So basically this fic is a series of one-shots in Finn and Rachel's life each told by a different character. The theme and title of each chapter is that person's answer to 'describe Finchel in one word.'

Each chapter is not posted in any order but all take place in the same universe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee

NOAH PUCKERMAN: COMMITTED

It's so weird in here.

You see, I had heard about the fucking amazing new bar in New York, and I figured now that I'm 21, I could drink as much as I want. Plus, it was just two blocks away from NYU, also known as the school Hudson and Berry go to. And thank god they have an apartment that's only one block away from that new bar.

It was hard enough convincing those two to let me stay with them. Not necessarily Finn, but my Jewish Princess. You would think that they would be excited that their best friend was going to stay with them right? Wrong. She said that me being in their home would "ruin their apartment's atmosphere."

Ruin their apartment's atmosphere? The hell?

But yeah I told "Finchel" that they fucking owed me man. Last time I was in 'the City of Love' I totally helped them two hook up. In fact, probably the only reason why those two are together is because of me. I was the one who told Finnesa to man up and ask her out. Then again I was the one that Berry made out with that caused my boy to break up with her in the first place. Honestly, their relationship really used to confuse me back when we were in high school.

Anyways, Finn, being the bro that he was, managed to sway her to allow me to sleep on the couch. I really did not want to pay for a hotel, because in New York a freaking decent room costs more than an arm and leg. I already stressed myself out trying to get to New York. The Puckster does not do stress.

Now I'm back to my original point. It's so weird in here. The minute I walked through the front door of their apartment I felt like puking. Everywhere I looked I saw some kind of commitment.

There were pictures everywhere of those two. That includes this huge portrait of the two of them at the bay or something. There was even a frame of a poem that Hudson wrote to Berry about her being the love of his life. Never in my entire life did I ever imagine Finn Hudson writing a poem much less majoring in some sort of English thingy. I'm so glad I stuck with sports.

Berry gave me pink bed sheets to sleep on. Pink! Maybe Finn could sleep on pink sheets, but not Pucksaurus.

"With the pink sheets we can rest assure that Noah won't bring some drunk woman to our home." Berry tries to reason. Damn, she knows me so well. Just one look at her face and I know not to disobey. So much for fun in New York. Nah, it's all good, I mean I can always do the deed at the lucky woman I'm screwing tonight's place. I really just need this place to crash when I'm hungover. Plus I can just easily open the fridge and eat whatever I want without having to pay a single penny. Too bad most of the things in there are vegan shit.

When I went to shower I swear I almost fainted. Feminine wash? Salon shampoo and conditioner? Star shaped bubble bath beads? I couldn't help but to throw the pink soap at the bath tiles. Heck, the towel they gave me was scented, scented! I was considering just walking out without one, but Berry would cut my balls off. I tried to look for some shaving cream but I ended up slamming the bathroom's pantry shut the moment I saw Rachel's collection of tampons. I swear scared for life. I used to grow up with girls and all, but this is a whole new level. I really need to call Ma and thank her for giving me my own bathroom growing up.

You know I'm really starting to regret not staying with Kurt and Blaine in their place. Yeah it's farther away from the bar, but at least I wouldn't have to sleep on pink sheets.

I still remember the good old days when Finn and I were little kids playing with our legos. We swore that we would never lose our man pride. Looks like Finnesa lost his, because he volunteered to cook, clean, and take out the trash. I offered to take him to the bar, but he declined.

To make things clear I never lost my balls to Lauren. At least not like the way Finn lost his to Berry.

It was time to have a little man-to-man talk with my bro while we went for a jog.

"Dude, what the hell happened to you? I leave you alone in New York for three years and now just look at you! You need to get out and get wasted while you still can. You're in college, you need to have these experiences instead of watching Funny Girl for the billionth time. Those two hot chicks where totally checking you out just now, and you completely ignored them. I little chit-chat wouldn't hurt right? You're throwing your life away man."

"I feel sorry for you Puck. If you can't see what a great life I'm having than that's your own fault. I was the one who decided to hang those photos around the apartment, I was the one who wanted those awesome bath beads. Rachel and I have so much fun with those. My point is, I chose this kind of life. I don't give a damn about those two girls. I already got one who's better than all of them. I've known her for six years now and I still fall in love with her every time I look at her. Honestly, I think you're the one who's throwing you're life away."

Ouch.

"I'm just worried about you. I known you since we were kids, and I've never seen you like this. The last time I was in a serious relationship and all, I got dumped. I just don't want you to come to my door at three in the morning and pour your heart to me."

I scared for the both of them. They're just so serious with they're relationship and I love them too much to have them get hurt if this ends badly. Yes, Noah Puckerman the badass loves his best friends. I know they're perfect for each other and all, but still love hurts.

Then the goof ball starts laughing.

"Dude, are you serious? I've been with Rachel for a long time. Besides, even when we broke up we always found our way back together. She's it for me, you know that."

We didn't talk the rest of the jog. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to jog after I took a bath. Look's like it's back to the bathroom.

It was after dinner when everything hit me. I noticed that while Rachel was doing the dishes, Finn stood right behind her and was literally attacking her neck. Of course! Finn was living the life. He got laid pretty much every night!

Truth is the happiest I've ever seen Finn is when he was with Rachel. While I'm going to get wasted with a stranger, Finn gets to make love to the love of his life, every night. I know they're not gonna break up, well for good anyways. Finn is lucky, he get's to live his dream so young. Pretty soon I'm going to have to stop calling Berry, Berry. I expect to be the best man at their wedding. But then again that would probably be Kurt. Dammit. Unless Kurt's her maid of honor or something. Yeah, I still got a shot. I mean, I am a proud Jew, so that does give me brownie points.

I hate to admit it but, being in their apartment nearly broke my heart. It reminds me of the time when Quinn lived with me. It makes me wonder what could of happened if I had the chance to get a little place and furniture with her and raise Beth. Yeah love hurts, but it's also one of the best things in the world. Who knows? Maybe being in a committed relationship isn't so bad after all.