AN: Another chapter! What? You thought I had given up! But I didn't... I'm just very very slow. Actually I'm glad it took me so long to do this because I wanted it to turn out just right. And so far, I think it's my favourite chapter! This is my first chapter completely from Finn's POV, so hopefully I did him justice. I think it has that teenage boy feel, lol. This chapter is really about Finn's views on Quinn.. because we really don't see a lot of that on the show (other than the HBIC Quinn). So I thought I'd try my hand at filling in some of the blanks. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own the magical world of Glee. These are just some of my musings on what might go on behind the curtain. :)


These Small Things

Finn likes having Quinn live with him, really he does. She always smells nice, she helps clean his room when his mom starts to get on his case and she's actually really good in the kitchen. At first he wasn't sure he would like having his moody girlfriend around all the time, but the truth is he's actually grown accustomed to having her there.

Some days he even has a hard time remembering what the Hudson household was like before the pregnant teen arrived. What did his bedroom used to smell like before it adopted the faint aroma of vanilla and sunshine? What did his room even look like before Quinn's frilly girly stuff had taken over? What were the conversations like before Desperate Housewives and Hugh Grant movies became the hot topic at the dinner table? It was times like these, when he thought about this stuff, that he realized just how well she fit into his little family… like she had always been a part of it. It surprised him really. She wasn't the Quinn she used to be at school, the Head Cheerleader that people adored and feared. She was herself now. The Quinn that Finn had only caught glimpses of a handful of times and usually only when she had let her guard down, but now that she didn't have to keep up appearances for the sake of her reputation…she was…well the fact was Quinn had been pretty awesome lately.

She still has her emotional outbursts every now and then but that's to be expected with a pregnant woman… or so his mom says. Regardless, Finn has noticed a significant decrease in the terms 'moron' and 'pea brain' these days. Instead she's been warm and affectionate always wanting to hold his hand and she tells him things like 'he's too good for her'. Finn likes being on the receiving end of those conversations. Instead of feeling like a complete idiot he feels needed…like he really is the man of the house now.

He likes that they sleep together every night now, which is pretty awesome even if they never do anything more than cuddle. He likes how cute she is in the mornings, stumbling towards the bathroom with her hair a mess and eyes still closed. He likes that she hates peas as much as he does and when she picks them out of whatever they're eating she squishes them down with her fork and draws a smiley face in them. He likes that she sometimes mumbles weird things in her sleep like "Artie's a spaceship" or "…but donkey's don't like jump ropes". He likes that when she is deep in thought she bites the corner of her bottom lip and gently tugs at the ends of her hair. He likes that she shows all of her bottom teeth as well as her tops when she smiles a real smile. He likes that when she eats pancakes she spreads peanut butter on them before she applies her syrup. He likes the mornings when he's lucky enough to catch her emerging from the bathroom in only her robe. Or sometimes on even luckier days she'll forget her robe in their room and come out with a towel wrapped around her instead. Those were always Finn's best days. And it wasn't even like he got to sneak a peek or anything, which would totally be awesome by the way. There was just something about the way that she'd give him that shy smile that sent his stomach somersaulting and kept him on a steady high for the rest of the day.

He likes that no matter what happens during the day there are certain things that don't change. Like in the morning, after hitting the snooze two or three times, a habit he is happy they both share, he always wakes her up with a kiss to the forehead and a "Times up, Beautiful" but it usually takes the warmth of his body leaving hers before she actually makes a move. Or that they always do their homework up on his bed even though its more logical to do it at the kitchen table. Or that every night when they get ready for bed she hums a little song. The song varies day to day, from jingles on the radio to a song they just rehearsed for Glee to something that Finn might have never heard before, but the humming is always a constant and it always makes him want to kiss her. Certain things like these had become predictable and reliable to Finn, like a soothing ritual. No matter what the day threw at him he could always take comfort in these small things to get him through it.

But what Finn likes most of all is how comfortable they are with each other now. Its so natural to randomly twirl a strand of her hair around his finger while they watch TV or for him to reach over and lace his fingers through hers when they drive to school. She's no longer afraid to burp in front of him, but they both laugh every time she does. She even lets him slip his hand under her shirt now when their make-out sessions get heated. He knows better than to push his luck though and limits his range to her lower back, hips and the curve of her growing belly.

There were downsides to having Quinn live with him too. There's no mistaking that. He had pretty much given up his rights to using the TV remote. He had limited time for guy stuff like playing video games or watching cool movies. She made him do his homework everyday. But mostly he missed the time he had for 'himself', if you catch his meaning. He couldn't even remember the last time he got to watch a late night movie on Skinamax. She was always around.

Maybe guys didn't normally think about all of this stuff but he figured he wasn't really a normal teenage guy anymore. His life had changed so much this past year. From joining Glee club and befriending the kids he used to toss in dumpsters and soak with slushies to… well, to becoming a soon-to-be-father.

That's why while he was sitting there watching basketball, with a snoozing Quinn resting in his lap, he didn't mind that he had to watch it at a volume so low he needed subtitles. Things were so different from how they used to be, and he liked that. Puck could call him 'Finnessa' all he wanted, some things were bigger than having his way all the time or equal share of the TV remote or being able to watch dirty movies. And that's when he realized it was true…that he would always want things to be this way. And that just maybe when they were old enough and ready for it, they would give this baby thing another shot.


AN: What did you think? Review please! Next up... The truth comes out. Oh no, heartbreak alley here we come.