"Frick" she yelled exasperated running out the door with her dance bag on her shoulder. She was running late for rehearsal because she couldn't find any deodorant. She searched high and low but every powdered stick she came buy was empty.
"Why, why, why today of all days?" she fumed walking into the lobby of the Broadway show rehearsal space. "I am going to be dripping sweat and…" she paused, her eyes widening in realization. "Oh God…" she whispered to herself. "Puck , he's going to smell me." she cringed rushing out of the car and into the building.
"Hey Rach-" Robert (another dancer in the show) tried greeting her with a hug.
"Have to keep my arms down!" she shouted ducking under his arm and rushing past him only to run past Kurt who was doing the costume designing for the show .
"Hey-" he tried.
"Not now Kurt!" she snapped. Bursting through the rehearsal room Rachel was met with Puck sitting on the floor and fiddling with the laptop .
"You're late." he said getting up. "Stretch out, I'll be right back, our dream sequence music isn't working." he said leaving the room. Looking around frantically, Rachel sprinted forward when she spotted Puck's Black bag in the corner my the mirrors.
Searching through his stuff, she breathed a sigh of relief when she spotted a fancy dark red men's deodorant stick. Snatching it up, Rachel watched the door while scrubbing the powder under her arms desperately. Throwing the deodorant back in his bag, Rachel ran to the opposite side of the room just as Puck walked through door.
"What are you doing?" he asked skeptically.
"Stretching." she said nonchalantly, while forming the easiest yoga move she could think of.
"Is uh- that new?" he asked motioning to her awkward stretching position.
"Yea." she said hurriedly. "I am try something new ."
"I see. Okay let's dance remember you are in a dream when this happens floating on a cloud ."
Showing her a few moves, Puck helped her adjust to them, occasionally sniffing himself.
"Why do you keep doing that?" Rachel giggled at him as he 'checked' himself again.
"I keep smelling my deodorant." he said confused.
"Well that's a good thing that means you put some on." She teased worriedly.
"I know I put some on but the one I smell isn't the one I put on this morning." Puck said coming closer to her.
"You mean you have different ones…?" she gulped.
"Mmmmhhhh….and the funny thing is, I only smell it when you're near me."
Prepared to run, Rachel squealed in surprise when Puck snatched her up and lifted her arms.
"You put on my deodorant" he grinned as she blushed trying to put her arms down.
"I ran out this morning." she admitted turning pink. "I just borrowed some"
"All you had to do was ask princess ." he laughed putting her down. "Besides…" he said burying his face in her neck. "I love the way it smells on you."
"It's deodorant puck ." she giggled.
"But it's me…" he inhaled. "On you."
"That's a little territorial don't you think?"
"What can I say, what's mine is mine." he said as she rolled her eyes.
"I'll pick some more up today." she promised.
"You can use my deodorant anytime."
"Aww thanks." she hugged him.