[ text ;; blaine ] We´ve always been a dream team. I think New York City deserves to see our talent! [ text ;; blaine ] Oh it will definitely get you coffee with dessert. Compliments will always get you far. 😛 [ text ;; blaine ] You know, I have a feeling that I will never be sick of you. How could anyone be sick of you anyways? [ text ;; blaine ] Sounds like the perfect plan to me. Though karaoke is really already taking this city by storm, talent agents will be banging down our doors!!
( mssg » rachel | sent ) You know what? You’re right. It does and that’s exactly what we’re going to give it. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) A lesson I will never forget. And, possibly, might use to my advantage more often now that you confirmed the notion. Consider this your first and only warning. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Oh! I think you’d be surprised. I’m glad you are immune to it, though. You know it’s vice versa, right? ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Look at you being brilliant. I think from here on out? Neither one of us should rest until they are. For both of us. No more waiting. No more excuses or doubt. We’re going to do this.
[ text ;; blaine ] You´re aware that I´m going to have to screenshot this, right? 😉 [ text ;; blaine ] You know, that´s one of the reasons why I keep you around. You just know how to make me feel special. Which is why I shall obey your request and keep the cuteness in check. But I´m only doing it for you, Mister. [ text ;; blaine ] Alright, I might also keep you around because you buy me dessert! 😉 But seriously, it´s tempting to get some of those heels. I need heels to make me taller anyways. Maybe I should audition for Lauren or Nicola when there´s a cast change? [ text ;; blaine ] Now say that again when we see each other and I might end up being the one to buy you dessert! [ text ;; blaine ] but seriously. You know it´s the same for me! I´m so glad to have you in my life, Blaine!
( mssg » rachel | sent ) Screenshot away, Miss Berry. I promise I wouldn’t deny it anyway.
( mssg » rachel | sent ) How kind of you to repay my never ending love and devotion to making you feel as special as you are to have some pity on me. You are truly a benevolent woman. I’m in awe of your generosity. 😛
( mssg » rachel | sent ) I, almost, feel used. How dare you keep me around solely because I know where to get the best cheesecake in town? Um! It depends on how tall those heels are. For reasons I’d rather not say. Also. You should! I’d even try my hand at a role or two and we could rehearse together. ( mssg » rachel | sent )
Which reminds me. We should venture out and do a karaoke night sometime soon. Don’t think it’s an option. It’s more of a demand I’ll refuse to take no for an answer to. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Oooh! Dessert on you? You can bet this is going to be a thing. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Thank you, Rachel. That means so much. You’re stuck with me. Always.
[ text ;; blaine ] Been there, done that. [ text ;; blaine ] Ah well, I probably could, but I don´t know if you could handle the cute. 😉 [ text ;; blaine ] Ohh yes! Let´s go see Kinky Boots! I haven´t seen it in a while, but it´s one of those shows that always puts me in a good mood! [ text ;; blaine ] Though I am very jealous that most of those men look better in dresses and high heels than I do. 😛
( mssg » rachel | sent ) You’re probably going to have to do it again. Consider this my written consent. Rachel Berry has my permission to whoop my butt back into gear before this “funk”, as Tina put it, gets any more gross. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) I can barely handle the level of cute that you are now. Please have mercy on me and the rest of the world. Keep that adorableness in check. You’re already cavity inducing most of the time. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) That’s why I thought that one would be the best choice. I don’t want to sit through anything depressing and I’ve been wanting to go see it again for a while now. Just not by myself. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) It’s all in the legs and attitude, Rach. You could totally pull off some thigh high stilettos if you kept the sass level on high. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Dinner, too. Don’t forget dinner. And I might even treat you to desert at the bakery across the street after..
( mssg » rachel | sent ) Have I told you how much I love you? I’d be lost without you. But you know that already.
[ text ;; blaine ] It would be less depressing if you´d have just done it instead of telling me. [ text ;; blaine ] You should have texted me earlier. I could have pulled you out that funk. [ text ;; blaine ] Which show do you want to see? Something funny I reckon? Or at least something that´s not depressing for the major part.
( mssg » rachel | sent ) I had to tell someone because I’m starting to annoy myself with how freaking sad this is. I’m trusting you to beat some sense into my head. Because you always have. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) I know. I guess I just had to let it build up until one day I wanted to slap myself upside the head. Today is that day. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) You reckon? Reckon.. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Can you get any cuter? ( mssg » rachel | sent ) How about Kinky Boots? Or Aladdin? I know those are both as opposite from each other in wholesomeness that you can get but neither one of them are close to depressing??
