled across a bed of white roses and silk. Neither of them wore clothes but he was staring into her eyes, knowingly. Now he knew what making love was. It wasn't what he'd done with Santana. It was nothing compared to the feelings he felt laying there with Brittany. His heart was swelling in his chest and he ran his hands down her sides, caressing her in all the right places. He moved closer to her when he heard the words:
"Trust me the way you're daydreaming I'm sure you are, just go for it man, grow some balls."
It was Sam's voice.
He shook himself out of his daydream and looked at Sam, then back to the television.