A/N: Alright, onto the Finchel drabble. This is long overdue.

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Characters/Relationships: Finchel

Info: Fairly fluffy. Because I received no background information on the prompt, I'm going to have them go on a double date with Klaine or Brittana. Not sure yet. I'll figure it out eventually. Rachel is going to be nervous for the date, so I think I'm going to have it as a season 4 kind of thing, except the only couple that drifted apart was Finchel. It's like their revival double date, so Rachel is freaking out. Finn is, too, but we'll get to that later.

Rachel fixed her hair for the 13th time that night before letting out a frustrated groan and tossing her head back. She was very nervous about her date with Finn and she couldn't seem to get the hair and the outfit right. Turning around at her vanity, she grabbed her phone and dialed someone's number that she never would have thought she would know or need to use 3 years ago.

"What do you want, Berry? I'm getting ready right now."

"I need help, Santana. I can't... I don't know what to wear or how to do my hair or if I'm going overboard or anything. I need to make a good impression on him, I can't screw this up." Rachel felt tears well up in her eyes out of frustration and she plopped herself onto her bed.

"I'll be over in a few minutes, let me just finish my makeup. It'll be fine, Rachel. Don't worry." Santana said, her voice softer than before.

"Okay." Rachel said, hanging up. She groaned loudly and stuffed her face into one of her pillows.

15 minutes later, Santana strolled into the apartment and resisted rolling her eyes at Rachel, who was sprawled out dramatically across her bed.

"I don't know why you called me instead of Kurt. He would be happy to act very melodramatic, plus, he's better at fashion than the both of us combined." Santana commented, walking towards Rachel's closet and pulling out a few things.

"Kurt's at Finn's. He's helping him get ready. Blaine's over there, too. Kurt said that he needed all of his best dressed friends over there to make Finn look at least halfway decent. I'm not sure what he meant by that, considering the only person he brought was his boyfriend." Rachel said, observing the outfits that Santana had picked out. Santana snickered.

"They probably aren't even helping Finn. Finn's roommate left this weekend for some camping trip, so they're probably using the vacant bed for some pre-date fun-time."

"I've touched that bed before, Santana. Gross." Rachel said, shuddering slightly. Santana just rolled her eyes and stuffed an outfit into Rachel's hands, shoving her into the bathroom to get changed.

After trying on the outfit and deciding against it and 3 other similar outfits, Rachel found the one. A loose, pink top that slightly overlapped a pair of dark-wash skinny jeans with gray, suede pumps and a gray purse was what she decided on, thinking that it wasn't too dressy and it could become a date-night outfit with the right makeup and hairstyle.

Santana nodded her head approvingly and pointed to the chair in front of Rachel's vanity.

"Sit," she commanded. Rachel did a mock-salute and sat in the chair, smiling. A wave of relief had washed through her after finding the outfit, so it was a lot less stressful to sit in front of that mirror.

After Santana had done Rachel's makeup, she twisted Rachel's soft hair into a loose bun, letting a few strands fall to frame her face.

"You're all good. Are you ready to go? Brittany probably thinks I fell out of the window." Santana said, picking up her purse and gesturing towards the door. Rachel nodded and smiled excitedly, a whole new wave of nerves rushing through her.

"Finn-FINN! Hold still!" Kurt commanded, glaring at his brother. Blaine snickered slightly in the background and Kurt whipped his head around, glaring at his boyfriend, as well.

"What? It's funny!" Blaine protested, gesturing to Finn's hair.

Finn glared at the shorter man, who put his hands up innocently and shrugged.

"Sorry, man. Your hair looks like it was attacked by wild animals." Blaine said, snickering again. Kurt snickered, as well, which earned him a light shove.

"Will you just fix it already?" Finn pleaded, pouting. Kurt sighed and nodded, running his hands through Finn's hair and frowning disapprovingly when his fingers got caught by all of the gel that was globbed into the locks.

"This feels all-too familiar. Did you use Blaine's gel?" Kurt asked. Blaine stood up at this, his eyebrows raised.

"You did what?!"

"I'm sorry, dude! It was the only thing in the bathroom that looked safe to use. Kurt's stuff had all of these words that I didn't understand and I knew that he would have ripped me to shreds if I touched it, so I just took the only other thing that was there." Finn explained. Kurt smiled brightly.

