A typical Sunday night.
"You're such a jerk."
"What the hell did I do now?" Puck asked, after rolling his eyes.
Quinn shrugged her shoulders.
"Nothing. You just are." She grinned at him playfully as he pouted and pretended to be pissed with her.
"Don't do that." She added before shoving a handful of popcorn into her mouth. "Makes you look like a frog."
It had been like this for the past hour and a half, them bickering back and forth just for the hell of it. Neither of them really got offended, it was just what they did. Besides, the movie they were watching was seriously boring so they'd kept up the banter in order to prevent themselves from falling asleep.
"You see Quinn, this is why boys like me have such low self-esteem, because girls like you rip them to pieces." Puck dipped his hand into the bag of crisps and stuffed one in his mouth.
Quinn scoffed at his ridiculous comment, almost choking on her popcorn as she did.
"Low self-esteem? Puck, you're the most arrogant little shit I have ever been unfortunate enough to come across!"
"Ohmigod! Did you just...curse?" he mocked, all though he had almost choked on his mouthful of food when she said shit out loud. She never cursed.
She pondered the thought for a second before replying.
"Yes. Yes I did. You and your foul mouth have corrupted my very soul and now God will hate me forever. So thanks for that. And what the hell do you mean by 'girls like me'?" She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Face it Fabray, you're kind of a bitch." he said with a nonchalant shrug and that lopsided grin.
She smacked him on the chest. Hard.
"I cannot believe you just said that."
"Just keepin' it real baby." He grinned down at her and she scowled at him.
"I hate you." she mumbled.
"No you don't."
"I know." She sighed reluctantly and snuggled a little closer to him, resting her head on his chest and listening to the steady beating of his heart until she fell asleep.