[ text ;; blaine ] That sounds…depressing? [ text ;; blaine ] Why don´t we go somewhere together? [ text ;; blaine ] Go see a show and get dinner?
( mssg » rachel | sent ) Why does it have to be depressing? ( mssg » rachel | sent )
Maybe this is a good thing! At least I’m getting out.. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Fine! Okay. I’m not convincing you or myself with that excuse. This whole idea of moving on and getting out there just hasn’t settled in yet. I’m trying. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Oh god, yes. Let’s go see something. Anything. Dinner, too. ( mssg » rachel | sent ) Thank you, Rachel. I’ve been going crazy staring at the walls.
No. No. She clearly hadn´t expected him to come by. Ever since moving to her own apartment things had gotten a little…lonely. She might not have been over Finn´s death quite yet, and Rachel wasn´t sure if she ever would be, but moving and starting a new chapter of her life had seemed like a good idea.
The place wasn´t far from their old apartment, which was where Kurt still lived and most of the time they still hung out. Rachel made sure to keep herself busy though, because while living by herself was liberating in a way it was also pretty scary sometimes.
Today she had been home early from work and ordered herself some food from her favorite vegan place. Thinking she still had some time, however, Rachel had gone to take a shower and when she had heard the door bell she had panicked. Which was also why she was standing in front of Blaine, towel wrapped tightly around her body and hair dripping wet.
“Blaine?” She managed, almost a little out of breath. “Sorry. I thought you were my food.” Her lips curved into a smile. “Wait. Were we supposed to meet up today?”
After making a pitstop at his and Kurt’s favorite flower stand, Blaine took a leisurely walk the several blocks to Rachel’s apartment completely planning on surprising her with an impromptu train ride to Broadway. No questions asked. He missed Rachel Berry so bad. Their schedules were misaligned in every possible way lately and it didn’t allow them a lot of time to just enjoy one another’s company like they used to.
Today, though? Was a rare day where he had nothing to do and he was banking on the fact that it might be the case with her. If so? They were going to have lunch, do some shopping, and stroll past every theater they could find and toss daydreams back and forth to one another’s reflections inside marquee glass like they used to. Something they hadn’t done in forever.
“Hey! Oh..” Rachel Berry standing in the doorway in nothing but a towel and sopping wet hair was not what he expected. The stunned look on his face was quickly blinked away and he smiled, a little flushed but happy she was here (regardless of almost being naked). “No. Not your food. Just me. Sorry if I interrupted your shower?”
Swinging the roses from where he had hid them behind his back and holding them up to his nose, he inhaled their faint scent one more time and his brows shot up in a playful half apologetic, half pleading his case for accidentally making her run through the house soaked was well worth it cause pretty flowers and he was being sweet? “I brought flowers? But..uhm. I’ll hold onto them until. You know? Clothes.”
Rachel didn´t like to think about the day she had heard about Finn´s death. She didn´t like to think about how it had felt like someone had ripped out her heart, thrown it to the ground and repeatedly stepped on it. She had never really lost someone. A grandma, yes, but she had been too little to comprehend it and this? This was entirely different. It wasn´t like she had necessarily been head over heels in love with Finn anymore, but he had been her person. Her first love. And part of her had thought that, maybe, at some point they would get it together and be a couple. Maybe it had been wishful thinking, and not the best idea, but it had been there, inside her head and heart, and now that this possibility had been taken from her she had no idea how to deal with it all.
She snuggled closer against Blaine then, letting him tangle their legs together. He had lost a friend too. Kurt had lost a brother. They had all lost Finn and while life had to go on ( Like the show had to go on, or all over the place, like Finn had always said ) it was hard to just pull herself together. She´d have to go back to NYADA at some point though, they had given her two weeks off, but she knew Finn wouldn´t have wanted her to fall behind.
She sighed as she buried her face against Blaine´s chest. “I love you too…and I`m sorry I´m putting all of this on you.” She whispered. “I know it´s hard on you too.” She stifled another yawn. “And you´ve been so kind. So thank you.”
“Please don’t think of apologizing to me. That should be the last thing from your mind. I just want to be here..” Yes, he lost Finn and damn it there was a giant of a quarterback sized hole in his heart that’d been there ever since he got the call asking him to come to the Hummel-Hudson house. But. Rachel and Kurt needed him more than he felt like he had the right to lean on them. His loss wasn’t any less significant. There’s really no comparison when it comes to grieving and it’s, definitely, not something to try and ‘one-up’ anyone over. It wasn’t anything like that. They just needed him and he made a promise to Burt that he’d make sure to be here if only to LISTEN. Whatever the two of them needed, he’d give it freely. And deal with his pain in pieces with them when they could take it. Or silently when he didn’t think they could.
