A/N: I am sooo sincerely sorry it has taken this long! I do have school and sometimes I get wrapped up in it. So here this is. Some very happy Finchel! But how long will this last? A story's not a story without a little drama, right? OOOOHHHH. ;) Reviews are great! Thanks for being patient guys!
Disclaimer: Glee does not belong to me.
Rachel woke up lying flat on her stomach on the couch, under a blanket, by herself. She looked around, all the events of the night before coming back to her. The first thing she noticed was the sound of hard water droplets against the window, and the second was Finn walking out of the hallway wearing plaid pajama pants and sweatshirt. "Good morning, Sunshine." He said leaning down to press a sweet kiss to her forehead. His hair was wet, and he smelt like soap. She pulled the blanket all the way up to her chin, smiling brightly. "You're an early riser, aren't you?" She asked, noticing the time, 7:45. "I'm not usually, I can sleep until noon." He admitted. "But your snoring was just too much to handle."
Rachel's mouth dropped and she let out a gasp. "I DO NOT SNORE!" She argued, sitting up against the arm of the chair, her legs folding in front of her. She was glad she had a blanket over her; this dress didn't cover much as it is, and she could only imagine what Finn had seen during her deep sleep. She blushed slightly at the thought.
"Whatever you say, Rach." He said, smiling slyly. She pulled down the dress yet again, and then started towards the hallway; she turned around after only a few steps, realizing she didn't know where the bathroom was. "First door to your left." Finn said, guessing her desired destination.
She fixed herself up as best she could; throwing her up in a messy bun and swishing mouth wash around her teeth before emerging from the bathroom.
"So I say we make a Starbucks run." Finn said when she entered the room. "Finn, I cannot go anywhere wearing this! I'm already going to have to do the walk of shame out of here and to my apartment!" She joked, sitting next to him on the couch. "Then don't walk out. It's raining too hard to leave anyway." He said, slipping her a sly grin, and pulling her into him by the waist. "I have to get out of this, and shower!" Rachel said, standing up and looking around for her shoes. "Then come back." He said, not giving up. She stepped into the heels, and turned to look at him. "Okay." She said agreeing. He was staring again, he didn't think she could look cuter than she did last night, but there she stood, looking even better than when he picked her up.
The doorman of her apartment gave her a look and she replied with, "Shut up, Bernie!" She showered, put on light, barely-there, make-up, and got dressed in yoga pants, and a thick sweatshirt. She made the decision to let her hair dry naturally and ran back outside into the rain to catch another cab.
Finn answered the door and immediately pulled a soaking wet Rachel Berry into his home, shutting the door in the same movement. "Well it took you long enough!" Finn joked.
"Babe, you're all wet. Take one of my sweatshirts and let this one dry out." He said pulling her towards the bedroom. Rachel felt like she was going to hyperventilate at the thought of seeing his bedroom. It was clean and exactly like she thought it might be. His bed was big, but then again, so was he.
He pulled a sweatshirt out of his drawer then turned to Rachel, letting go of her hand as he guided it above her head. "Lift." Rachel laughed, but then lifted her arms like he'd told her. "How old am I?" She asked as he lifted the sweatshirt off her head. Finn felt his stomach drop as he saw a patch of stomach between her yoga pants and the little white tank top she was wearing under the sweatshirt. She felt the chill as soon as the sweatshirt was off. Finn threw the sweatshirt to the ground and just looked at her for a second.
"Finn, you're a snail! I'm gonna freeze!" She said, quickly snatching the dry sweatshirt and throwing it over her head. Finn smiled wide at the sight of her wearing his sweatshirt, partly because it was his, and because it was extremely big on her.
"Let the movies begin!" She said pulling him back towards the living room. They had decided on "Remember The Titans", and were now snuggled under blankets on the couch. He settled in first, laying down with his head propped up on the arm rest, and then she squeezed herself between the back of the couch and his body, partly on top of him, after pressing play.
Finn couldn't help but notice the bliss he felt with Rachel in his arms. Her fingers were tracing small patterns around his chest over his sweatshirt. His hand was wrapped all the way around her, resting on her lower back.
