Couple: Santana/Finn

Spoilers: Preggers. So read that as none.

Universe: Close to Canon

A/N: First crack couple! And people can request any couple they like, no matter how batty. I'm hoping to explore all possibilities with this fic. ;)


At first, Santana kisses Finn to get back at Quinn. Because so what if her and Puck have broken up? They were still together when Quinn went and fucked him.

And Puck never looked at her the way he looks at Quinn's stomach, all soft and gooey... Santana shudders. Gross.

Well, she never pegged Puck as one of those boys that get turned on by pregnant women. But then, she didn't know he chased cougars, either.

Finn is less dangerous than Puck. Less smooth. But he's nice, and handsome, and he won't cheat on her with her best friend.

Probably.

Anyway, Quinn was his girl just like Puck was her guy. It's only fair, only natural that they fall back into each other.

When they kiss, Santana feels like the most important person in the world. Because she knows that he is focused on her, only her, and that he won't turn around and smack some girl's ass, or throw a slushie on a girl that never did anything to him (oh god, if Berry knew she hated Puck for doing that, she might actually think they were friends), or get a lightweight drunk on her mother's coolers and create a mess.

Finn doesn't really think of anything when he kisses Santana, which is maybe why he keeps doing it. No thoughts of football, or college, or Glee, or even how cute Rachel looked today, cradled in another guy's arm.

Maybe if he keeps kissing her, he can forget about Rachel even after Santana's lips leave his.

Because when Finn kisses Santana, it feels like they are the only people in the world.