rachel. @amillixnvoices

No. No. She clearly hadn´t expected him to come by. Ever since moving to her own apartment things had gotten a little…lonely. She might not have been over Finn´s death quite yet, and Rachel wasn´t sure if she ever would be, but moving and starting a new chapter of her life had seemed like a good idea.

The place wasn´t far from their old apartment, which was where Kurt still lived and most of the time they still hung out. Rachel made sure to keep herself busy though, because while living by herself was liberating in a way it was also pretty scary sometimes.

Today she had been home early from work and ordered herself some food from her favorite vegan place. Thinking she still had some time, however, Rachel had gone to take a shower and when she had heard the door bell she had panicked. Which was also why she was standing in front of Blaine, towel wrapped tightly around her body and hair dripping wet.

“Blaine?” She managed, almost a little out of breath. “Sorry. I thought you were my food.” Her lips curved into a smile. “Wait. Were we supposed to meet up today?”

After making a pitstop at his and Kurt’s favorite flower stand, Blaine took a leisurely walk the several blocks to Rachel’s apartment completely planning on surprising her with an impromptu train ride to Broadway.  No questions asked.  He missed Rachel Berry so bad.  Their schedules were misaligned in every possible way lately and it didn’t allow them a lot of time to just enjoy one another’s company like they used to.

Today, though?  Was a rare day where he had nothing to do and he was banking on the fact that it might be the case with her.  If so?  They were going to have lunch, do some shopping, and stroll past every theater they could find and toss daydreams back and forth to one another’s reflections inside marquee glass like they used to.  Something they hadn’t done in forever.

“Hey!  Oh..”  Rachel Berry standing in the doorway in nothing but a towel and sopping wet hair was not what he expected.  The stunned look on his face was quickly blinked away and he smiled, a little flushed but happy she was here (regardless of almost being naked).  “No.  Not your food.  Just me.  Sorry if I interrupted your shower?”

Swinging the roses from where he had hid them behind his back and holding them up to his nose, he inhaled their faint scent one more time and his brows shot up in a playful half apologetic, half pleading his case for accidentally making her run through the house soaked was well worth it cause pretty flowers and he was being sweet?  “I brought flowers?  But..uhm.  I’ll hold onto them until.  You know?  Clothes.”