La vie en rose (Life in Pink) - a Glee fic
Title: La vie en rose (Life in Pink)
Author: quick_ly
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Finn/Rachel
Rating: PG
Summary: In that moment, Rachel knows they completely understand each other.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee.
A/N: Written for falafel90 (I said alifab before. Sorry), who requested something Finn/Rachel here. I know this kinda sucks, but I hope you still like it :)
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There’s a small bump as Finn walks out of the changing room and, upon seeing Rachel on the floor crying her eyes out over their loss, abruptly stops in his tracks. It’s a little awkward, because Finns never seen her like this, and aren’t they sort of dating and should he maybe say something? She expects him to talk about how it’s not that bad and say everything is going to be okay, that even though they lost nothings going to change.
In short, she expects him to lie. He doesn’t.
He doesn’t say it’ll be alright or that their love will guild them through. In fact, Finn doesn’t say anything at all, just takes her in his arms and lets the tears fall, because even though losing something horrible that shouldn’t be happening, it is, and denying or pretending it’s not won’t get them anywhere.
So Finn just lets her cry and get all the anger out. Rachel thinks it might be the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for her.
In that moment, Rachel knows they completely understand each other.
.
He takes her to the park, (she’s always telling him that it’s prettiest at night), and they climb into the back of his (well, his mom’s) truck and just talk about everything they’re always been too afraid or embarrassed to talk about.
It’s as though time doesn’t existed, and their failure didn’t happen. The night just goes on and on, and suddenly it’s eleven and he’s dropping something plastic in her lap.
“Here, I made this for you.”
It takes her a moment to fully register what it is.
“You… you made me a mixed tape?”
“Well, it’s actually a mixed CD, but yeah. I got Kurt to help me out with picking the songs,” he says, taking the disk and putting it in the car’s old stereo. “Most of them are, well… okay, but I did kinda like this one.”
He presses play.
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
And as he sits down next to her, Rachel realizes that she’s never been more in love with him then right now.
“So, do you like it?” he asks eagerly.
“I love it. I love you,” she whispers very quietly.
He doesn’t say it back or kiss her. He looks her in the eye and entwines their hands.
It’s more then enough.
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
Author: quick_ly
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Finn/Rachel
Rating: PG
Summary: In that moment, Rachel knows they completely understand each other.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee.
A/N: Written for falafel90 (I said alifab before. Sorry), who requested something Finn/Rachel here. I know this kinda sucks, but I hope you still like it :)
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There’s a small bump as Finn walks out of the changing room and, upon seeing Rachel on the floor crying her eyes out over their loss, abruptly stops in his tracks. It’s a little awkward, because Finns never seen her like this, and aren’t they sort of dating and should he maybe say something? She expects him to talk about how it’s not that bad and say everything is going to be okay, that even though they lost nothings going to change.
In short, she expects him to lie. He doesn’t.
He doesn’t say it’ll be alright or that their love will guild them through. In fact, Finn doesn’t say anything at all, just takes her in his arms and lets the tears fall, because even though losing something horrible that shouldn’t be happening, it is, and denying or pretending it’s not won’t get them anywhere.
So Finn just lets her cry and get all the anger out. Rachel thinks it might be the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for her.
In that moment, Rachel knows they completely understand each other.
.
He takes her to the park, (she’s always telling him that it’s prettiest at night), and they climb into the back of his (well, his mom’s) truck and just talk about everything they’re always been too afraid or embarrassed to talk about.
It’s as though time doesn’t existed, and their failure didn’t happen. The night just goes on and on, and suddenly it’s eleven and he’s dropping something plastic in her lap.
“Here, I made this for you.”
It takes her a moment to fully register what it is.
“You… you made me a mixed tape?”
“Well, it’s actually a mixed CD, but yeah. I got Kurt to help me out with picking the songs,” he says, taking the disk and putting it in the car’s old stereo. “Most of them are, well… okay, but I did kinda like this one.”
He presses play.
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
And as he sits down next to her, Rachel realizes that she’s never been more in love with him then right now.
“So, do you like it?” he asks eagerly.
“I love it. I love you,” she whispers very quietly.
He doesn’t say it back or kiss her. He looks her in the eye and entwines their hands.
It’s more then enough.
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose