[RL- Rachel, Finn, Jesse]

[notasinglelady]

[Kurt still couldn't believe that Rachel was now a 'he', but the poor wom---man, needed a hand. With a bag of (very fashionable) clothes under his arm, he knocked at the door and waited.]

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[negative-five.livejournal.com]

[The door opened in a rush as Rachel ushered Kurt inside, thanking his lucky stars that her dads weren't home yet, towel wrapped snugly around his waist.] Thank god you're here, I was starting to worry my dads would get here before you would.

[notasinglelady]

I tried my best to be quick. [Kurt was still taller. He looked at her...him, up and down.] Hm. You don't have to feel self-conscious about your looks.

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

I appreciate that. [Pursing his lips, Rachel's eyes went wide at his comment, trying to figure out if it really meant what he thought it meant.] Finn won't even want to look at me, and even you said I was only marginally more attractive.

[notasinglelady]

What does Finn know about handsome men? [Kurt waves a hand, as if to dismiss the subject of Finn's taste.] Hmm...nothing.

HOW ARE YOU STILL AWAKE?!?! also, you should comment on the second thread if you're not already :3

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

[Rachel sighs, leading Kurt upstairs after he looks the door. It's really weird to refer to yourself as male-bodied when your name is Rachel...] Your clothes are going to fit me, right?

I AM LIKE BATMAN, A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT. but I was going bed, so I will comment and flee

[notasinglelady]

[Gender confusion is always painful and problematic >: At least this is only temporary.]

I hope so, Ibrought quite the variety. I even brought you a male skirt. I didn't think Finn's clothes would fit you. [Kurt snickered.]The t-shirt won't be a problem, I am more worried about your legs and hips.

jkldsf;jfls go go go!!! sleep well!!! <3

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

[Thank god this is only temporary. Rachel has a newfound respect and appreciation for transgendered people. )8]

Good-- um. I'm pretty sure I look gay enough without adding a skirt. But no, wearing Finn's clothes would be like wearing a tent. [He looks down at his hips with a frown.]

[later that evening]

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

[With Burt and Carol out of the house, things had calmed down somewhat, Rachel more than a little grateful that the only awkwardness remaining was the one between her... him and Finn. Checking his phone, he bit his lip, deciding that this had to be by far the best time to tell them. If she'd told them any sooner, they could have talked her out of it, but like this...]

I know you won't be all that happy about this, Finn, but... Jesse's coming. He should be here any minute. He... insisted I let him help.

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[Knowing that Rachel needed him, and realizing how serious this was, he'd rushed as soon as he could from Pittsburgh, making the four and a half hour drive in just over three and a half. He sighed in disgust as he pulled up to Finn's house, but didn't let himself focus on it for long before he went up to the door and knocked.]

[notasinglelady]

[When Kurt opened the door Kurt was surprised to see Jesse at his door, but not that much surprised.] So you've heard the news uhm? She's in my room. Uhm...he is.

[pinball-baby.livejournal.com]

[ For a good, oh, 10 seconds after Rachel dropped that bombshell, Finn just stared at 'her' uncomprehending. Then, like a switch being flipped, he jumped to his feet - although fortunately there were no available chairs in Kurt's room to kick - scowling fiercely ]

What?! You invited him here?!

[ and, of course, that's when he hears the knock at the door downstairs, and before he can yell down to tell Kurt to ignore it, the door being opened. He sighs heavily, crossing his arms ]

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

[Kurt, get the Ikea catalogue...]

I couldn't very well tell him to go to my dads'! That would look... bizarre, me being here and him going there expecting to find me!

[He throws Finn a look, pleading with him to behave before running halfway down the stairs to see Jesse.] I'm here.

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[He's standing precariously on a middle step, with Kurt right behind him and his overnight bag resting heavily on one shoulder, but he stops dead in front of Rachel and gathers...him into his arms. He reminds himself that it's Rachel he's looking at and pulls back, trying to get a good look at the new face.]

Are you okay?

[next morning]

[pinball-baby.livejournal.com]

[ before falling asleep Finn had actually set his alarm for once, despite there not being a real need to wake up early. His reasoning was that he knew Rachel was usually an early riser and he didn't want her alone with Jesse any more than necessary, so that's why he was going downstairs at 8am. Just in case. Typically, there was no sign of Rachel as he peeked into the living room on the way to the kitchen-- but there was sone other girl sprawled out on the couch where Jesse should have been. A very naked girl at that, the comforter Jesse had borrowed not doing much to hide the fact that the girl was topless. Gaping, Finn stopped in the doorway and just stared ]

Um.

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[Jesse's not a morning person which is why he groans and rolls over when he hears Finn's voice cut into his sex dream about Rachel. Knowing that he's there makes it impossible to get back to sleep and he sighs before yawning and sitting up.

Except...just as he's about to bitch Finn out for waking him he notices...he's not a he. He has breasts, nice ones at that, and suddenly he's not that concerned with Finn.]

Oh my god...what the fuck happened?!

[pinball-baby.livejournal.com]

[ yup, still staring ]

[ Finn's about to ask her who she is when something clicks in his mind and he realizes Rachel's obviously not the only one having gender issues ]

...Jesse?!

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[He barely has time to register the fact that he's topless, suddenly turning to Finn with a glare as he scrambles to grab for the comforter.] Turn around and stop staring, you pervert!

[pinball-baby.livejournal.com]

[ flushing a deep read, Finn spins around to face the opposite direction ]

Oh my god, is it catching? And shut up, I'm not a pervert! I was just-- surprised.

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[Jesse stares at Finn, scoffing as he digs in his bag for a t-shirt to pull on before shaking his head.]

Obviously I don't know how this happened, okay? And you were totally staring at my boobs, don't deny it. [He feels like he needs a shower. UGH.]

[on the porch]

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[He should have known Rachel would come after him. She was the only person still on his side here. He glanced up from where he was sitting on the edge of the porch when she stumbled out the door.] I'm not going back inside, don't even ask.

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

You don't have to. [It was times like these that she wished more than anything to be female once more, unable to comfort anyone properly like this. Taking a slow step towards Jesse, she reached out to touch on his arm, holding her breath as she hoped he wouldn't pull away.] I'm sorry.

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

[It was times like these that he wished Rachel was still herself. She had a way of comforting him better than anyone else. But he didn't pull away from the touch because even in the wrong body she was still Rachel, and the only one on his side.] Why? You didn't bite me.

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

If you weren't upset with me at all, you wouldn't have walked out on me.

[Looking destitute, she slowly let go of his arm, wishing he had turned to look at her, taking her in his arms, done something.] Jesse, look at me.

[whisperingsaint.livejournal.com]

I didn't walk out on you, I just...needed some air.

[It was funny, even in a different body, she still sounded the same when she was sad, and he couldn't help but obey her command.] I'm sorry.

[negative-five.livejournal.com]

[Rachel shook her head, unable to stop herself from pulling her arms around his torso to tug him close and keep him closer.] You don't need to apologize to me, you know that.