Flaws & all - Will Schuester loves Emma Pillsbury, he loves her red hair, her big brown eyes, he even loves her excessive cleaning and obsessive routines, he loves every freckle on her body. To put it bluntly, he couldn't imagine living without her, which is good, because she doesn't think she'd survive without him.

Rating - T

Characters - Will and Emma

A/N - Reviews/concrit are loved. And I'm from the UK, so if anything American is not quite right, please let me know and I'll fix it.

"So?" Will asked as they pulled up outside the house the following week, "Still good?"

Emma nodded, smiling softly as Will helped her from the car, "Thanks, and yeah, it looks amazing, I hope the inside looks as good in real life as it did in the pictures we saw."

Will smiled and took her hand as they approached the estate agent, "Me too Em" he told her, "me too."

Will knew Emma loved the house from the second they stepped through the door. The house was a lot bigger than it looked from outside, and Will looked on happily as Emma almost ran from room to room, almost like an exited child. She wasn't even sanitising every door handle before she touched them. He followed her into one of the empty downstairs rooms as he heard yet another excited shriek. "There's a fireplace Will" she gasped, "a real fireplace that we can curl up in front of in the winter." Will smiled as she leant back against his chest, his arms around her waist they both stood silently for a moment imagining laying in each other's arms on a cold winters evening. It was Emma who broke the embrace, moving to check out the upstairs of the house. "Will" she yelled down the stairs, "you have to see this."

Her excitement was infectious, and he couldn't help but smile as he climbed the wide staircase, "Where are you Em?" he called, his voice echoing in the empty house.

"In here" her head poked round the door to what they' been told was the master bedroom, the estate agent giving them a quick tour before letting them explore themselves. "Look at this" She took her hand and dragged him through the master bedroom, ignoring the large bay windows and the walk in wardrobe as she pulled him into the en suite. Will grinned as he saw the size of the shower in front of him, easily big enough for two.

"I take it this place lives up to your expectations?"

Emma nodded frantically as Will held her in his arms, "Oh I love it, it's so much better than I expected it to be, and it's already so clean, I imagined we'd have to drown the place in bleach before we moved in, but I think I'd be able to cope with just giving things the once over." Will grinned, he'd not seen her so happy since the first time she'd realised he didn't mind washing his hands before he touched her, a fear which she'd long since overcome. She knew that one day Will would be the first person to make love with her, and if she was going to feel comfortable doing that, she needed to be able to allow him to touch her without using hand sanitizer. She quickly snapped out of her thoughts about will and how slowly he was willing to take things when she realised he'd not said a word. "Will" she spoke softly, "Is everything okay, I know it's only the first place we've looked at, so if you don't completely love it we can find something else."

Will shook his head, looking down on her as she stood with her hands on his chest, "You know what I love?" He asked, continuing before Emma had a chance to answer, "I love you, I love how excited you are, how happy you are here. I love that the moment I stepped through the door I could imagine us, a few years from now, you sat on the sofa feeding Jack, Sophie pounding down the stairs for a hug as I came home from work. And I know that this house wouldn't seem half as perfect if it was going to be my home." He watched Emma's face fall, her eyes filling with tears before he had chance to continue. "Listen to me Em" He lifted her chin so she was looking him in the eye, "It's perfect because it's not going to be my home. I want it to be our home, One day I want to carry you through that door as my wife, when we have children I want this to b the place we bring them home to. I want you to be happy Emma, and I can see you, see us being happy here,"

She grinned a she heard him talk about when they had children, not if, and her reply came quietly as she wiped her tears away, "I want that too."

Will smiled and kissed her forehead, "Come on then" he smiled, "Let's see if we can make this place ours."

The estate agent was surprised when Will and Emma approached him in the spacious kitchen, Will walking straight over to him and offering him the full asking price. "Most people start with a lower offer than the asking price" he explained

Will nodded, "I know, but we love it, we want to make sure we get it."

The estate agent laughed, he thought back to his wife's excitement as they looked for their first house, over 30 years ago, the house they'd made a home, and he could sympathise with the young couple. "Let me speak to the current owners. I'll see what I can do."

Emma sat on Will's lap on the grass as the estate agent made a few phone calls. She spoke excitedly about colour schemes and curtains, debating with herself over sanding the floorboards or buying new carpet. Will had smiled and nodded, agreeing in all the right places, but he wasn't paying attention to what she was saying. He couldn't believe how happy she was, she didn't even seem to notice that it had been over an hour since she'd last used the hand sanitizer stored in the bottom of her bag. She only stopped talking as they saw the estate agent walk towards them. Will thought Emma was going to burst as he explained how the current owners were eager to sell, informing them he'd offered them $10 000 less than the asking price and they'd accepted. "So if you'd like to follow me back to the office" he smiled, "We can sign some paperwork and see about getting you the keys to this place as soon as possible."

Coming next time: What will happen to Will and Emma's relationship now they're together almost 24/7?