A/N: Ready for some fluff?

Chapter Twenty Seven

"Sam, seriously. Hurry!" Rachel was waiting with the door open trying to get him out of the door.

Sam glared at Rachel, "Why are you kicking us out?"

"Take Mercedes out, Sam. Take her around town, Hollywood, the beach."

"It's February." Sam sighed out.

"I don't care, Sam. Cedes, I love you but you guys have gots to go."

"What is going on?" She questioned as she slipped on her jacked.

Sam nodded, "Yeah, I'd like to know."

"I'll tell you when you come back. Don't come back any earlier then I tell you." Rachel pleaded, "Please, Sam. Please?"

Sam frowned. "Whatever." He said before smiling back at Mercedes "Are you ready?"

Rachel went to hug Sam, "Think of it as a favor. More time with Mercedes."

Sam couldn't help but grin at her whisper and hold his hand out for Mercedes, she took it with a grin and they shuffled out of the apartment.

Rachel felt her heart skip a beat as she ran into her room, tearing off her pajamas and putting on a pretty dress. She spun around a couple times and looked at herself in the mirror to see if she looked up to par before getting the rest of the house ready.

"Rach?"

"Shit."

"Rach?"

"Uhhhhh, I'm in here." Rachel called from the bedroom and walked out to run into a sweaty Finn.

"Wow. You look nice, where is everyone?"

"Out." Rachel answered quickly.

"Oh." Finn knitted his eyebrows together in confusion, "You okay, babe?"

Rachel nodded furiously, "I am. Yes. Of course I am. I just, uh, get ready."

"For what?"

"Nothing. Just, go get showered and I'll make you lunch." Rachel said, shoving him into the bathroom.

"You don't want to join me?" Finn raised his eyebrow and started to put his arms around Rachel. She quickly slinked out from under his grip and smiled sweetly.

She got on her tip toes and kissed his cheek, "No, I'll make lunch." She insisted.

Finn who was still confused shrugged and made his way into the bathroom, turning the water on scolding. Like Rachel liked, just in case she changed her mind.

After a short shower Finn hoped out, anxious for lunch because of the running. After he toweled off he noticed Rachel had laid out his clothes for the day and he tilted his head at the button up shirt and begrudgingly putting it on.

After he was dressed he made his way to the kitchen where his favorite meal was prepared.

"Grilled cheese, baby?" Finn grinned and Rachel nodded.

"And ketchup."

"My favorite." Finn grinned widely and took a seat at the table, "We never eat at the table, are you okay?"

Rachel grinned, "Yeah, it's just, I wanted to thank you for everything."

"Like what?" Finn kissed her cheek before digging in.

"Well, for taking me in. And for changing my life, for believing in me. Not to mention for being awesome about me offering Sam our guest room, and having Mercedes stay the weekend with us." Rachel rambled and Finn chuckled.

"That's what boyfriends do." Finn told her softly.

Rachel shook her head, "No, Finn. It's not. It's what good men do, it's what go-good husbands do."

Finn stopped mid-chew and his eyes met Rachel's, "What?"

"I am just wanting to tell you that it was stupid of me. To tell you that it was ridiculous and really rude of me to take marriage off the table with you, Finn." Rachel grabbed his hand as he swallowed the huge bite in his mouth. "I love you, Finn. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone and I don't want a relationship that I had with someone I didn't love as much as I love you to jeopardize our future."

Finn stood up suddenly, pulling her up with him. Rachel was suddenly in his arms and Finn's head was buried in her hair and his hand was stroking her back.

"What baby?" Rachel whispered, "I can't hear you."

Finn pulled back and Rachel saw the tears in his eyes and it made her heart drop, "Thank you." He said softly, "I love you."

Rachel grinned and Finn's lips were on hers. Before she knew it, she was up against a wall. She had, of course anticipated this reaction, that is why she kicked Sam and Mercedes out. She couldn't wait to tell him another minute, she wanted to tell him last night at 3 AM when she realized this is what she wanted, but she wanted it to be a little more special. Sure, grilled cheese and an empty house wasn't much, but to Finn, it was everything.

Finn peppered her face with kisses, his mouth ran along her neck and her collar bone. Rachel moaned out his name out and his kisses became harder, and less controlled.

Finn moved her to the counter and he pulled off her underwear quickly as she began to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. She stroked his shaft as he let it loose from his boxers and he grinned at his girlfriend as she looked down at him, her gaze soft with a slight grin on her face.

"God, I love you." Finn said suddenly and she looked up at him as his lips approached hers once more. She couldn't stand how sexy he was.

Without warning he was inside her and she moaned loudly, pressing her heels into the back of his thighs to make him go deeper. She ran her hands all over his back and up to his hair, pulling on it as he thrust into her.

