- TAGGING: Quinn Fabray, Brittany Pierce.
- LOCATION: Choir Room, McKinley High School, Lima, OH.
- TIMEFRAME: Friday, December 18th, 2014
- NOTES: Quinn breaks the news to Brittany about why she needed to quit the Cheerios.
[The smile he let loose as he heard Quinn’s chuckle was so painfully genuine that it took Puck a long moment to hide it. There was something that burst in his chest, maybe pride, that she was happy in his company; enough to chuckle, to tease, to go along with his dumb suggestions. It had been too long since he’d felt comfortable with but that brief laugh, even if it was at his expense, made up for it.]
"Not gonna make a joke about sucking on lollipops but it’s cool you found some stuff that helps. I can ask my mom again but you should try other stuff, y’know, might help you gain weight."
[He didn’t know if he was pushing his boundaries but she’d mentioned that she hadn’t gained the five pounds and he just wanted to help, to make the pregnancy bearable. The feel of her hand in his own distracted him though, especially when the conversation turned to Brittany and what he’d done.
While he wasn’t expecting her to get jealous he was a little disappointed that there wasn’t more of a reaction and the knot in his chest tightened, heating his skin a little in embarrassment. It only grew when she told him to leave and he pressed his lips together before he nodded, knowing he’d been here longer than he had to. With a sigh he turned to her, watching her for another moment to make sure she was honestly okay and he pressed his lips against her cheek quickly.]
"You didn’t have to show me this, so thanks. I really do appreciate it, Fabray. I know I give you a hard time and crap but it was just because—" [No. She didn’t get to know how much she hurt him and he cleared his throat, getting up from the bed and dusting off imaginary lint.] "I was out of line, calling you a bitch and stuff. You’re not. Just look after yourself and shit, okay? Don’t go falling off anymore pyramids."
[Quinn tilted her head disapprovingly when he mentioned something about her sucking on lollipops, but couldn’t wholly manage an irritated expression when he was being- or rather, trying to be- so helpful. She parted her lips and drew in a breath, awkward with the subject of her weight. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to do whatever was necessary to help the baby, it was just that the idea of gaining weight on purpose seemed disgusting to her and she didn’t want to talk about it with him, or anyone but her doctor, really. She was sure the weight would pack on as needed once she started missing the Cheerio practices she was so used to.] I’d rather not try to fix something that’s not broken. The tea and the lollipops work fine. Besides, I’m almost over my third trimester, so hopefully the morning sickness will be over, too.
[She knew her reaction to his confession was lacking in his eyes, but his character truly wasn’t the concern she’d made it out to be. While Puck was definitely no Jesus Christ, he’d shown her hints of a heart of gold every now and then, especially when it came to her and the baby and… Brittany. She exhaled slowly when his eyes combed her face again, feeling fretted over again, and then she follow him with her hazel eyes slowly to press a kiss to her cheek. Something shifted in her stomach, and she had to focus on staying still as he drew away. Quinn peered at him as he thanked her and then reassured her that he was only giving her a hard time because- well, he didn’t exactly say so, but she assumed- he was hurt by her rejection of him romantically and as the father of her baby, and that she wasn’t a bitch.] Okay, but I don’t that’s going to be a concern anymore. [She spoke playfully, though a little rush to get him out the door. The blonde nodded and then got up from the bed herself, though slower to avoid a head rush. She folded her arms over her abdomen as he opened the window, sending in a draft. She lifted one hand, arm still wrapped around herself, half-heartedly in a farewell and then waited until she was sure he hadn’t fallen and injured himself, and then closed the window behind him.]