It was Tuesday night and Rachel was getting ready to go over to Finn's apartment. After their date, they decided that they would see each other on Tuesdays and Thursdays, like they used to for drum lessons, as well as Saturdays. Rachel was excited for the evening since she would get to spend their time together cuddling with him, watching TV, talking and hopefully, even get a drum lesson.
Obviously, now that they were together, Finn refused to get paid for any lessons. He told her that them being together was pay enough. She thought that was one of the sweetest things she had ever heard, when he said that on the phone.
Rachel slipped into a pair of jeans, and threw on a baggy shirt. She then quickly lined her eyes and put on mascara. For her hair, she left it down, letting her loose curly locks frame her face.
She looked at herself in the mirror, and felt beautiful. Sure, she wasn't dressed up but she began to appreciate her features like her large nose and the natural beauty she was born with. Rachel smiled to herself, since she realized that this was all due to Finn.
If you had asked Rachel, a few months ago if she thought she was beautiful, she would laugh and then quietly mumble no. Now, she was proud of the way she looked and would say "yes" with pride. It was Finn who caused this change within her. He would compliment her every chance he could, he stares at her all the time with a look of mesmerization in his eyes, and he makes her feel amazing. Rachel could say that she was truly happy.
Rachel arrived at his apartment and knocked on the door. She didn't have to wait long, since the door swung open not long after. She was greeted by a smiling Finn who immediately bent down and placed a quick peck on her lips as a welcome.
They walked into the apartment together and Rachel stood in his hallway not knowing what to do. Every time she had been there it was for a lesson but now it was for a date.
Finn motionned for her to go to the couch, so she did. He joined her and she cuddled into his large arms. Rachel was completely warmed by the heat of Finn's body. She turned her head and looked at him. He was watching her in silence.
"So, what do you wanna do?" asked Rachel.
"Well, I ordered us a cheese pizza and I thought we could just watch a movie. What do you think?" He replied.
"Sounds perfect. Your choice of movie tonight, " teased Rachel. She loved his plan. She could sit in this position for hours, her body cuddled into him, with his arms wrapped around her, fingers interlocked.
Finn got up, causing Rachel to frown at the loss of touch, and slipped in a movie. She had no idea which one, but she didn't care. All that mattered was that they watched it together.
The movie began, and Rachel rolled her eyes when she noticed it was an action flick. Typical men; always choosing action.
As the movie progressed, Finn became more and more concentrated on the film instead of Rachel. He pulled away from her, so that he could be a bit more comfortable. That caused Rachel to grow irritated so she moved her body so that it faced away from Finn instead of towards the TV.
Rachel was going to comment on his behavior, but Finn was saved by the bell. The doorbell rang notifying the couple that the pizza had arrived.
Finn immediately reacted and got up to answer the door. He chatted a bit with the delivery man while taking out his money and just as quickly as Finn got up, he was back on the couch but with a slice of pizza. Finn dug into it, and Rachel simply watched.
"Don't you want some babe?" asked Finn while grabbing his second slice.
Rachel nodded and got up to grab a piece. She sat back down right next to Finn, hoping to have some kind of physical contact between them. Rachel ate with one hand and used the other hand to rub his thigh, hoping to get some attention. She almost began to laugh, when she realized how quickly it worked. Once she began the action, Finn's attention was completely to Rachel and not to the pizza or the movie.
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Your Heart Beats Like A Drum
FanfictionRachel is living her dreams but something's missing. Who would have known that learning to play the drums would change that? This is a complete Finchel story though it doesn't start that way.
