It starts off like any other day, he thinks. Classes then Glee then practice, or so he thought. But a small glitch happened during Glee club.
She had walked into the room and just stood there, hand protectively on her stomach. He was praying to God at this point that she kept her mouth shut; that she didn't say what he thought she was going to say. But she does, and he's completely unprepared.
"We're having twins," Quinn tells the room. While small bouts of applause fill the room (even a mumble of 'more baby clothes' from Kurt) he gets up and grabs his backpack, high tailing it out of there faster than ever.
He takes a lap around the halls before arriving at his locker, finding her there already.
"Go away," he tells her, opening his locker"
"Puck, please…"
"Why'd you do that?" he all but snaps. "You're planning on giving the both of them up, aren't you?! Why make a big fucking announcement about it all?"
"I don't want to," she whispers, looking up at him. "I want to keep them. I…I talked to your mom about it. She's looking for a bigger place for all of us now."
He can't help the smile that's grown on his face from hearing all of that.
It's not long before he's kissing her against that locker, uncaring if others passed by and watched, because he was going to be a fucking father and that was the end of that.