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.”
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