Quinn smiled over at her loving girlfriend, admiring every little bit of her even if she was fully green head to toe. Playing beside her in the musical "Wicked" on Broadway was better than not being with her at all. As they audience left, same with the rest of the cast and crew, the moans and screams of "Fuck, babe!" and "Quinnn!" ran through the halls of the different dressing rooms but came from the one with the gold stars plastered all over the mirror with different pictures of the loving couple. Sliding two fingers into the blonde, Rachel licked her lips. She loved being naughty with her girlfriend, even if it costs them being fired. At least no one found out they were staying after hours. "…..Did we just have sex two times on my couch?" The brunette put her shirt on as she looked up at Quinn. "Guess you'll have to get a new couch, but it was worth it." Quinn smirked. Oh how Rachel loved her.
Quinn rolled over in bed, not seeing or feeling her girlfriend. She questioned where she was but then smelled the aroma of vegan pancakes filling the whole apartment. Rachel turned around, putting a plate on the table, wearing a "Kiss the Chef" apron. "Morning Sweetie." Rachel pecked her girlfriend's cheek and smiled. The couple had been living together for a year after Quinn comforted Rachel after a break up with Finn and they just clicked. "Thanks, Rach." She sat down and ate her pancakes, trying not to stare at Rachel's butt. "What do want to do today? Mark wants us to go out tonight to celebrate Wicked having a revival." "You better not wear a hot dress or else everyone will be all over you, you don't want me to get jealous do you?" Quinn raised an eyebrow. "I don't think I've seen Rachel Berry jealous except when Kurt met Barbra Streisand at the stage door for the Funny Girl revival." Rachel nodded, cleaning the dishwasher. "I haven't spoken to him in months. Clearly he could of told her about my existence in the world instead of fangirling his way into embarrassment." Quinn giggled and smiled. "God, I love you."