Anonymous asked: Lipstick (future Finchel)
“You’re awfully quiet.”
Rachel toys with the cord of the phone. She’s always wanted to invest in one of those cordless types, but the one she’s holding in her hand was a thrift store find, and she doesn’t really want to part with it. As infantile as it sounds, it symbolises her relationship with Finn, and she’d hate to see it go.
“I know,” she finally manages, and she wraps the cord around her finger as she lets out a pent up sigh. “Sorry, Kurt, I’m just-“ She sighs again, and she can imagine him nodding his head on the other end of the line. “It’s nothing, I’m okay.”
“Oh, but you’re not. No matter what the issue, you always like to vent to me whether I want to hear it or not, unless…”
“Unless?”
“Unless it’s Finn related business, in which you stay positively silent.”
Usually she’d be impressed by how well her best gay knows her, but her heart isn’t in the conversation. “So you should know by now that I’m not going to complain about my fiancé to his brother. We’ll get through it.”
“Isn’t that what you always say?” She picks up on his change of tone, and her heart thumps irregularly. “Rachel, normal couples don’t have to get through things constantly. All you and Finn seem to do these days is ‘get through it’, and maybe you should-“
“Don’t you dare,” she snaps, her fingers tightening around the phone receiver, “don’t you dare tell me that Finn and I would be better off apart, because I do not need to hear that from you, Kurt. You’re supposed to be my best friend!”
She’s not sure if he understood her last words, as a sudden onslaught of tears engulfed her body, though she does her best to compose herself. Finn will be home soon, and she doesn’t need him to see her like this.
“And it’s as your best friend that I’m saying this! I can’t remember the last time you were happy, and-“
She slams the phone down and pulls fruitlessly on her hair until the tears that sting her eyes are a mixture of sadness and pain. It hurts because it’s true, because she’s been having issues that she can’t put her finger on, and instead of just being honest with Finn, she keeps closing herself off instead.
Anonymous asked: Lipstick (future Finchel) “You’re awfully quiet.” Rachel toys with the cord of the phone. She’s always...
Superglue. Oh God, Rachy. This was incredibly beautiful...per usual - wonderfully written....