A/N: I am really sorry about how late this one was! I spent all of my free time drawing a picture for Faberry week after I last updated, and then college got really demanding with all these stupid activities and stuff. Once all that was out of the way, I had to plan the next few chapters as well, because I'd only planned for the first 9. Now I've got a good sense of direction and I should update at my normal pace again! There are going to be 20 chapters in total, and I really hope you enjoy them if you stick with the fic. Thanks again for all of the lovely reviews! They all put a smile on my face, and thanks for the story alerts/faves too! I hope you enjoy the chapter. :D
She was on an absolute high. Everything she did had a positive bounce to it, and that included the most boring things such as cleaning or taking notes. Quinn was on cloud nine and nothing could bring her down. What had happened the weekend before was all she could think about. Were her and Rachel girlfriends? Did that actually happen? Her entire being was in a state of euphoria, shock, and confusion.
She had done it. Rachel was hers. Rachel had even said she'd liked Quinn for a while too, hadn't she? She'd been replaying what the brunette had said over in her head for a whole week, and even the memory caused Quinn's heart to race. The blonde had to laugh at herself for how cliché her thoughts were right now. Normally she would scold herself and stop her mind from behaving like a lovesick puppy, but she didn't care right now, she wanted to relish this.
People throughout the school had noticed the change in Quinn's demeanour as well, apparently. Her classmates actually spoke to her, legitimately wanting to get to know her. She had wondered why they hadn't been so nice before, but then she realised that they'd never gotten the chance to speak to her when she wasn't in a bad mood, or when wasn't zoned out wondering how to woo a certain beautiful diva. Although, now she was slightly zoned out wondering if this was all real.
The two girls had been speaking frequently throughout the week, talking mainly online. Rachel was texting the blonde at every possible moment when they couldn't access their laptops, and it made Quinn feel wanted and needed which was all she ever really desired. She often found herself laughing in theory lectures when she received random corny texts from the brunette. Her new friends, Liam and Savannah, had been bugging her all week about who was texting and ringing her, but she wouldn't spill just yet, she wanted to keep this happiness all too herself for as long as she could.
She hadn't told anyone about what had happened between the two, other than Santana – so obviously Brittany knew as well, but that didn't matter – and she wanted to keep it that way until she told her mother.
She and Rachel had arranged to meet up at the weekend, of course. They had decided it was best if Rachel came to New Haven, seeing as Rachel's roommate couldn't leave for the weekend as she usually did. Rachel had also said something about needing to get away from the school, which Quinn had decided she would ask about when Rachel arrived.
The blonde had visited the movie store and had rented out a few horrors for the weekend. Not wanting to by predicable by choosing a romantic film, she had decided on the scarier genre to ensure that she'd have Rachel Berry snuggling into her side. With that thought, a grin spread across her face as she wandered through the campus to the main auditorium with her two friends.
Her class was to star in a project that was supposedly 'top secret' although students from the higher years had told them that they always held a big show near Christmas to get the students in their first year used to large crowds. Not to mention it brings in loads of money for the University. Quinn wondered what sort of play they might put on. She wasn't too keen on the stage acting, and had a preference for working in front of the cameras so she wasn't sure if she'd enjoy this project.
After half an hour of being talked through what they were going to be doing, Quinn's class had split into three smaller groups. They'd been told each group would perform their own short piece in November and that they needed to start planning for what the piece might be. Quinn had retreated into her own head, as she had been doing all week, wondering why they had to come up with a play when they were supposed to be leaning how to act. He had said something about how writing the story helped you to feel more connected to the characters, and therefore act better. It was supposed to be practice. Quinn thought it was stupid.
Luckily, this lesson wouldn't be dedicated to that as they had to write the play in their own time, and wouldn't be rehearsing until the beginning of November. After the teacher, Mr. Crawford, had finished giving them a brief of what they'd be doing, he'd gone straight to where they had left off last time they had been here.
Quinn quickly found herself focusing intensely on the task at hand. She was oddly thankful that something had finally taken her mind off of Rachel. Not because she didn't want to think about the other girl of course, but because she didn't want to have the brunette plaguing her thoughts when she wasn't with her, it was verging on torture. Because of her intense focus, Quinn found herself performing much better than she had before. It bought about a rich satisfaction that mixed with her already cheerful mood.
Her life experiences tried to warn her that the higher you are the further you can fall, but she didn't care. At the end of the lesson a few of her classmates complimented her on her great performance. She had to admit, playing as a character that was completely broken was difficult when her life felt so right, but apparently she had pulled it off perfectly.
Once she was outside, she met up with Hannah and they walked back to their dormitory. The red-haired girl was leaving again this weekend and they'd planned to eat dinner before she left. Quinn threw in a quick microwave dinner and helped Hannah pack a few things.
"Sorry that I'm going again, it's just that my Nephew is so adorable! I'll take some pictures this time to show you," Hannah beamed after she had swallowed a mouthful of food.
"It's no problem, I'd go too if I was in your situation," Quinn smiled reassuringly.
"You'll be okay though? You can come with me if you don't want to be here on your own, you know."
Quinn nodded and looked at her food, "its okay, I won't be alone. I have a friend visiting." The blonde hadn't told her roommate about what had happened the weekend before, and she planned to keep it that way for a while. Whilst she and Hannah were now friends, she still didn't know how much she could trust the girl and she didn't want other people knowing yet.
"Oh okay," Hannah replied, simply.
