Blaine and Rachel “Just the Way You Are”
With their daughter, you never know what you’re going to get. One minute, she’ll be screaming Wicked songs at the top of her lungs and the next refusing to talk or budge from her bed. In the unfortunate event that Rachel and Blaine have to rehearse for a show or clean around their apartment or rest and get the former rather than the latter, there is one thing that will shut her up; Funny Girl.
“I don’t think she should be sitting that close to the TV.” Blaine inquires, glancing from his daughter to his wife in concern.
“It’s fine, Blaine.” Rachel scoffs, rolling her eyes as she leans on the chair. “She’s just trying to see Barbra up close.”
Sophia hums along to the musical, rocking back and forth slightly on her bottom as she watches the movie with intent. It makes Rachel smile, watching her daughter enjoy the musical that practically changed her life so much.
“She takes after you so much more than she takes after me…” Blaine mutters in awe, shaking his head. “It’s like I have two Rachel Anderson’s in this house.”
She drags her attention away from Sophia to smirk at him, giving her husband a playful look. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
He shakes his head, laughing. He meets her eyes again, and crosses the living room to meet her at her spot, gripping her hips and kissing her softly.
When they pull away, the both glance at Sophia, seeing if she squeals the usual, “Ew!” whenever she sees them kiss. But, unsurprisingly, she’s staring at the screen intently, not even showing any notice in the display of affection.
“Thank you for giving me her.” He murmurs to Rachel. She giggles and gives him another chaste kiss.
thank you! <3
100 points to the person who writes me a drabble for this.
with kiko mazuhara as
rachel berry marjorie hirato alias PHANTOM.
and jesse williams as
blaine anderson benjamin jordan alias Agent Jordan.
…very shipable me thinks :D
"Does anyone have anything to say?" Artie’s cell cam was facing Blaine and he thought about it for just one second. And then as soon as he registered his own thought, he waved Artie off and buried his face in the crook of his elbow.
It was shame mixed with fear and the same confusion that hadn’t really left him since that day at the Lima Bean.
He should’ve thought of his parents first. Of Kurt or Sam. That would have been the most understandable reaction. But he only thought of one face - one thing he would never get to say, that last chance he had never taken.
To say: “I lied that day in the queue for coffee when you kissed me. I was scared and insecure and I was afraid that admitting my feelings for you would diminish everything I’d already made myself to be.”
The one face he desired to see, crouched there behind the piano wasn’t his mom’s or dad’s, Cooper’s, Sam’s, Tina’s or even Kurt’s…it was Rachel Berry. Only Rachel he wanted to see. Because that’s where his unfinished business was. Kurt was an open wound, Sam was a friend now but Rachel…Rachel was everything that lingered inside him that he tried to push down. And he was so ashamed that he couldn’t even say anything to the camera, not even leave a last note, a final confession because he wasn’t ready to reveal his biggest secret. So instead he cried silently into his own skin and felt sorry for himself. And he thought of Rachel, many miles away in New York, thriving, caught up with life and forever, as it seemed, bound to Finn, who had his good moments but was overall so wrong for her. And he thought maybe it was better to keep quiet after all.
Who would understand his feelings for her if he didn’t even understand them himself?