“Of course. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” Gentle, careful fingers began to lace their way through Rachel’s hair and his free hand scooped hers up to hold both against his chest. His pulse was steady and strong and there to give her something to focus on. Breathing deep, fingertips lightly grazed over her scalp and he sighed towards the ceiling.
Blaine’s fingers never stopped playing with her hair as he let his eyes fall shut. He didn’t need to open his eyes when he felt the bed budge next to him. Kurt was here and there were a pair of arms wrapped around him and one leg stretched over both his and Rachel’s. “Get some rest. Both of you. Breakfast in the morning. Don’t forget.”
This was probably the first time Rachel wasn´t really paying any attention to the movie they were watching, but she was more focused on Blaine and the warmth she felt as he held her. For the first time she also didn´t feel like crying when someone was holding her. Maybe it was because he wasn´t telling her that things would be alright eventually, but because he was simply HOLDING her, without expecting anything of her. He was just making conversation and she could feel herself relaxing slowly in his arms.
Kurt really was a lucky guy, but then again she had known that from the moment she had met Blaine. He had always been fantastic and sometimes even Rachel forgot that he was probably suffering as much as them. With his fingertips against her cheeks she blinked up at him, lips curving into a smile. “I´m not leaving you hanging, no way.” She then smiled. “I could never do that.”
“And it always depends. Some people need coffee before doing yoga and some need it afterwards. Some do both,” She chuckled, leaning into his touch. “I usually get coffee afterwards. And subways are something you get used to. Just stick to my side and you´ll be fine.” Rachel then added, letting out a content sigh. “And I´d never want to get rid of you, why would I even try? You´re the best thing that happened to me,” She then mumbled, suppressing a yawn.
The corners of Blaine’s eyes crinkled with the genuine smile hearing Rachel say he was the best thing that happened to her brought. Honestly, having Rachel in his life was pretty high up on his list of bests too. Regardless of how quirky she could be at times. Others, downright crazy demanding.. She was one of the people dearest and nearest to his heart. No amount of temper tantrums or time or distance could dampen that. As far as Blaine was concerned? She was stuck with him for the rest of her life. Cause he couldn’t imagine the rest of his without her in it.
After recovering from a yawn that watching her do the same instinctively drew out of him, Blaine nuzzled down against her forehead and let his eyes fall shut.
“Just don’t ever give up being you. No matter what. You are perfect, Rachel Berry. Never forget that,” he whispered, “No get some rest. I’ll stay here for a little while longer. I’ll make sure you’re okay. Promise.” Wrapping her up in his arms and tangling their legs together sealed the deal.
Unseen above her head where his chin rested lightly so they could fit together just right, Blaine rolled his eyes towards the ceiling and repeated the same mantra in his head that he had from the night he got the phone that he needed to get to the Hudson-Hummel household as fast as possible.
Burt’s voice was broken, he wouldn’t answer any of Blaine’s questions. The panic that swelled up inside his chest as he frantically ran out of the house in his pajamas and a jacket pushed the pedal to the bottom of his floorboards the longer he talked to him on the phone in his car. Only to walk in on the most devastating sobs from a grown man and woman he’d ever heard. That night was the first he begged for forgiveness of all the hurt he forced Finn to help Kurt through. For the disappointment that he saw in Finn’s eyes twice by his choices. He swore that he’d be right here. Where he was…and make everything as okay as he could. He was sorry. “I love you, Rachel.. Kurt loves you, too.” Hopefully his fiance’ would stay asleep a bit longer.
Rachel wasn´t paying too much attention to the movie
anymore, which was saying something considering it was one of her favorites.
Still, having Blaine close by and simply focusing on his words and movements
was doing her good and so she spent all the energy she still had left on that.
She couldn´t even begin to thank him for staying, and for being strong when she
couldn´t be. Finn had been his friend too and he was grieving, just like
everyone else, and now he was being strong for three: Kurt, her and himself. He
was hurting too, Rachel had noticed the redness in his eyes and how he had
tried to hide it from her and Kurt, even though there was no reason for it.
Still. She was grateful for him staying and she had to admit
that she was looking forward to him moving to New York permanently even more. “Is
that your way of getting me out the house?” Rachel asked, her lips curving into
a light smile. “If so: It´s working. I couldn´t leave one of my best friends to
his own devices on his new path, could I?”
