Pairing(s), Characters: Rachel/Puck, Glee club
Summary: Rachel finds herself slowly feeling for Puck again while in a relationship with Finn. Yeah, I know, fabulous summary... xD
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee atau any of the characters. I do have my own little Puck-bot hidden in my closet though...
WARNING: Rachel and Puck are not Twilight fans. Twihards-- don't freak out at me, okay? Anti-twilighters-- enjoy!
RACHEL
"Your arms are lovely, but... I just don't see us working out." The truth's always hard, and clearly Noah was insane to think they could ever really be together. The part that Rachel didn't get was, she wanted to it work. The feeling was small, but it was there. An inkling that sort of wished it was true. She and Noah could work... he had potential. If only.
The party slowly trickled off after that, around ten. It was probably considered an early end to most teenage parties, but everyone seemed especially tired that night, even Brittany and Santana. Rachel had fallen asleep on Noah's arm when Santana did a surprisingly good cover of Fergie's Big Girls Don't Cry. He carried her out to the truck and buckled her in the front seat, even though she had woken when Tina had accidentally dropped the microphone as she rolled up the cord, making an earsplitting rattle of echoes as it clattered to the floor. She stayed close to Noah though, and pretended to fall back asleep as he carefully picked her up and carried her out. She liked the feeling of his heartbeat in her ear. She liked the scent of his shirt, which was now mixed with Noah's cologne and her dads' air freshener. When they were near Rachel's house, she turned towards him lazily.
"Can anda stay tonight?" she asked sleepily.
"With your dads still alive? Yeah babe, I'm sure."
"But it's Valentine's Day," she protested, "and I need some masculine male protection."
"Since when have anda been concerned about masculine male protection? What happened to feminist rights?"
"They can be put on hold for one night." she told him. "And don't even think that I'm turning into Bella Swan. That Mary Sue needed him every night just to close her eyes and not freak out that he's gonna leave her sorry keldai and actually explore being an immortal being instead of repeating high school five hundred times." she added.
"I didn't know anda could ramble so good when you're tired."
"I ramble when I'm fully awake. What's the difference?" Noah chuckled.
"None, according to you."
"Exactly."
"I'm gonna have to climb through the window to get in. Too Edward-like for you?"
"You can just come back through the front door. My fathers are heavy sleepers."
"Not really looking to take a chance, Rache."
"Fine." she sighed. "Carry me?" Her eyes were drooping shut, but she could practically hear him smiling.
"Whatever anda want, princess."
"King." she corrected.
"Right. King. King Rachel."
"Now you're getting something right." she feebly joked in her exhaustion. Noah unbuckled her again, and swinging her up into his arms, carried her to the front door. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clasping her hands back at his nape. When he got to the door, he paused to read a note taped on the front.
"Rachel," he read aloud, "We're staying overnight at the Five-Star Lima. Keys in the usual place. Be back around nine a.m. Cinta you." he paused. "If they're staying at a hotel, how come they could leave a note here?"
"Probably came back for an overnight bag." Rachel mumbled. "Or they called a neighbor and they wrote it for them."
"Lucky day, huh?"
"Don't expect this every time anda want to stay over. The longer we date, the lebih protective they'll become."
"Well, then I can tunjuk off my crazy pokok climbing skills. You're yet to see me in action, babe." he grinned down at her. "I'm a freakin' Tarzan." She laughed into his shoulder.
"Key's under the doormat." she told him. He bent down the grab it.
"Not the most imaginative place..."
"Dad and daddy think that because it's obvious, no one will ever look there."
"Your dads are smart. And dumb." She sighed again.
"Oh yeah. I know." Noah unlocked the house and locked it again once inside, then carried Rachel upstairs to her bedroom. He lay her on her bed, gently, and pulled one of her merah jambu throws over her. "Aren't anda gonna be a perv and undress me to put on my PJs?" Noah laughed, planting a quick Ciuman on her lips.
"It's tempting, but then I think what a fully awake Rachel would do to me when she was up to her full strength, and the idea becomes not only pervy, but dangerous. Like, end of the world dangerous." he paused, then added, "I'll be right back." he turned and hurried out of the room, leaving Rachel in the darkness of her room. A little while later he came back up, carrying a pan. She could only tell because the silver glinted when he passed her mirror.
"What'd anda bring me?" she asked, sitting up a little. He grinned, setting the pan in front of Rachel, and sat across from her. The pan held countless Nutter Butters, that filled up all the way to the edges. The middle held a single Ho-Ho cake, where a small, purple candle protruded, the only sumber of light in the room. In whipped cream, words were spelled: Wanna make out? She laughed, remembering the original time Noah had spoke the words to her. She leaned across the pan to him, giving him a long kiss, probably dirty to an on-looker, but full of Cinta and longing to Noah and Rachel.
"You know after we made out the first time?" Noah laughed.
"Clearly. My Pistol have gotten even bigger and better since then."
"And then I told anda we couldn't work out."
"Yeah, anda did."
"Well, I just wanted to let anda know I was completely wrong."
"Good to hear." he kissed her again, then gestured to the masterpiece of his junk, sarap Makanan cake. "That candle's not gonna blow itself out, anda know."
Rachel inhaled a deep breath, and blew.
Note: For those of anda who ended the fic with the reaction of "AHHH WTF WHAT ABOUT FINN AND QUINN?? WHAT HAPPENED DURING 7 minit OF HEAVEN??" atau something along those lines, don't fret. I'm planning on a sequel :) Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed!
