A/N: HEY! So it's been a while! Sorry! Finals :/ Haha. But Finchel and I are back! Enjoy, review, tell me what you'd like to see happen… Thank you guys so much for reading and being patient!

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"Finn, I am going to die!" Rachel screamed from the hallway. She was trying to support a box that probably weighed the same as her with her. The box was wedged between her body and the wall tightly but her arms were getting tired, and her fingers were slipping. "Finn, I can't!" She said louder than she had said the previous cry for help. Just in time she heard Finn running through the apartment to her. He turned the corner and couldn't help but laugh. "Baby, I told you it was too heavy." He said, pressing a kiss to her temple and taking the box at the same time. She let out a defeated sigh before running in front of him to hold the door all the way open. Finn set the box down on the floor just a few steps through the door. All of this eventually had to go in the bedroom but they were more focused on getting it out of the hallway for now.

"That's all of it, right?" He asked, turning back to Rachel, who had just shut the door. "Yes it is!" She said, as she got a running start to jump into Finn's embrace. He opened his arms for her just in time and caught her in a kind of frontwards-piggy-back style, just like she knew he would. "Finally." He said before giving her three quick kisses in a row. "Mmmm, finally." She said, hugging him tightly.

Finn let her down, and swatted her butt as she plopped face first into the plush couch cushions. "Are you sure it's okay for the guys to come over tonight? I could help you unpack." He said from the kitchen. Rachel rolled over on her back so she could look at him. "Yes! I can unpack myself." She said with a sarcastic smirk. "But I do appreciate you offering!" She says, giving him a beaming smile as he walks back into the living room and squats in front of the couch so his face is just a few inches from hers.

"Alright, if you're sure." He said, punctuating with a kiss. "You can move whatever you need to and if you need more space, we'll make more tomorrow." He says, starting to stand but she pulled him back and he decides to lie on top of her instead of squatting again, causing her to grunt a little. "Finn!" She said protesting, but still wrapping her legs around him.

Rachel placed both her hands on the sides of his face and kissed him hard. "You are so perfect." She said kissing him again. "And you're so sexy." She said, letting one hand roam to his hair and down his back to pull up his shirt and slip her hand under to graze his back, kissing him once more. "And I love you so much." She said, pressing yet another kiss to his lips. "And our apartment is so cute." She said kissing him again, but this time when she pulled away he followed her lips. She couldn't pull back because she was on the bottom, but she decided kissing him was just as good as telling him all the reasons she and him are perfect.

"I love you, and us, and our apartment, and everything about you." Finn said lowly into her ear before kissing his way down to her chest. Her shirt wasn't too low cut, but low enough for him to get where he wanted.

Her hand slipped back up to his face where she was pulling him gently back to her face, he leaned in to kiss her but she stopped him. A confused face crossed his face; she was really into this like, thirty seconds ago. "I want to. You know I do. But we have to get all this out of her and into the bedroom before they come." She said gesturing to the boxes. "And we need to grab snacks." She finished, her fingers playing around in his hair.

"The game isn't until 6." He said, grabbing her hand and kissing it, then moving to her neck to place feathery kisses around every part of skin he could reach. "I know, baby but there's still stuff to do and we should just get it out of the way. This way I can take an extra long shower. And you can even help me." She said with a smirk. "Promise?" He said, still not letting her move. "Yes. I promise." Rachel said, giving him one last kiss before pushing at his chest. He rolled of and stood, pulling her up with him.

"Okay, fine." Finn agreed, grabbing a box and taking it into the bedroom.

Rachel was moved the last box into the bedroom, turning to look at the room at the doorway. There were boxes all over, but it still looked like Finn's room. Their room. That was weird to say, but it was true. And she was very happy about. Rachel spent mostly everyday there anyway but this was real. She had all her furniture in storage, she no longer had the keys to her apartment, this was her new home.

Finn is perfect. She had never met a man like him and she knew she was so lucky to call him hers. The way he loved her was different than she had ever been loved. It was a kind of love that she could feel even when they weren't speaking, or touching. A love that made her heart drop when they did touch. And when he told her how he loved her, it was like something had taken all the air away from her, in a good way. And when he kissed her, he gave her the strength to breathe again. Rachel couldn't imagine herself without him. Everything he did made her love him more. The way he always woke up to kiss her goodbye even though he started work an hour later than she did. The way he touched her like she was a fragile piece of porcelain. Or, on the other hand, the way he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder when they were playing around. The way his arms tightened around her at night, like it was just instinct. The way he let her put her feet between his legs when she was cold, if they were freezing.

She had never been really sure of anything in her entire life. But Finn Hudson, him she was sure about.

On cue, Finn's voice broke her thoughts. "Are you ready, babe?" He called from the hallway. Rachel wiped her face, and waved her face making sure she didn't look too misty. "Yeah, coming!" She grabbed her purse and met him in the kitchen.