Rachel snuggled up to him a little tighter then, letting out
a content sigh. “Well.” She then eventually added. “Speaking of blend: You need
to find your perfect coffee shop. One that does your coffee just right and has
everything you need. And of course you´ll need the right yoga class. That´s a
must.”
Feeling her warmth against his body, Blaine let himself relax into it. He needed this nearness more than he let on underneath the veil of simply wanting to make her feel better by any means possible. Including holding her in the tangled mess of his arms and legs. But the act wasn’t completely selfless either. Holding her close gave him the means to find comfort in her presence. Her breathing against him was soothing beyond words and he was certain that if he stayed like this, they could both drift off for a while. Maybe soon. Or maybe not at all. Good thought anyway, right? If not? No worries. This suited him just fine.
“Yeah. It was. I didn’t do a very good job at hiding the ulterior motive behind my proposal but,” he hummed down into the siken coolness of her hair and shrugged one shoulder because that was all he could manage in this position. “I’m guilty of wanting us all to get out. Not really sorry for it though. I think it’d do us some good.” Trailing the tips of his fingers against her cheek, he lifted up to squint down at her thoughtfully. “Don’t you? And. Nope. You can’t leave me like that. Who knows what trouble I’ll get into? Just another eason for you to go.”
“Yoga and coffee? In which order do I combine the two? I want to make sure I’m doing it right,” he teased lightly. “What about the subway? What’s your trick for navigating that? I know there’s an app and some maps but it felt like more luck-of-the-draw actually catching them on time or not messing up the letters. So much to learn. When you think about it? So little time. Crazy how close it is to you not being able to get rid of me no matter how badly you want. Isn’t it?”
Maybe this was part of why she was so glad that he was still
here. He could make her feel better about everything in an instant and she
didn´t even feel guilty for smiling. Rachel knew it was a stupid thing, to feel
guilty about feeling better in the first place, Finn would have wanted her to
be happy again, but sometimes she couldn´t help it. She knew Kurt felt the same
way and whenever they talked about it they started crying. Right now she didn´t
feel like crying at all though, she felt like smiling.
“You know,” She began, yelping slightly when she was pulled
even closer to him. Her lips curved into a smile and for a moment Rachel simply
relaxed, closing her eyes. So what if being happy wasn´t all that bad? It
didn´t mean that losing Finn hurt any less, but maybe this was their way to
deal with it. “You should,” She finally spoke again, turning her head ever
slightly so she could look up at him. “And you shouldn´t worry so much about
it. Honestly, it looks great.”
Her lips were still curled into a smile, her full attention
on Blaine now and the movie almost forgotten as it played in the background. “It´s
what makes you stick out, you know? And I mean in a good way. People will
remember you by that hair and in New York you´ll want to be remembered. Maybe
keep it that way as long as you´re here and then when you´re here for good you
can let the curls run free again,” Rachel smiled, snuggling into him even
further. “Barbra dared to be bold and stuck to her true self, so you should do
the same. Finn was always true to himself and that´s what I loved about him.”
Now that they were snuggled in so close together that he had the chance to wrap his arms completely around her, Blaine did exactly that after relaxing back against the wall of pillows she had on her bed (seriously, how does such a tiny person need this many pillows?) for support. Then used his hold, first dropping the leg beside her and stretching it out, to pull her right up against his chest. Once there, with relative ease and a little nudging, Rachel was cradled between his knees once he was in the clear to bend the one he nudged her over again. There. Perfect. Rachel had herself a Blaine cocoon and he had a pillow to rest his chin down on top of. That being her thick hair and the top of her head.
A laugh huffed out of his chest, breath warm across the strands of hair just under his mouth. “Okay. Deal. I try walking around with moderate to light gel in my hair for the next couple of days and you have to go out to dinner with me and Kurt so I have two people to hide me from view if I start to get self conscious about it. Fair enough?” One foot went in the direction of the nearest blanket that was no where close enough for him to reach without messing up their very comfortable position.
“You should grab that because I’m thinking a blanket is the only way to make this even better.” A little warmth would do them both some good. His mind wandered to Kurt in the ‘room’ not very far off. If he woke up, he’d know to come here. They could make a pile on the bed for all he cared. The closer they were to each other, it seemed the less it hurt. There was healing there, right? Before..it was 50/50 on if it made things better or reminded them of who they lost. “Any other tips for how I should blend, but not too much, for this soon to be brand new New Yorker?”
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