Dear Quinn
Puck writes an e-mail to Quinn. Well, he tries to. Drabble, Quinn/Puck
i saw a fic like this on the klaine fandom, and i thought it would suit this pairing really well, too.
to q,
i dn't celbr8 xmas but i no u do, so-
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to quinn,
hows sam?
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Dear Quinn,
Well, hey. First Christmas since everything changed, huh? I don't celebrate Christmas, but I know you do. I think it's cute how you turn into a little kid again around the holidays. Remember when we were in kindergarten, and you made the teachers wear santa hats, and made them let us draw pictures of the Nativity? Good times.
I think of those times a lot. The times when no one cared who was popular. I miss it. I miss the freedom. Being a badass isn't all that it's cut out to be. Yet still, over the years you never changed. You still have your love of Chrismas, just like in kindergarten. It's adorable. And I know this will be the first Christmas since everything, first Christmas with just your Mom, first Christmas with Sam.
I envy Sam. He gets to love you in all the ways I want to, to hold you and kiss you and cuddle you. I miss our times. Now that goddamn Sam had to come in and ruin my chanc-
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Dear Quinn,
You're cute when you laugh. When you smile. When you flirt. When you're angry. When you're sad. You're always cute, adorable. And you'll always be the girl I fell in love with Freshman Year. I know you act now as if Beth didn't happen. But she did, and she'll always be our little girl, but staying away. I don't know if you miss her, but I certainly do. She was my everything, after you. And I was telling the truth at the hospital. I did love you. I do love you. I still love you even now when you're wi-
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Dear Quinn,
Things were never the best between us. There was always an issue, an argument, a complaint separating us. I'm truly sorry for everything I did to you, for your life to go into ruins. I'm sorry I slept with you. I'm sorry I was a bad boyfriend during the last year. I'm sorry I put you through all that. But I don't regret it. Even though at the time, Beth was a mistake, she was never a mistake in my eyes. I loved her. And I still love her. And I love you.
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Dear Quinn,
I sent a Christmas card to Shelby and Beth.
I'm sorry we never worked out.
You'll always be the girl I fell in love with.
Merry Christmas.
Noah.
Dear Puck,
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Dear Noah,
I'm sorry we didn't work out.
I'll never forget Beth.
You'll always be the boy I loved from the first day of Kindergarten.
Happy Hannukah.
Quinn.
i've never cried writing a fic this small. but seriously, i sobbed writing this.
i miss quinn/puck. :'(
review? x