Disclaimer: I do not have any relation to Glee or any of the writers on Fox. Purely fictional.
I woke up on Christmas Eve morning with Rachel on my lap. She looked so peaceful and serene; it made me really happy. To open my eyes into a new day with her face being the first thing I saw was awesome. It might have been a little creepy; what I did. But I couldn't help it. Stroking her face, I watched her chest rise and fall along with her breath. I swear, I was only watching her for 10, 15 minutes tops. When she started to stir, a smile formed across her oval-shaped face, and I knew she had a wonderful rest. Who could blame her? Quinn found joy in the wild parties, but in my opinion, it's being alone with the ones you love that brought me true happiness. When she clasped her hands together and turned to face my stomach, I whispered in a faint voice, so soft, I was sure nobody and nothing could hear me. Maybe except my heart.
"I love you."
Rachel felt a move under her head and she rubbed her eyes. Adjusting to the brightness of a new day, she blinked a couple of times before realizing where she was.
Looking up, a man had a smile so wide; she thought it was impossible for someone to be this blessed. His eyes were shut, but clearly, an action that he had feigned. She tickled his stomach, and he gave in to her contact.
"Hey you." She added softly when she got his undivided attention.
He cupped the back of her head and revealed the dimples she always had a weakness for. Pulling her face towards him, he bent down as low as his back could take, and delivered a gentle light peck on her forehead.
"Good Morning. Slept well Rach?"
"Mmhmm." She closed her eyes once again and snuggled her nose into him. Pulling her knees up to her chest as close she could, she formed a little ball with her body.
Who knew how long this moment could last? Rachel wanted to enjoy every minute she had with him. He lifted her neck slowly, and rested the cushion down. Thereafter, he dropped himself beside her.
With the two bodies lying side by side, Finn opened his arms and the tiny brunette dove for him. She adored embraces from him. As said, he gave really good hugs because of his built.
After a few minutes of bliss, she sunk back into the cushion and he played with her ear.
"Slept enough baby? I'm sorry if I woke you."
"That's okay, you were worth it."
A grin stretched across his face and he pulled her chin nearer to his. As their lips met, he felt his heart pound against his chest. It was tormenting, but there was no way he would release her. She was just too addictive.
Finally though, the couple broke away from each other to catch a breather. And when they were looking at each other again, she took his hand and squeezed his thumb. Pulling up his right arm against her tiny body frame, she stopped under her chin and wrapped her two upper limbs around them.
He gave a small laugh. Finn adored how she yearned for his touch.
"Okay, close your eyes."
"Sammy, what are you up to this time?"
"Come on."
"Fine." She crossed her arms across her chest and shut her eyes.
A small smile stretched on his face and he dug his hands into his pockets. Pulling out a tiny blue box, he took a deep breath before ordering her to open her eyes.
"Merry Christmas baby."
She opened the little package and started to blink at the sight. The blonde actress wasn't sure if her eyes were just starting to adjust to the brightness again or if it were tears filling up.
"Sam," She started to whisper.
"Merry Christmas Quinny."
"Sam, this is too much."
"Don't think of it that way. I mean you're too much for me. I just thought that I'd get you something that represents what I think of you."
"But it's Tiffany's!" She exclaimed.
"And it's yours."
She shut the tiny gift box and pushed it away. "I can't"
Hurt by the rejection, he bowed his head and retreated in his steps. Seeing the way he shrunk back, she pulled him in.
"Sammy, it's not that I don't appreciate what you've done for me. This gift, it's just too much. I mean we've just gotten back together. I wouldn't want you to be splurging on me."
He looked up with a half smile. "7 years and you haven't changed a bit."
"You know how I hate it when you buy extravagant stuff for me. Anyone can get them for me but you."
He exhaled loudly and cleared his throat.
"I want you to have this because you deserve it. You deserve good things Quinn. You're my girl now. And I know that I've broken my promise before. But this time, I'm going to work hard to make sure that I wouldn't screw it up. And the first step to making you know that is to prove to you that you will always be worth everything. Including Tiffany's."
At the last sentence, he leaned in and gave her a wink. Her heartbeat started drumming and she had to cup her face to hide from embarrassment.
"Sammy..."
"Come here you." He wrapped his arms around her before she could say another word. Delivering a peck on her forehead, she let him take control of her body. Because Quinn Fabray simply didn't have the heart to push him away anymore, especially not during this holiday when all she wanted was to be with him.
"Come on Rach. Let's get a move on." Finn said hurriedly as he stuffed his hands into his pockets.
"Okay, Rachel. Now remember, I am just a phone call away. And if our Finny ever does something unspeakable, you know that I'll be on your side. You hear that Finny?" Carole Hudson-Hummel asked before she gave the tiny brunette a little hug.
"Mooom!" He retorted defensively.
Rachel Berry giggled shyly as she wrapped her arms around the older woman as tight as she could.
Carole smoothed her hair down and squeezed the tiny body. It was Christmas Eve, and while she and her husband would only be leaving for Ohio the following day, Rachel didn't want to impose.
The Hudson-Hummel household had already given her the best celebration she could ask for. She wanted Christmas to be theirs and only theirs. Besides, there was no way she could afford any more time when reality needed her to catch up on work.
Finn admired the sight before him. Rachel seemed to have hit it off with his mom much better than Quinn did. And it made him proud. It was as though, for the first time he seemed to have made the right decision in introducing the two most important ladies in his life to each other.
