Hey guys! Glee not being on this week has kind of sucked, but hopefully the next episode will be worth the wait
Enjoy!
She woke up before him, naturally, and smiled over at his sleeping body, his arms spread out across the span of the bed, including her own waist. With an excited grin on her face, she slowly removed his warm hand and tip toed across the room toward the wardrobe where her perfectly wrapped present was. She gave a glance toward her sleeping husband before picking it up and hurrying to the kitchen so that she could begin making him his birthday breakfast.
It had almost become a tradition that, on May 11th each year, she would cook all of his favourite foods and even let him have an extra hour in bed. By now, it was almost half past seven, so she pulled out the ingredients for cooking, turned on the radio and set off with a quick pace.
Finn stumbled downstairs at 8:18, hair messed up and red lines on his face from where the pillow had been. He flashed a half smile toward her whilst sitting on the chair and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Plate in hand, she made her way over to the table and placed it in front of him. "Happy birthday," she cooed happily as he replied with a kiss.
"Thanks," he smiled, "this smells fantastic Rach."
She beamed at this, taking the seat next to him and still unable to wipe the huge smile from her face. Just when he was about to eat one of the pancakes, she produced his present and held it out, smile increasing (if that was possible). "You have to open your present first," she informed him, thrusting it into his grasp.
Though he was pretty hungry and the pancakes smelt good, really good, he put down his fork and looked at the present. He let out a chuckle at the paper, which she'd covered in lots of small pink hearts. Rachel seemed unable to contain her excitement and was eagerly waiting for him to open it, fingers clenched tightly together. When the sound of the paper being torn filled the room, she practically squealed and he was convinced that she'd got him something like another musical which, as much as Rachel loved them, were beginning to get too much for him.
He finally managed to open it-she'd wrapped it very well-and a smile spread across his sleepy face. "You got me a camcorder!" he announced, taking the machine in his large hands. She nodded, before being brought it a huge bear hug by him and somehow ending up half way on his lap. "I love it," he thanked her, whispering the words in her ear.
"I knew you would," she replied confidently, "and of course it's of the best quality. We can use it to make home videos and then we can show our kids in the future and it will be amazing!"
He smiled in agreement, his eyes once again shooting down to the pancakes, "can I eat now?"
At this, she rolled her eyes, although he couldn't see, and sighed, "I thought that you'd be more interested in my present. I put a lot of thought into it!"
"I am," he replied, pulling her a little more onto his lap and placing his chin on her shoulder, "I'm just really hungry. Can you not hear my stomach making noises?"
"No," she pouted, folding her arms. Finn attempted to imitate hunger sounds, unsuccessfully. It just caused her to laugh and turn so that they were facing. "That was you," she accused with a soft smile.
He shook his head adamantly, "no it wasn't."
"I heard you," she giggled, playfully hitting his arm.
Finn pretended to be hurt, rubbing the spot, "that was mean Rach. And on my birthday too." He pulled a disappointed face, glancing down. Following this, she lightly hit him again, feeling a little giddier now. In retaliated Finn picked up her small frame with ease and held her on his shoulder.
She protested loudly, whilst trying not to laugh at the same time, "put me down! This is barbaric."
"I don't even know what that means," he laughed, spinning her around. Rachel was experiencing the effects of dizziness and held her forehead lightly, not bothering to fight back any more.
When he felt that she'd suffered enough, he placed her down and watched as she tried to regain a sense of balance, just ending up in falling against his chest. "And you called me mean," she huffed, running a hand through her hair. "I'm going to get dressed. Enjoy your breakfast," she smiled, reaching up to kiss him on the cheek.
Whilst Rachel was getting ready, which took an awfully long time, he was drawn in by the camcorder and found himself intrigued with the device, messing around with it for the good part of an hour. He started recording everything in the apartment, heading to their bedroom to show Rachel just how amazing it was.
Wandering into the room, he spoke enthusiastically, "hey Rach, look at all this stuff that it can do! It actually records things. It's recording us now!"
He shot the camera in her direction, almost dropping it when he saw her clad only in underwear. "Finn," she smiled, "it's supposed to record things…that's its purpose."
"Yeah, but…I just thought that it was pretty," he paused, "cool." It was then that he realised he was still pointing it at her whilst recording and forced the object behind his back nervously. "Sorry," he babbled, glad when she pulled a dress on and no longer had to suffer the embarrassment of accidentally recording her whilst she was half naked. She gave him a smile, running a brush through her long, brown hair and letting herself fall onto the edge of the bed.
"So you like it then?" she questioned when Finn hadn't managed to say anything else.
Clearing his throat, he pulled the camera from behind his back, making sure that it still wasn't recording and glanced down at it, "it's awesome. I might take it when we go to the party."
Rachel frowned, her hand stopped in the middle of brushing her hair, "but won't you be too busy with everyone else? It is your party after all."
