Voicemail

"Hey you've reached Finn Hudson. I uh, can't answer right now, but you've probably already figured that out. So like leave a message and I'll call you back when I can."

BEEP

Finn paced around the place, triple checking everything, making sure it was just like Kurt's notes told him. Rachel would be there soon, but he was never good at waiting and besides, this was... This was special. Things had been so up and down with them lately and he was determined to make things good for her again. Like they were before. He loved ( Read more... )

This is a Pre-Endgame inspired fic, taking place imideately after Kurt and Blaine's wedding. It has sex, and angst like woah. But those of you who know me aren't surprised by either of these things.

( Finn sat at the bar, still wearing the nicest suit he'd ever worn... )

Finn was slowly becoming aware of three things as he started to wake up. First thing: there was something in bed with him. A very, warm, rather soft something. Second thing; it was not a something, it was a someone. Third; he was very definately sunggling this someone. Which meant he probably wasn't all the way awake yet, and his dream was sticking ( Read more... )