"This might be my favorite movie of all the time." He said, focusing his attention on the big screen that took up most of the wall. "Really? I always pegged you as an "American Pie" kinda guy." She said giggling, and glancing up at him. "Yeah, I actually played football all four years of high school, and went to college on a scholarship." He said matter-of-factly. "Impressive, Hudson." She said quietly, shifting slightly, trying to regain focus on the movie.
But Rachel found herself thinking more than paying attention to the movie. She had just met this guy officially two days ago, well technically a lot farther back than that, but he was too drunk to make sense, and right now, she felt like they had been together forever. She felt like she knew everything about him, and while they had spent hours talking about themselves, and she had opened herself up like a book, there is no way she knew everything about him yet.
Rachel interrupted the silence to look up at Finn and whisper, "You do realize what I did last night, right?" Finn scanned his brain quickly, but found nothing out of the ordinary. "No, what did you do last night, Rachel Berry?" Finn asked.
Rachel sat up a little bit to get a better view of his face. "I slept over on the second date. You are determined to make me break all the rules, aren't you?" She teased. He would be lying if he said he didn't notice things were moving fast, but he also didn't mind it. He genuinely enjoyed being with Rachel, and if she wanted to spend time with him too, he was going to take advantage of that. "Uhhhhm, yes." He joked, pressing a kiss to her forehead, letting his lips linger there for a minute, until she pulled away. "Well, then I guess you're doing something right." She said, reaching a little further to press her lips to his again.
She could feel herself getting tangled up in Finn. And she was scared, but she also wasn't stopping herself like she usually did.
"Rachel Berry," She answered her office phone in a happy tone. "Hello Rachel Berry. This is Finn Hudson. I was just wondering if you had any openings for tonight, around 7?" Finn said, mocking her work voice. "I don't even know what you're talking about!" She said through her laughter. "Well I was just wondering if you could fit me into your busy schedule! I mean, Tony told me he really misses you. I'm just trying to help him out." Rachel laughed harder at Finn's reference to the fish.
"Okay, well you tell Tony that I will be there at 6. Just 'cause I miss him that much." Rachel replied glancing at the clock; telling her she was off in 5 minutes. It was Wednesday and she hadn't seen him since Sunday when they watched movies all day, and it was weird to say, but she really did miss him.
"Alright, I'll see you soon baby." Finn said before clicking off the phone.
Finn opened the door right before Rachel even knocked, "Perfect timing?" She asked, a sly grin on her face. "Nah, Tony said he saw you walk in the lobby." Finn replied, leaning in to kiss her, but she swerved and walked straight to the fish tank.
"Aw, Tony!" She said loudly, pressing a long kiss to the outside of the glass making a "Muah!" noise. "Okay, I'm jealous." Finn said, pulling Rachel away from the tank and into his arms. He kissed her hard on the mouth, feeling her smile against his lips. Her arms found their way around his neck.
Finned pulled back to place kiss after kiss all over her face and neck. Rachel giggled, shifting her weight from one foot to the other when she realized just how uncomfortable her shoes were. She had been in them all day long and her feet were killing her. Rachel tried to remove them without ruining the moment, but it was impossible considering the heels gave her an extra five inches. He felt her shrink down, and he pulled back to see her kicking her shoes off to the side.
He caught her eyes, "Okay, so maybe Tony wasn't the only one who missed you." He admitted, rubbing his hands up and down her back. A grin took over her face.
"And maybe Tony wasn't the only one I missed." She said, intertwining her fingers behind his neck. During their time apart, there were nonstop text messages, and nightly phone conversations; it felt like high school all over again. She squeezed him a little tighter and placed a kiss to the center of his chest before untangling herself from Finn.
He watched her put her things in a pile on the floor next to the stools by the counter. "Weren't you cold today?" He said, noticing the length of her dress went she bent down. "Well in the office it was warm, and when I did have to go outside, I ran." She said, proud of her method.
"I'm gonna go steal a sweatshirt again." She said, scurrying out to the bedroom. He wanted to follow her there, throw her on the bed, and kiss every inch of her body but instead, he followed her and just helped her pick a sweatshirt. He had wanted her from the moment he saw her the other night, but thoughts like those had taken over him even more lately. Probably because it had been a while since her had sex with anybody. Ever since he met Rachel it felt wrong to even think of another girl like that. That kind of scared him.
