Rachel eventually calmed down from her sprint enough to let Mike catch his breath. Their speed slowed even further while Rachel was failing to text someone and walk at the same time. Her new phone had a bright pink case with small gold star stickers scattered across the back of it, but even then it seemed so calm for the one and only Rachel Berry. Mike was quietly humming next to her as they sauntered through the streets of the Big Apple, her eyes furrowed in concentration at whoever she was texting at half past 2 am in the morning until she huffed and stuffed her phone into her pocket turning to look at him.

"Good?" He asked, and she swallowed before nodding. They walked for a couple minutes longer before Mike leaned a bit to the right letting his shoulder bump into hers as she stumbled lightly before repeating the action. They went back and forth for a few times before Mike got a little competitive with a shove that nearly sent her into the road. Fluid as ever, he reached out to wrap his arm around her back to stop her from falling over, and he could totally say that he was just pulling her to his chest to help her keep her balance.

She tucked her heard into his chest, her hair brushing against the lower part of his arm. He smiled, enjoying the feeling of her up against him in every bit of him from the tip of his toes to, well, other parts. His head was fuzzy, probably from fatigue, or probably from the way her voice was tickling at the little bit of skin poking out from the top of shirt as she mumbled something.

"Hm?" He pulled her back for a moment.

"I said, we're here." She smiled, pointing behind him to an apartment complex. He let her slip away from him, her hand trailing down back to his wrist as she pulled him inside. She waved to her doorman as they stood by the elevators, each taking their turn to steal a glance at the other when they weren't looking. The second time Mike tried, just to get one last good look at those beautiful lips of hers, she caught him. He blushed and she smiled, tilting her head down to her shoes before laughing.

"We might as well be teenagers." Mike laughed, hers was infectious after all. The elevator opened and the two stepped in. He would be lying if he said he didn't check her backside out as she leaned over to press the button. They both opened their mouths to speak, but nothing but air came out. Then the doors opened and she was pushing him up against the wall of the floor that he assumed was hers.

She got awful close to his face, they were practically millimeters apart so much so that her hair was falling against the side of his cheek. She was going to kiss him, he thought. He closed his eyes, and she moved her head to the side, her breath catching on his ear as she whispered "Stay right here."

And like that, she was gone. She was running down the hall, opening a door and before throwing herself inside she sent him one last finger to tell him not to move. He wasn't planning on disobeying Rachel Berry anytime soon.

As he closed his eyes, the anxiety of what might happen as soon as he walked in there nearly kept him from moving when he heard her voice call after him. But ultimately Mike Chang could never resist Rachel Berry, and so when she called for him again, he practically sprinted for the door.

He didn't know what he was expecting when he followed Rachel Berry back to her place at half past 2 am, but it was not to see four of his other old classmates smiling back at him inside the dimly lit apartment. Santana, Brittany, Blaine, and Kurt were standing in Rachel's living room with an unrolled paper towel roll between them with 'Welcome to New York Mike!' written in sharpie.

"Well?" Rachel said, with her arms open in a very ta-da fashion.

"Guys." Mike said, choking up a little at it. He ran towards his friend, arms wide, as they all (well Santana reluctantly) succumbed to one big group hug. He pulled back, got a good look at their faces cause he hadn't seen any of them in years either. They all looked tired, probably due to the fact that it was nearly 3 by now, and Blaine was leaning lazily against Kurt's shoulder. Santana and Rachel had slipped away to the kitchen to grab something and Mike turned to Brittany, getting a good look at his old best friend.

"It's about time, Mikey." Britt said, wrapping her arm around his shoulder. He smiled, didn't really reply, just kind of nodded along as she began to catch him up on her life.

Santana and Rachel returned with coffees for everyone, her fingers lingering a little bit longer than needed when she was handing Mike his. After Britt was done, Kurt and Blaine with coffee in their systems, started showing him about ten million photos of their 1 and a half year old daughter Hepburn. Mike refused to comment on the name, but agreed that her and their dog (Bowtie, named appropriately considering Blaine's addiction to them) were absolutely adorable.

"She's going to be a perfect little star just like her birth mother right, Rachel?" Kurt asked and Rachel hummed in response as she sipped her coffee and looked over the pictures she's probably seen already or at least taken a couple. Mike looked over one, the girl had wavy red hair (not sure where she got that from) but she didn't really resemble Rachel in anyway, plus she didn't have the adorable Rachel Berry nose.

By the time everyone was crashing for the Sunday morning that had rolled in they all announced they had the day off but were too lazy to go back to their respective homes. Hepburn was being watched by a friend of Kurt's from his company as Rachel texted them just as their 'date night' was ending. And by the time he was fighting with Rachel about refusing to let her take the floor (Santana and Brittany were in the guest bedroom, and Kurt and Blaine were in the living room spread out over the futon), he couldn't get the idea of a little Rachel Berry out of his head.

Big brown eyes, the nose, that bright smile that knew it could anyway with almost anything in his eyes. So by the time he had convinced Rachel to share the queen sized bed, he was dreaming of a little Berry with one tucked into his left side snoring next to him softly.