The pair walked towards the elevator and stepped into the box when it arrived.
"I think I made the biggest mistake, introducing you to my mom." He said teasingly when they were alone.
Assuming that he meant what he said, she turned her head slowly and panicked.
When he saw the way she was looking at him, he let out a laugh.
"Look at the way you eased into them. You're suppose to be on my team Rach, not on the other side where they're constantly taking me down."
Catching on, she tapped her chin. "Looks like you're on your own Hudson."
Shocked by her quick comeback, he chuckled louder and pulled her towards him.
As they stepped into the lift lobby of her building, he hid his hands into his pockets.
Come on baby, ask me to stay. He willed her as she fished for her keys. When she looked up at him, she pondered if he had the time to spare.
As much as she had to get back to work, it was still the festive season. And she didn't want to stop her perfect Christmas yet.
"So…" He trailed.
"Finn, do you think if maybe you could…."
"I'd like to."
Her face eased into a small grin. It was at times like this that she adored their telepathy.
As they got to her floor, she let them in. There were a couple of tinsel streamers hung across the ceiling, but with the drapes in the living room, it was dark. It was as though all the festivity from the Klaine apartment had disappeared and now the Faberry penthouse looked like an abandoned Christmas project.
Walking over to the windows, he drew apart the curtains, allowing the afternoon sun to set in. The spirits were lifted, but he knew that there was something else he could do to make it all better. He didn't want to ruin this Christmas for her.
He knew her smiles, and from the night before, it was beautiful. He hated to see her spirits dampen because she had to wake up the next morning alone.
"A desperate attempt to brighten this place up." She said from the back of his head. The man turned around in time to see her bringing a tray of cookies and fizzy drinks out to the coffee table.
"It's not so bad." He said encouragingly.
Then, she excused herself so that she could change into something comfortable.
When she left, he fumbled into his pockets again. After checking that the coast was clear, he took the tiny gift package out of them. Opening up the box, he took a deep breath. He hoped that she would like it.
Hearing the faint sound of a doorknob turning, the man shoved the box back into its hiding place. Covering up his act, he took another sip of his drink just as she descended down the stairs.
She had her hands behind her back, and he raised his eyebrows. He saw her sneaky grin and set his drink down. Scrambling to his feet, she pulled her arm forward, and in her hands, an iPod with a blue satin bow wrapped around its box.
"Merry Christmas Finny." She whispered shyly.
"Rach…"
A soft shade of red started to take over the almond shaped girl and a soft smile dimmed on his face.
Taking the gift from her, Finn rested the tiny package on the table and sat them down. His arm slid to her back as she gently leaned in.
"Merry Christmas baby."
Their foreheads met, and she could see a faint glow on his face. She rejoiced in the fact that he seemed to have liked her gift. His nose brushed against hers, and she held unto his coat to steady her.
Sparks shot through her eyes as his lips met hers. Despite the soft contact, she felt weakened by that one touch. And as the kiss deepened, he felt her tiny fingers come up his arm and finally squeezing his muscles. Smiling against her, he laid a final quick peck before releasing her.
He felt the protrusion from his jeans pocket and started to dig for his intention.
Kurt offered to pick out her present for me. But this was something I had to do myself. Because while Kurt had an eye for these things, I wanted to be sure that she liked what I chose. I guess you could also say that I finally figured out my feelings for Rachel. I always thought that falling in love with your best friend could turn out to be the worst thing ever. Because when nothing is permanent, you'd start to worry about how long will the good last. Rachel was the best and I wasn't about to jeopardize this. But you know what I never realized? It was that if everything worked out, falling in love with your best friend could possibly be the best feeling ever.
Chapter 37! Ohmygosh you guys, the Christmas episode was just filled with so much Finchel, and it was probably my favorite one yet! I'm back and updating again, so hopefully all of you would enjoy what I've done so far! Starting to plan out the last bits of NY's Sweethearts in my head, so it's safe to say that I'd be done before the year ends :) Glee reference to of course, S03E09. Again, Merry Christmas to all of you out there!
Sliguu, noro, Maybelle22, JulGleek, PerfectFinchel, bananappancakes, sammystump HAI HAI HAI! HO HO HO! Super glad to see all of you enjoying the chapter! It was certainly one of my favorites to write yet! Hoping that all of you would still stick with me as I ease into the ending of NY's Sweethearts! Have an awesome weekend and stay beautiful! :')
Finchel21, sweetheart, YOU! Have made my past month! Or at least, every one of your reviews has. It's just that you seemed really excited for NY's Sweethearts all the time! And the way you've enjoyed yourself in this just warms my heart to the core. You are so wonderfully lovely, and it has been my blessing to have you as one of my faithful supporters. So much love from you and now I'm sending it back. Keep reading, and never stop being the amazing you :)
Laylita83, your request has spurred the idea for this chapter, so I owe this to you honey! Chapter 37 is dedicated to the awesome you and hoping that you'll love this! Merry Christmas love!
PaochiCute, darling, you are just too amazing for words. How are you so precious to afford the time for my story once again? It just blows me away that you are so encouraging. I do wish that in some parallel universe, our other selves could meet because I'd definitely give you a HUGE WARM HUG! Also, with that, my family has never really celebrated Christmas. Or at least, we haven't in the last 10 years or so. And I do wish that I could still have the celebration you know? While I am spending this xmas alone this year, I'm just hoping that what I'm missing out on is transcended through my chapter. Much love to you for this festive season!