"Let's go order dinner." He said, wrapping his arm around her should, guiding her towards the kitchen, hoping to flush his sexual frustration by leaving the bedroom.
The sweatshirt was the same length as the dress, making it appear as though she was not wearing pants, not helping him with thefrustration. Rachel brought his hand up to her mouth and kissed the back of it before letting go and sitting on the stool while he opened the drawer of take-out menus.
"What do you feel like eating, babe?" He asked, already looking for the menu for his favorite Mexican food restaurant. "I think I feel like Mexican, but it's up to you. I'll eat anything." She said.
Finn set the menu down in front of her. "I want Mexican, too." He said walking around the counter to stand behind her, pretending to look at the menu with her for a moment, but he knew exactly what he wanted. He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, and buried his face in her neck.
She craned her neck to one side, giving him total access to her neck. She started giggling, and he popped his head up. "What?" He asked, with a quizzical look on his face. "It tickles! When's the last time you shaved!" She said, more of a statement then a question, reaching up her hand to feel his face. "If I let it grow out, it will be even softer the next time I shave!" He explained.
She spun on her stool to face him, kissing him right on the scruff. "I think I might like the scruff!" She said, moving his face from side to side. "Good. "He said leaning in to rub his stubble on her neck again. "Finn! Look at the menu! You're going to give me rash!" She said, pushing his face away from her neck.
He leaned right back in and kissed her forcefully on the mouth, for the second time that night. Rachel was almost shocked. The first one, she thought, had just been because it had been a while since he kissed her, but this one was just as hard. She felt his tongue trace her bottom lip and she open her mouth to let him in. She could feel the heat rising in her stomach and she raised her legs to wrap them around his waist. His hands found their way under her dress, rubbing up her thighs to her stomach.
Things were just starting to heat up when the doorbell rang. Finn tried to ignore it, but of course she pulled back.
"Finn, the doorbell!" She said pushing him back and sliding off the stool. He groaned loudly. He slapped her on the butt playfully on his way over to the door. She just laughed in response. Rachel had to catch her breath after that. What just happened? On Sunday, things got a little hot, but that was like, boiling.
He paid the man and walked back into the living room. "Stupid delivery guy." He muttered. "Shh. There will be plenty of time for that later." She said kissing him on the cheek and taking the bag from him.
They both ate while watching ESPN on the TV. Rachel didn't really want to watch it, but she knew he enjoyed so she let it go. Plus, it didn't really bother her either. Every once in a while she would glance at him, so enveloped in the show, taking huge bites of his burrito, then washing it down with a gulp of water. It was a pattern that she could tell, had been practiced.
Finn was lying down, his head in Rachel lap, almost falling asleep when he felt Rachel shift. It was getting late and they both had work in the morning so Rachel decided she should get going.
"What are you doing?" He asked not moving to let her get up. "I should probably get home." Rachel said, her hand rubbing his face affectionately. "Why?" He whined, pushing her softly back into the couch with his head. "It's late. And we have work tomorrow. And I'm tired." She said, not wanting to get up any more than he wanted her to.
Finn stood and pulled her up with him. "I'm tired, too. Let's go to sleep." He said, almost attacking her, and throwing her over his shoulder. "Finn!" She screeched, "Put me down right now!" When he started walking into the dark bedroom ignoring her request, she just let him. "Finn, you are insane." She said calmly.
He threw her on the bed playfully. "Finn!" Rachel said giggling. He settled in right next her, placing his leg across her tiny body. She looked right into his hazel eyes and she knew she wasn't leaving.
"Stay." He said, his face so close to hers she could feel his breath on her mouth. "I really shouldn't." She said, still pretending like she was leaving.
"But you can." He argued, giving her his best smirk. "And you should." He kissed her lips lightly and then pulled away quickly. The kissed ended too fast for her liking. She leaned in this time, pressing her mouth to his for a long moment before she pulled away. "Okay, you win." She said cuddling into his side and pulling the throw blanket up over both of them.
He wrapped both arms around her and closed his eyes. He was really getting used to having someone to cuddle with, however girly that might sound. "But I'm leaving at 7:30." She said, tucking the pillow under her head just right, and closing her eyes. "Fine. But I still won." He said, moving her hair to kiss the back of her neck.