He shrugged, "I'll just show it to the guys. I should get ready." With a serious expression, he passed over the camera, "don't let anything bad happen to it." And with that he entered the bathroom, leaving a slightly confused Rachel behind.
- glee -
After that, Finn became a little bit too attached to the camera, taking it wherever he went as though his life depended on it. At the party, Rachel's not sure whether there was one moment where he wasn't clinging onto the small object. From the moment they'd arrived at the party until the moment they left, the camera was always in his hand.
"Is Finn okay?" Quinn had asked her with some concern in her voice, "I'm pretty sure he just took that camcorder to the bathroom…"
Rachel shook her head at his antics and told Quinn with a frown, "he's having one of his moments again."
A smile appears on the blonde's face, "I told you not to get him a camera. He's like a kid with things like this."
"Tell me about it," Rachel replied, leaning her chin on her hand slowly and sighing: Finn and Puck had been recording each other do "daring things" for at least an hour and, despite many falls, were still enjoying it. Quinn gave a sympathetic look, rolling her eyes when they began having a small argument about who was the most daring. "You wouldn't think that he was twenty five," Rachel commented, watching him considering how much it would hurt to run into a wall, "I'm beginning to wonder when men do actually grow up."
Quinn laughed, "that, Rachel, is and always will be a mystery." She raised her glass in a silent toast and smiled, as did Rachel.
- glee -
And he still hadn't let go of it toward the end of the party. Rachel sauntered up to him, reaching her arms around his neck and frowning as he still pointed the camera at things, "Finn, what are you doing? I'm trying to have a moment with my husband and he's fiddling with a camcorder…is there something that you're not telling me?"
He shook his head instantly, reassuring her that he just really liked the gift, "you should try it." Trying to hand it over, he frowned when she didn't take it from him, "well, if you're not going to use it, I will."
"What?" she gave him an incredulous stare, folding her arms. It actually was like being with a child.
"I'm going to interview you," he announced proudly, pointing the camera in her face and, unlike her normal self, she found herself blushing under the glare of the camera, "so, Rachel Hudson, Broadway star, what is someone like you doing at a little party like this?"
"Believe me," she started, "I'm beginning to question that myself."
He pulled a face, whispering not very quietly, "aww, come on Rach, just play along. I'll love you forever?"
Rolling her eyes, she decided to humour him, "well, I'm glad that you asked. I'm at this wonderful party because I know the birthday boy very well."
"How well?" he teased, a cheeky smile visible behind the camera.
"So well that I know he sleeps without any underwear on."
Finn's eyes bulged with shock whilst she stood there smugly and watched as he spun around to make sure that nobody else had heard. "Forgetting that," he began, trying to keep his composure, "let's talk about something else. Your dress is beautiful tonight by the way Rachel. Tell me, are you enjoying the party?"
"Why yes," she replied, "I'm having a wonderful time. And what are you Mr Hudson?"
"Oh, call me Finn," he grinned, "and the party is great, but I know something that is even better than the party?"
"Hmmm?" she asked to the camera.
For the first time, he placed the camera down and pulled her in for a kiss, at the same time holding her up so that he didn't have to bend down. She found herself smiling yet again, her cheeks slightly flushed as she knew that some people were watching them. And, when she thought that he'd finally forget about the damn camera, he lifted it up again and forced it into both of their faces. "That was amazing," he said into it, whereas Rachel just rolled her eyes and walked away.
"He's hopeless," she said to herself, shaking her head.
- glee -
When they finally got home, she was sick of the camera and regretting ever buying it. She knew that she should have just bought one of those musicals so that Finn would have liked them a lot less and she could watch them instead. He still had it as they climbed into bed that night, a whole fifteen hours after receiving it; it had to be some sort of record.
Staring at him, she watched as he fiddled with the buttons, or watched over footage from the party. "Finn," she began in a seductive voice, running a finger down his chest.
"Watch this," he laughed, shifting so that she could see.
"I don't want to," she huffed.
To this he merely shrugged and proceeded to watch more things, laughing as he found a certain clip of Puck trying to jump over a wall, though it ended with him tripping up and missing it by a mile. He felt Rachel's hand on him again and turned his head to see her staring wide eyes up at him, "yeah?"
Her frown remained, "I think that you should put the camera down."
"Why? I'm trying to watch some stuff…" he trailed off when she took hold of it and slowly removed it from his hand. Without the camera, he felt lost. Well, until she slid on top of him, hands on either side of his face, and pressed her warm lips to his.
Sitting up, he tried to speak, "I forgot to turn off t-"
"Shhh," she pressed a finger to his lips, "it'll be fine."
"O-okay," he replied, letting her take the lead.
All the way through he didn't think once about the camcorder.
Whereas Rachel was thinking of the best places to hide it for the next few weeks. She couldn't go through another day of Finn being attached to anything other than her.
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