[A/N] I now find myself writing another chapter I had school off so yey!
I don't own the Glee characters
Christmas morning and Rachel found herself staring at the ceiling. She was alone in her bedroom as Nadia apparently did not go to bed last night, or at least she did not sleep in their room. After a few minutes she heard the lock of the door click and Nadia entering the room as quickly as she could.
"Signorino Gustav just passed by! Good thing he didn't see me!" she said as she took off her shoes and placed her bag on the chair near the mirror.
"And may I ask where you were last night? Where exactly did you sleep Nadia?" Rachel asked, propping herself up on her elbows.
"Well, uhm..I uh.." Nadia said, clearly thinking of an excuse to say to Rachel.
"Nadia," Rachel said, giving her a look of suspicion.
"Ok ok! I kind of stayed at Philippe's flat," Nadia said, smiling embarrassingly.
"Nadia! Oh my god did you have a one night stand with someone you just met?" Rachel said rather loudly, sitting up on her bed entirely.
"What? He's hot! And nice! And hot! I mean, god Rachel can you even blame me?" Nadia tried explaining to Rachel.
"I know he's nice AND hot but you just met him! He could've killed you for all you know!" said Rachel.
"Oh come on Rachel live a little! I swear he was ta-len-teeeeeed! Damn he was one hot stuff!" Nadia said, blushing a little.
"Oh my god I can't even listen to you right now," Rachel said, finally laughing. She had to admit, Philippe was good looking, but she would never trade him for Blaine.
"Anyway, enough about me. How was last night for you and Blaine? Did he come over? Huh? huh?" Nadia said, smirking while nudging at Rachel.
"No he did not come over. But he gave me a ring," Rachel said, smiling at the memory of last night.
"A ring? Oh my god Rachel did he propose to you!" Nadia said, staring at Rachel.
"No. It's a promise ring," Rachel said, getting the ring from the bedside table and showing it to Nadia. "He said that he'd love to wait for me at the altar one day. it was perfect Nadi."
"It's beautiful! This must be worth a fortune Rach! I'm so happy for you! Come on give me hug," Nadia said, holding out her arms for Rachel. Rachel gave Nadia a quick hug before starting to fix herself for the day. It was nice to have someone to share the events of last night, and remembering everything Blaine had just said was really nice.
Blaine knocked on Rachel's door. They were going to have breakfast as usual. After a few knocks, Rachel opened the door and gave Blaine a tight hug.
"Good morning, I missed you," Rachel whispered, still hugging Blaine.
"Good morning, I missed you too," Blaine said, letting out a laugh.
"Ready?" Blaine asked.
"Yep!" Rachel said, feeling happy to be with Blaine again.
It was the last day of their stay in Paris and Blaine promised her to take her to the Eiffel Tower that night. After eating breakfast, they decided to walk around the city, taking pictures of the different scene and of each other.
"This is really a great town, isn't it?" Rachel said, squeezing Blaine's hand.
"Yes. I never realized how much I missed this place. Hey, do you want to see where we used to live here in Paris when I was a kid? I'm sure I can ask the owner to let us come inside the flat for a few minutes," Blaine asked, suddenly feeling excited.
"Of course, I'd love that," Rachel said, nodding.
And so they made their way towards Blaine's former house. It was a little bit farther from the hotel and the main city, but many people can still be found on the street. After a few minutes of walking, they stopped in front of an old looking apartment building, and Blaine was the first one to go inside.
The inside of the building was not as old as it looked like outside. It was actually quite classy. The vintage furniture added to the warm feeling of the place and Rachel could not help but imagine a little Blaine playing around the area when he was a kid.
"Blaine Anderson?" a voice at their back said. As they turned around, they saw an old man looking at them when he saw Blaine, he immediately laughed and rushed towards the boy, giving him a tight hug.
"Mr. Roberts! It's so good to see you! How did you know it was me?" Blaine said, laughing as he gave the old man a hug.
"The curls; Pretty hard to miss Blaine. I didn't know you were in the city! Is your mom and dad here too?" Mr. Roberts asked, smiling.
"No I'm afraid they're back in America. They don't really go to Paris that much anymore. So how are you?" Blaine asked, looking happy.
"I'm ok, still here. I see you are with a beautiful lady. Is she your wife?" Mr. Roberts asked, peering at her over Blaine's shoulder.
Rachel blushed at the statement. She never expected anyone to think that they were both married. She was used to just being the girlfriend, and being mistaken as Blaine's wife was rather flattering.