The car ride there was comfortably quiet but Finn could feel her smiling at him when he started singing along to the song on the radio. "What?" He asked, amused. "Nothing." She said, looking away, still grinning like a love sick little girl. Finn decided to let it slide because she seemed happy, he just moved his hand from the wheel to her thigh, rubbing circles on her skin with his thumb. She also really loved that. He always did it. Every car ride. Even if she was wearing pants, his thumb always found the same spot on her leg.

"Okay, you go grab some Bagel Bites, and I will go grab the beers, meet me at the chips." Finn said grabbing a cart. "Okay, but why are we splitting?" She said, not really wanting to leave his side, she was already giving him up for the whole evening. But then his answer changed everything.

"Less time here, more time in the shower." Finn said, already walking away. Rachel felt a smile on her face and she couldn't help but laugh. But that didn't slow her down, she never walked so fast in her life.

While they were at the store they grabbed a huge, 24-roll, package of toilet paper. Rachel was carrying it to the bathroom when she heard Finn running up behind her. Before she could even realize what he was doing her pants were at her ankles and the toilet paper was on the floor. Laughter erupted in her stomach and she bent over, trying to catch her breath. Finn was laughing too, his hard laugh when his face got all red. "Finn Hudson, did you just pants me?" She yelled though her laughter. He didn't respond simply because he didn't have the air. Instead, when he got the breath, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, kicking the toilet paper to the side.

"Where are you taking me?" Rachel said, still chuckling lightly. When he kicked open the bathroom door connected to their bedroom she understood what he was doing. Finn didn't even put her down before starting the water in the bathtub.

Rachel stopped laughing when he set her down and looked at her, his eyes intense and full of lust. She stepped on the bottoms of her pants to take them all way off before closing the space between them, grabbing the hem of his shirt. She pulled it up his torso slowly, and he raised his arm for her to pull it off. She kissed his chest and let her hands move down to his jeans. He watched her unbutton them and he stepped out of them.

Finn pulled her shirt off her and then immediately found the clasp of her bra. Rachel's breath caught in her throat like it did every time they were naked together, which was actually pretty often these days. Rachel pulled of her panties and pushed them aside with her foot before stepping in the steaming, almost full bathtub. He did the same and sat against the edge, spreading his legs slightly for her to sit between them. She turned around, but before sitting she lifted her arms to her hair.

Finn's mouth went dry. Her ass was right in front of his face, and her torso was stretches as she slid the hair off her back and into her hands. The best part of this was she had no idea how incredibly sexy this was. She never did. Her hair was gathered on a bun on the top of her head, she turned briefly to catch his eyes before she sat, melting into his embrace. He kissed her perfect shoulder, his hands moving to her perfect stomach, dangerously close to her perfect bikini line.

The fact of it all is that Rachel Berry is perfect. Perhaps the most perfect woman he had ever met. She always smelled so great. He knew opening up and loving someone wasn't easy for her. It wasn't always easy for him either. But he felt grateful she let him. Grateful that for some bizarre reason, she chose to let him love her.

Even the things she did that made him mad, made him love her more. She started his coffee every morning; she was always leaving as he was starting to get ready. She always cleans off the top of the toothpaste, he always forgets to, but she never yells at him. She always falls asleep while playing with his hair, he doesn't even know if he could fall asleep without it now. Her smile brightens the whole world, and could make his whole day. The way she laughed got him the worst though, the way she hunched over and gasped for air, the way she would hit anyone in her reach, hard, as if it would give her breath. The way she never let him go to sleep without washing his face. How she always had dinner cooking when he came home, always. When she told her she loved him it burned in his stomach in the best was possible. The fire never went out, no matter how many times she said.

Finn had gotten very used to her being there, in his arms. Her lips were at his convenience at almost all times.

After a solid hour bath they decided they had to get out. Both of them were majorly pruny. Rachel had asked to get out 20 minutes ago, but he had convinced her to stay a little longer with no words, just his hands.

"Who is coming over tonight again?" Rachel asked, throwing him a towel before wrapping one around her body.

"Uh, Puck, Artie, Mike, Josh, and Justin." He replied, following her out of the bathroom in to their bedroom. Rachel tossed him a pair of boxers and she grabbed herself a pair.

Rachel and Finn now shared and underwear drawer. It started when she first started spending the night a lot, and it had kind of just grew. It kind of made him uncomfortable at first because every time he opened it he saw bright pink lacey underwear, but then he imagined them on her body and it was much more comfortable.

"Alrighty. Let's go make those appetizers!" She said cheerfully, prancing out of the room. Finn got completely dressed and did his hair and everything so by the time he got out there everything was ready. Except for the Bagel Bites, those had 10 more minutes in the oven.

"Sorry I took so long. Thanks for doing this." He said, sneaking up behind her and placing his hands on her hips. "Don't worry about, just save me a bagel bite." Rachel replied, turing in his arms to kiss his cheek. Finn moved turned and nudged her face with his to get a full frontal kiss. Just when his hands wondered under the oversized t-shirt, the door bell rang.