"Harder, Finn." Rachel pleaded.

"I love when you say my name." Finn told her as he thrust harder into her, deeper, faster.

"Finn." Rachel whispered into his ear seductively and her hand traveled to his ass, gripping him to her.

Finn felt himself come apart in moments and Rachel was scratching at his back as she came with him.

Rachel's forehead fell into the crook of his neck as her heavy breath fell onto his chest. Finn held her tightly and kissed every piece of Rachel that he could reach and she grinned at the contact.

Finn waited a moment before carrying her to the bedroom, he disrobed and she did the same before laying down together pulling just a sheet over them to protect from the light breeze from the ceiling fan.

"When are they going to be back?" Finn whispered into her neck.

"We have until I call them. I told them to get lost for a bit." Rachel giggled and Finn grinned widely and his stomach growled.

"You didn't finish eating." Rachel remembered, jumping up and running out of the room. Finn couldn't help but admire her bare butt from where he was sitting on the bed.

When she ran in, she had his plate of grilled cheese and Finn grinned and sat up in bed as she handed him the plate, "Finny?"

Finn raised his eyebrow at her and chuckled a little, "Yes, baby?"

"How come you eat so much and never gain any weight?" Rachel pouted a little as she watched him scarf down another half a sandwich and start on his second.

Finn thought for a moment, "Well, I'm sure some of it has to do with how busy you keep me." Finn winked. "Other than that, I don't know. I always thought it was because I was a growing boy. But, I'm sure as hell not growing anymore."

Rachel giggled and leaned into him, kissing his chest lightly as he ate, admiring his jaw as he chewed. "You're pretty handsome, Finn. You know that?"

Finn laughed and looked down, "Stop staring, creeper."

"I am not. I'm just looking at my handsome boyfriend is all. How is that creepy?" Rachel asked innocently.

"Well, you basically proposed to me and now you're staring." Finn teases as he put down the plate on the night stand, pulling her closer.

"Basically proposed?" Rachel screeched. "Stop it."

"The dress, the button-up, the speech." Finn noted, still laughing, tickling her sides.

She pushed him away, laughing, "No. You're rude. I did not propose."

"Did to." Finn retorted quickly.

"Did not." Rachel yelled back, sticking out her tongue at Finn.

"Did to."

Rachel sat up, stopping him from tickling her, "If I did, then what exactly was your answer?" Rachel raised her eyebrow, questioningly.

"It was 'I'll think about it'." Finn told her, leaning over to kiss her cheek.

"Hot kitchen sex equals 'I'll think about it'? You're rude."

"You're the one who proposed." Finn grinned devilishly at her and Rachel shoved his shoulder.

"I did not." Rachel argued, "If that was a proposal, then you weeped like a little bitch?" Rachel crossed her arms in frustration.

Finn pulled her closer, "Fine, fine…" Finn kissed her softly, "It was a 'yes'."

"What?" Rachel looked up at him with big weepy eyes.

"I mean, if it had been a proposal, I would have said yes." Finn shrugged with a half grin on his face.

Rachel shook her head, "Well that is a relief, but it still wasn't a proposal." She whispered.

Finn nodded, "Okay, that's probably better."

"And why's that?" Rachel asked as she laid herself back down, running her hands through Finn's hair mindlessly.

Finn moved from her grip and reached in his drawer on the nightstand, "Because theeeen" Finn drew out his words, "I couldn't give you this." Finn turned back to her with a small silver band.

Rachel inadvertently gasped and her eyes locked with Finn's, "Finn, it's beautiful." She breathed.

"Rach, I love you so much. Will you wear my ring?"

"Finn." Rachel breathed again, "When did you get that?"

Rachel reached out her hand for Finn to slip the ring on her finger, "My Mom gave it to me, over Christmas break. It was the ring my Dad gave her."

Rachel looked at the plain band and felt tears fall down her face, "Of course I'll marry you." Rachel told him, throwing her arms around Finn's neck and letting the tears stream down her face.

After her sobs died down Finn finally whispered, "Yeah, I kinda figured you'd say yes since you asked me first." Finn teased and Rachel couldn't help but laugh.

"Great, I have to hear about this for the rest of my life." Rachel separated herself from him and falling back on the bed in fake exasperation.

Finn chuckled and brought over her, resting his head on her chest with a permanent grin plastered on his face, "You've made me really happy today, Rach. Like, really happy."

Rachel raised her eyebrow at him, "Let's have a long engagement though. I don't want to rush into anything like Quinn and Puck."

Finn nodded, "Of course not. We've got the rest of our lives, right?"

"My point exactly." Rachel kisses his forehead lightly and ran her hand through his thick hair, "I love you more than anything."

"I love you the same."