"Not yet Mr. Roberts. I'd like you to meet Rachel Berry, she's my girlfriend," Blaine said, pulling Rachel towards them both and placing his hands on her side.
"Nice to meet you Sir," Rachel said, smiling at Mr. Roberts.
"My pleasure my dear. You are beautiful! Blaine here is a lucky man!" the old man said, laughing at his own statement. "Now tell me, what brings you here?" he asked.
"Well, this is actually our last day at the city and I wanted to show Rachel our old home here in Paris. That is, if it's ok with you," Blaine said, looking hopeful.
"Why of course you can! No one is living there for now. The old tenants just bought a house near the city and I haven't placed an ad for the space yet so technically it's empty. I'll just get you the keys and you can go visit," the old man said, moving back to his room to fetch the keys to the flat.
After a few seconds, Mr. Roberts handed them the keys to the apartment.
"The elevator is still the same and I assume you remember how it works?" he asked Blaine.
"Yes, I actually still do. Thank you Mr. Roberts. It was great to see you again!"
And with that, they both entered the elevator. Rachel was surprised to see that there were no buttons in the elevator, instead, there were key holes for each floor.
"Every floor has a single apartment, so you put the keys in and the elevator takes you to the floor where you live in," Blaine said, noticing the confusion in Rachel's face.
And so Blaine inserted the key and they went to the 5th floor. As the door of the elevator opened, Rachel saw a beautiful apartment with not furniture in it. The snow outside was falling, which made the place look a little more comfortable.
"Welcome to my former house," Blaine said, taking Rachel's hand and pulling her inside.
"We lived here for about 5 years. My parents had to manage a company here in Paris that's why we stayed for quite some time. It still looks exactly as I remember it," Blaine said, looking around.
"This place is huge Blaine," Rachel said, taking in the entire look of the apartment.
"It is. Of course, it looks better back when it still had our furniture in it, but somehow, it still feels like home. Come, I'll show you around," Blaine said to her, holding her hand.
Blaine showed her the different parts of the room. From the living room to the kitchen, to the old master's bedroom.
"And this was my old room," Blaine said to her, stopping at a smaller bedroom. Some of the things inside the house were still there, and inside Blaine's old bedroom was small sofa, which Rachel assumed used to belong to the former owners of the flat.
"This is cute," Rachel said, letting out a small laugh.
"If they didn't refurnish the whole place, I'll assume that—" Blaine said, moving towards the sofa and pushing it to the side, "—ah, there," Blaine said, laughing.
On the floor was little drawings of what Rachel assumed were puppies and kittens. It was roughly done, obviously made by a child.
"Did you do these?" Rachel asked, smiling at Blaine.
"Yep! I'm quite the artist aren't I?" Blaine said, laughing.
"This is adorable Blaine! I can't imagine you being a kid," Rachel told him, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Well, just imagine a thin kid with big curly locks. That's how Mr. Roberts recognized me," Blaine told her.
Rachel couldn't help but smile at Blaine. This was something he was sharing about him, and it was nice to know a little part of Blaine's childhood. She could only imagine what Blaine looked like as a kid, and it was really nice to know that, like normal kids, he too enjoyed ruining the floors of the house with drawings. She didn't notice that she had fallen silent for a couple of minutes until Blaine caressed her cheeks.
"What are you thinking about love?" Blaine asked.
"You. It's just really nice to see a little bit of your childhood," Rachel replied, kissing Blaine lightly on the lips.
They stayed at Blaine's former apartment for a couple of hours until they decided that it was time to leave. Blaine talked to Mr. Roberts for a little while, promising him that he would visit again once he graduates and that he would bring him the coffee bun he loved so much from America.
As Blaine had promised, they both went to the Eiffel Tower for dinner, as Blaine had a table reserved for them. Snow was falling lightly and there were only a few people up the tower since it was Christmas.
"Merry Christmas love," I said, kissing Rachel. "I love you."
"Merry Christmas to you too," Rachel whispered, kissing I back. "And I love you too. Very—" kiss "very," kiss, "much."
After looking at the scenery on top of the tower, they both decided that it was time to head back to the hotel, since their flight back to Italy would be tomorrow morning.
As I walked Rachel to her bedroom, they both stopped at the door.
"I..." Rachel whispered.
"Si?" he said in reply.
"Thank you for everything," Rachel said, kissing I.
"Thank you," he said, kissing Rachel's head. "I love you. Good night love."
"Good night, I love you too," Rachel replied, giving him a last kiss before going inside her room.