you all are incredibly lovely, thank you again :)
"This is it," Rachel breathes, a smile gracing her lips. She beams up at Finn, her eyes bright, before looking down, inserting the key in the lock and turning it. She squeals as she turns the handle and the door opens. "This is really happening!" She practically tackles Finn as her arms loop around his neck.
He laughs, picking her up and carrying her over the threshold of their new apartment. They did it – they're here in New York City, and they're officially living on their own.
It's scary and exciting all at once.
He gently sets her down, but she doesn't unwrap her arms from around his neck. She just continues to smile up at him, her eyes shining as she stands on her tiptoes to press her lips against his. He presses her more closely to him, sliding his tongue into her mouth, leaning down so he can kiss her more thoroughly.
After a few seconds (or maybe even minutes, he's not too sure), she pulls away, a smile still on her face. "We're home," she whispers.
He grins, kissing her again. "We sure are, babe. We sure are."
She smirks, letting go of him to cross the room. Her fingers graze the top of the kitchen counter, and she looks back at him over her shoulder.
He just keeps smiling, shaking his head.
She skips a bit, taking out the key and hanging it on the ring next to one of the cabinets. "There," she declares. "Now it's official."
She giggles, bouncing on the heels of her feet as he crosses the small space to clasp both of his hands on either side of her face, kissing her again.
"All ours," he breathes.
She nods. "Welcome home, Finn."
He kisses the tip of her nose. "Welcome home, Rachel. Welcome home."