GLEE Imagines - REQUESTS CLOSED

Finn Hudson

Based on the Season 3 Prom, Nationals, and Graduation episodes with some changes and added things. Let the record show I BAWLED during the Graduation Episode...

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Backstories/helpful info

-Quinn and Rachel never dated Finn.

-He never slept with Santana.

-You two have been dating since Sophomore Year.

-You two lost your virginities to each other

-You're the third part of the Unholy Trinity, not Britt.

-Brittany was always a junior in S3, not held back :)

-You can be a Cheerio or not. Your choice

-Quinn was in a wreck, but obviously not going to Finchel's wedding.

-Quinn is literally your ride-or-die, your person.
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I put my hand on my hip and watched as Rachel flipped through dress after dress... of the same rack... that she's already tried on... 5 times each... "Oh my goodness. Berry! Just pick one! You're gonna be a hobbit swallowed in fabric no matter what!" I elbowed Santana after her snarky comment. "Shhh!" I hissed. "What she MEANS IS," I glared at Santana with gritted teeth. "How about we limit it to 5? The 5 you like best. While you do it...me and Santana will look for OURS. Quinn and Mercedes will help you limit it down." Rachel nodded as she chewed on the inside of her cheek.

I dragged Santana away to the other racks. "Do you think Quinn is ever gonna walk again?" She whispered as I pushed apart some of the racks. "I don't know." I turned and looked over my shoulder at the blonde in the wheelchair. "I want to believe she will...she's determined enough to...that's for sure." I frowned as I turned back to the dresses.

"What color are you getting?" She smirked. "I was thinking red." I nodded at Santana's comment. "You?" I shrugged. "Finn really likes me in blue." She wrinkled her nose. "I didn't ask what color Gigantor wanted. I asked what color you wanted! Plus he'll think you look beautiful in anything because you're all iN lOvE or whatever." I chuckled and shoved her arm. "I really like baby pink." She nodded and grabbed my hand. "Baby pink it is!!!"

Prom Night

I sighed as we all looked around. "Really? Nobody is gonna do anything? We're all just gonna let Kurt, and Puck, and Rachel miss one of the last times we'll all have together?" I asked as nobody made eye contact with me. "Berry chose to throw her pity party. I'm not letting it ruin my night."

Santana looked up from her nails as I looked up at Finn. "Finn?" He shrugged. "Baby, while I may not have worded it that way, I think Santana's right...we can't force Rachel to do something she doesn't want to. God knows I've tried. And same with Kurt, honestly. Can we please try to enjoy our night anyway?" I nodded sadly as the limo pulled up to Quinn's.

We were having a good time when Finn nudged my arm. "Look." I looked over to the doors seeing Blaine, Rachel, and Kurt walk in. Rachel was in the middle of the boys, one on each arm. I gasped as I looked at the trio. "They came." I said softly with a smile. "I told you not to lose hope in them." Finn said against my hair before he kissed my head. "And I saw Puck and Becky over by the punch bowl." I smiled and hugged him.

Quinn and Santana came back out from counting the votes and they called all the candidates on stage. "Your McKinley Prom King is..." I watched Finn's body tense. Maybe he actually does care about winning more than he let on. "Mr. Finn Hudson!" We all cheered for him. I reached over and squeezed Rachel's hand. "I want Quinn to get it." She nodded. "But Quinn will get namely pity votes." I sighed and frowned. "And your McKinley Prom Queen is..." Figgins stopped for a drum roll as he opened the envelope. "Students...for the second year in a row, the winner was determined by an enormous amount of write in votes."