Summary: Rachel finds herself slowly feeling for Puck again while in a relationship with Finn. Yeah, I know, fabulous summary... xD
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee atau any of the characters. I do have my own little Puck-bot hidden in my closet though...
WARNING: Rachel and Puck are not Twilight fans. Twihards-- don't freak out at me, okay? Anti-twilighters-- enjoy!
RACHEL
"Your arms are lovely, but... I just don't see us working out." The truth's always hard, and clearly Noah was insane to think they could ever really be together. The part that Rachel didn't get was, she wanted to it work. The feeling was small, but it was there. An inkling that sort of wished it was true. She and Noah could work... he had potential. If only.
The party slowly trickled off after that, around ten. It was probably considered an early end to most teenage parties, but everyone seemed especially tired that night, even Brittany and Santana. Rachel had fallen asleep on Noah's arm when Santana did a surprisingly good cover of Fergie's Big Girls Don't Cry. He carried her out to the truck and buckled her in the front seat, even though she had woken when Tina had accidentally dropped the microphone as she rolled up the cord, making an earsplitting rattle of echoes as it clattered to the floor. She stayed close to Noah though, and pretended to fall back asleep as he carefully picked her up and carried her out. She liked the feeling of his heartbeat in her ear. She liked the scent of his shirt, which was now mixed with Noah's cologne and her dads' air freshener. When they were near Rachel's house, she turned towards him lazily.
"Can anda stay tonight?" she asked sleepily.
"With your dads still alive? Yeah babe, I'm sure."
"But it's Valentine's Day," she protested, "and I need some masculine male protection."
"Since when have anda been concerned about masculine male protection? What happened to feminist rights?"
"They can be put on hold for one night." she told him. "And don't even think that I'm turning into Bella Swan. That Mary Sue needed him every night just to close her eyes and not freak out that he's gonna leave her sorry keldai and actually explore being an immortal being instead of repeating high school five hundred times." she added.
"I didn't know anda could ramble so good when you're tired."
"I ramble when I'm fully awake. What's the difference?" Noah chuckled.
"None, according to you."
"Exactly."
"I'm gonna have to climb through the window to get in. Too Edward-like for you?"
"You can just come back through the front door. My fathers are heavy sleepers."
"Not really looking to take a chance, Rache."
"Fine." she sighed. "Carry me?" Her eyes were drooping shut, but she could practically hear him smiling.
"Whatever anda want, princess."
"King." she corrected.
"Right. King. King Rachel."
"Now you're getting something right." she feebly joked in her exhaustion. Noah unbuckled her again, and swinging her up into his arms, carried her to the front door. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clasping her hands back at his nape. When he got to the door, he paused to read a note taped on the front.
"Rachel," he read aloud, "We're staying overnight at the Five-Star Lima. Keys in the usual place. Be back around nine a.m. Cinta you." he paused. "If they're staying at a hotel, how come they could leave a note here?"
"Probably came back for an overnight bag." Rachel mumbled. "Or they called a neighbor and they wrote it for them."
"Lucky day, huh?"
"Don't expect this every time anda want to stay over. The longer we date, the lebih protective they'll become."
"Well, then I can tunjuk off my crazy pokok climbing skills. You're yet to see me in action, babe." he grinned down at her. "I'm a freakin' Tarzan." She laughed into his shoulder.
"Key's under the doormat." she told him. He bent down the grab it.
"Not the most imaginative place..."
"Dad and daddy think that because it's obvious, no one will ever look there."
"Your dads are smart. And dumb." She sighed again.
"Oh yeah. I know." Noah unlocked the house and locked it again once inside, then carried Rachel upstairs to her bedroom. He lay her on her bed, gently, and pulled one of her merah jambu throws over her. "Aren't anda gonna be a perv and undress me to put on my PJs?" Noah laughed, planting a quick Ciuman on her lips.
"It's tempting, but then I think what a fully awake Rachel would do to me when she was up to her full strength, and the idea becomes not only pervy, but dangerous. Like, end of the world dangerous." he paused, then added, "I'll be right back." he turned and hurried out of the room, leaving Rachel in the darkness of her room. A little while later he came back up, carrying a pan. She could only tell because the silver glinted when he passed her mirror.
"What'd anda bring me?" she asked, sitting up a little. He grinned, setting the pan in front of Rachel, and sat across from her. The pan held countless Nutter Butters, that filled up all the way to the edges. The middle held a single Ho-Ho cake, where a small, purple candle protruded, the only sumber of light in the room. In whipped cream, words were spelled: Wanna make out? She laughed, remembering the original time Noah had spoke the words to her. She leaned across the pan to him, giving him a long kiss, probably dirty to an on-looker, but full of Cinta and longing to Noah and Rachel.
"You know after we made out the first time?" Noah laughed.
"Clearly. My Pistol have gotten even bigger and better since then."
"And then I told anda we couldn't work out."
"Yeah, anda did."
"Well, I just wanted to let anda know I was completely wrong."
"Good to hear." he kissed her again, then gestured to the masterpiece of his junk, sarap Makanan cake. "That candle's not gonna blow itself out, anda know."
Rachel inhaled a deep breath, and blew.
Note: For those of anda who ended the fic with the reaction of "AHHH WTF WHAT ABOUT FINN AND QUINN?? WHAT HAPPENED DURING 7 minit OF HEAVEN??" atau something along those lines, don't fret. I'm planning on a sequel :) Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed!