Rachel moved to go answer it but he caught her hand, "Rach! You don't have pants on!" He said, chuckling. "Oh yeah! Okay, have fun!" She said, running back to the bedroom.

The guys all started to falter in with the same 10 minutes.

They were all sprawled out around the couches, a beer in each of their hands. "So how are things with San and the baby?" Finn asked Puck without looking away from the game.

"Tired. Really tired. Both of us, but I try not to complain because I don't get up as much as she does because I sleep through it sometimes, and she doesn't like to wake me up, even if I ask her to. I got give her credit, she's doing a great job with her. Kid's cute though. When she's not crying." Puck said.

"Sounds intense." Mike says and the rest of the guys agree.

"Yeah, but we're happy. How about Rach, Finn?" Puck said, glancing in Finn's direction.

"We're good. Really good. Like, perfect actually. She's officially moved in as of today." He said. He must not have been hiding his smile as well as he though because Artie scoff-laughed at him while shaking his head.

"What?" He said, throwing a chip at him.

"What about you guys?" Puck says towards Mike and Artie. "How's the love triangle workin' for ya?" They fell silent.

Finn smirks at Puck. He kind of just defended him.

Mike turns to Justin. "How's Carly?"

Justin smiles a little and takes a deep breath. "Pregnant!" He says. The joy in his voice, and the happiness that takes over his whole body doesn't go unnoticed by any of them. He and Carly just got married a couple months ago, but he was obviously really excited.

"Congrats man!" Finn said, patting him on the back.

"The next nine months will be the best and worst of your life." Puck says seriously and they can't help but laugh. "No man, I'm serious. There will be times when she wants to fuck you in Barnes & Noble, and she'll think, that you think, she's fat and ugly if you tell her you wanna go home and do it." He said pausing briefly. "And there's times when you want to fuck her, and she won't because she feels fat and ugly and you have to literally convince her you still think she's hot. By the way, her words not mine."

"And then sometimes she's gonna be normal. And sometimes she'll scream for no reason. And other times are amazing. Like when you see the first picture of that kid, it's amazing. You're cry just looking at the kid, and thinking about how the two of you made it. It's crazy." Puck said, chugging the rest of his beer.

"Well, that was adorable." Justin said, slightly mocking.

Puck throws a pillow at him and they just laugh.

"No, I get it. I'm psyched." Justin said, also finishing off his beer.

"Yeah, well speaking of family. I need to get back to mine. She's probably gonna make me massage her feet now." Puck said standing up.

They threw him "See ya later's" and turned their attention back to the game. It's almost over and they were all full of food and beer. He looked to the tray and saw three bagel bites left. He grabbed a plate and took two.

"I'm gonna take these to Rach." He said, even though none of them really cared.

Finn walked back to the bedroom to find all the boxes stacked in each other in the corner and everything in its place and Rachel curled up in a blanket watching E!News. "Hey there lover pants." Rachel said jokingly, sitting up against the bed frame.

"I brought you your Bagel Bites." He said, plopping down in front of her. "Thank you!" She said cheerfully, snatching the plate from him.

He chuckled at her eagnerness. "So what are you up to?" He asks, setting his hands on her crossed legs.

"Mmm, just watching TV. I think I might take a nap." She says, setting the plate down on the nightstand, just half a Bagel Bite left.

"If you wait 20 minutes I'll nap with you." Finn offers, standing up.

"K, I'll wait." She agrees, leaning in for a quick kiss.

He smiles and then pops the rest of her bagel bite in his mouth before walking back to the living room.

The guys watch the Giants beat the 49ers and then they all decide it's naptime. All of them are gone besides Artie, and he's at the doorway when he turns his chair towards Finn. "You know, you look really happy." He says with a smile smeared on his face. "Because I am. I am really, honestly, happy." Finn says, setting his hand on Artie's shoulder. "Things will work out for ya, Artie. Even if it's not with Tina. There are other people out there." He says reassuringly. Artie nods and rolls out of the room.

Finn cleans up the whole mess and puts the couch pillows back in place before walking back to the bedroom. Rachel is laying right where he left her, except this time, her eyes are closed. He lets out a light chuckle because he knew she wouldn't be able to wait. Her eyes flutter open when she feels the bed move from his weight. "Sorry." She says, softly, barely audible. "It's okay, baby. Go to sleep." He says, laying down next her, using her chest as a pillow and draping his arm over her midsection.

"I love you." Rachel says, bringing her hand up to his hair, like usual.

"I love you too, Rachel." Finn says before letting himself drift off to sleep.

A/N: Ohhh, did you catch that little Finn proposal reference? And that thing about Rachel hitting people when she laughs is actually something I do. HAHA. For some reason, I'm not sure why! But it's a big joke to never make me laugh too hard if you're in hitting distance! A quirk I thought I might put on Rachel. Lol! REVIEW!