"You really are the best brother ever."

"Wait, what?"

"Not only did you avoid using my product, which I get imported from Europe, but you also managed to use up some of Blaine's hair gel!" Kurt exclaimed, hugging Finn. Blaine looked around the bathroom worriedly and turned towards Finn, who was hugging Kurt back in slight confusion.

"How much did you use?" Blaine asked, sounding as if someone had stolen his puppy.

"The whole container. It looked like it wasn't going to work so I used as much as possible."

"See, that was a bad idea because now your hair feels like it's been cemented down, but it's even better, because now all of Blaine's gel is gone. Did you hear that, Blaine? It's time for you to let your curls loose." Kurt said, smiling happily.

"Oh god, I'll be right back, I have to run to the store."

"NO! Wait, wait, I need someone to help me with my outfit while Kurt is fixing my hair. I don't know what to wear." Finn said, looking frantic.

"Fine, but I'm picking up more gel before the date." Blaine said, shuffling over to Finn's closet and pulling out a few options.

"Why are you so nervous about this?" Kurt asked as he washed Finn's hair.

"I mean, we've dated before and stuff... Hell, we were engaged. But, I don't know. This time just feels more... serious. Like, I need to make sure I don't mess this up. I can't mess this up." Finn explained. Kurt nodded as he towel-dried Finn's hair and styled it.

"I can understand that. It's more mature; you both have grown a lot since the last time you were a couple." Kurt replied.

"It's like, we know where our future is headed now. I was confused and unsure, but now I know where I'm going in life, as does Rachel. I think that it was kind of necessary for us to both be single in order to figure out what we planned on doing. If we would've stayed together, I would have followed Rachel everywhere and I probably wouldn't know what I was doing. Or, she would have followed me and felt dragged down from her dreams. Now, it's like, we both know all of the super important stuff, and we've decided that we can fit together. The date is so important because if she decides that maybe we can't fit together or that she's grown too much for me, I will have no where else to go. I have a future and a career ahead of me, but it all means nothing without her there." Finn said. By the time he was done talking, his outfit was picked out for him and his hair was completely finished. Kurt was standing next to him and smiling.

"That's a very insightful observation. I agree completely with you. You've both grown exponentially and now you're both settled. Although, I don't think she'll say that you don't fit together or that you've both grown too much. She wants this just as much as you do, Finn." Kurt reassured him sincerely. Finn nodded at his brother and smiled slightly.

"Alright, your outfit is ready." Blaine called, handing Finn an outfit. It was casual, but not overly casual; a white button down underneath a light gray sweater - the sleeves would need to be rolled up - and dark wash jeans with a nicer pair of shoes. Over the sweater, a charcoal gray jacket.

After trying on the outfit, Finn stepped out of the bathroom and looked at his brother and Blaine.

"What do you think?" Finn asked nervously.

"It's perfect." Kurt said, smiling.

"Very nice, Finn. I did a good job." Blaine replied.

"Yes, you did. Are you ready to go? I don't want to be late." Finn said, looking at his watch.

The triple-date with Santana, Brittany, Kurt and Blaine went really well. Rachel had snuck off with Finn for a few minutes for some alone-time that they both missed so much.

As they walked back to Rachel's apartment - she had refused the ride from Santana, protesting that she wanted to walk and enjoy the night air in New York, and Finn had jumped at the chance to go with her, Rachel snuggled closer against Finn's arm and sighed happily.

"I missed you." she said, looking up at him, her chocolate eyes sparkling with comfort and familiarity and the thing that Finn missed the most - love.

"I missed you, too." Finn replied, shooting her a crooked grin and kissing her cheek softly.

"I missed us."

"So did I, Rachel. But we're together now."

"Not to sound like a mooning teenager, but we'll be together forever." Rachel said sincerely.

"It isn't a teenager comment when it's the truth. Don't you remember?" Finn asked, smiling.

"Remember what?"

"We are endgame."

A/N: Awww. Wasn't that sweet? I don't even know. I kind of rush through these. It was probably shorter than I meant for it to be, but oh well. I was stuck and I got an idea, so I used it. By the way, I'll do Kum fics now. I have grown to love them.

(For the anon who didn't know what Kum was but I couldn't respond to them: Kum is Sam/Kurt)