a/n: proof i can't write finntana

Santana Lopez likes very few people.

Finn Hudson happens to be one of them.

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"Frankenteen" she says coolly, leaning against his locker "My place. Tonight."

"B-but Rachel-" he tries to argue, but she cuts him off.

"Berry doesn't have to know."

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It doesn't surprise her when he shows up on her doorstep.

It surprises him though.

Before he can ever utter a word, her lips are against his.

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They're on her bed before he knows it, her fingers undoing the buttons on his shirt.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" she whispers into his ear "Fuck me."

So he does.

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He starts coming over every Friday.

She's becoming more public about it, whispering in his ear, showing off her long legs more than usual.

Rachel is becoming angrier with him, but he's caring about it less.

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Rachel finds out eventually, and causes a huge scene, which ends with her dumping him.

Guys give him backslaps for the rest of the day, and a note arrives in his locker with three words on it.

Friday. My place.

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This time, when he shows up on her doorstep, she's the surprised one.

He isn't.