The two girls' hugged goodbye before Hannah exited the dorm. The blonde smiled as she threw herself onto the sofa, knowing Rachel would be here soon. Just one night's sleep and the Brunette would be here with her. She was impatient for the next day to come, so she showered before putting on a tank top and some underwear. Being tired from the day of hard work, once she was on her bed, she didn't find it difficult to wander into unconsciousness.
A violent knocking forced the ex-cheerio out of her slumber. A groan escaped her lips as she crawled off of her bed reluctantly. Why would anyone be up this early? She shuffled towards the door with heavy eyelids, checking her face in the mirror briefly as she passed it. She looked like a tragic mess. She tried to quickly re adjust her hair before she opened the door.
"Good morning!" A cheerful voice sang. Quinn blinked a few times before she processed that a human being had attached itself to her. She felt as though her ribs were crushing in the possessive grip of a hungry python. "Rach, I can't breathe..." she managed, and the brunette instantly let her go. The smile that was present on the other girls face made Quinn's heart light up. She couldn't remember a time that anyone besides her mother had looked that happy to see her.
"Sorry," Rachel stuttered, her grin still present. It took Quinn a while to realise she was staring at the girl. This was still slightly strange to her, and she could tell that it was the same for Rachel. Awkwardness was something Quinn wanted to avoid; she didn't want this to feel strange. She needed to make this feel natural. Whilst she looked into the Diva's eyes she realised it already did, it was just the years spent as enemies that made the concept strange. "Hey," she mumbled, happily.
"Hey Girlfriend," Rachel replied, before giggling to herself. The blonde furrowed her eyebrows. What was funny? "Don't worry, I just remembered something," The brunette chuckled, before pulling Quinn into a softer hug. Girlfriend.
Quinn waddled backwards, leading Rachel into the room whilst maintaining the hug. To anyone else, it would have looked comical, but Quinn simply had a desire to stay close to Rachel for as long as possible. She used her foot to close the door before they found themselves in the Kitchen. Her lips met the soft skin of Rachel's cheek as she muttered, "I missed you way too much for just a week." The blonde felt Rachel's smile against her own skin seeing as their faces were practically pressed together.
"I missed you too," Rachel breathed. Quinn played with the ends of Rachel's hair that fell down her back and grinned. Her mind was in a haze. It was like she had just met a celebrity and didn't really know what to do with herself, all while a million endorphins rushed to her brain.
They pulled away eventually, and Quinn offered to make Rachel breakfast. "No thank you, we can grab some whilst were out!" She shouted. Out? Quinn hadn't planned on leaving the dorm, she wanted to snuggle with Rachel and watch the movies she'd rented on her laptop. "Quick, get ready!"
"What? Where are we going?" Quinn stuttered. She looked at the time on her microwave. "Rachel, its five am! How did you even get here this early?"
"I got here last night and stayed at a hotel. And it doesn't matter where we are going, just go and get changed, quickly!"
The blonde simply obliged, asking no more questions. She would do as the Queen demanded. She giggled to herself at that thought. Hurriedly she pulled a few of her clothes out of the chest of drawers. Quinn headed for the bathroom to change before realising she shouldn't have to do that now. Besides, she was known for her teasing. She dropped her clothes onto the floor by the bathroom door and walked in. The tiles felt cold on her bare feet. If she hadn't been fully awake before, she was now. She brushed her teeth and washed as she would every morning. As she exited the room she picked up her clothes and moved towards the beds whilst lifting her top over her head. She was facing the wall, but she didn't even have to look at the diva to know that her eyes were on her. Weirdly, she didn't even feel uncomfortable despite the fact that she had no bra on. After teasing the poor brunette a little longer, Quinn finally put on a bra and top.
She bit her lip, wondering if it would be too much to completely change in front of the other girl. The idea made her feel slightly uncomfortable also. Despite being considered a confident person, she was slightly self conscious beneath the exterior. She walked towards the bunk bed, which was slightly concealed from Rachel's view, and began changing her bottom half.
Hysterical laughter escaped her when she walked back towards Rachel. The brunettes face was red, and she was avoiding eye contact with Quinn at all costs. "Did I embarrass you?" The blonde taunted.
"No, not at all Quinn, I...I merely," Rachel stuttered, which caused Quinn to laugh more, cutting the diva off. Rachel lightly slapped Quinn's upper arm, and rolled her eyes,
"So, where are we going?" Quinn asked.
Within fifteen minutes, the two girls were standing at the bottom of a rocky hill. Quinn knew where they were, and she wasn't looking forward to walking to the top. East Rock Park had been a place Quinn had wanted to visit, but she hadn't had the time recently. Now she knew why Rachel had insisted that the blonde bought her camera. She turned to face Rachel, shaking her head with a grin. "Can't we drive up this?" She asked. The diva shook her head, "Nope."
She glared at Rachel, attempting to show some form of defiance. It was only five thirty in the morning, and Quinn was still slightly sleepy. "If we drive up, you'll have less chance to get some nice pictures," Rachel argued.
"It's still dark..."
"Exactly, and all the rock loving night creatures will still be up and awake!"
"The most interesting thing you'll find up there is a Squirrel, Rach," Quinn sighed, deciding it was best to give in. Rachel noticed her defeated look, and grabbed her hand with a satisfied grin. The two girls made their way towards the public footpath that would lead them to the top of the rocky cliffs.
The blonde tried her hardest not to complain, but around three minutes into the walk she swore she could punch Rachel in the face. How could anyone possibly enjoy walking this early? Regardless, she took a few pictures on the way up, mainly of Rachel being weird. Quinn couldn't remember feeling this tired and physically exhausted since she was on the Cheerio's. The brunette's unshakable happiness made it worth it though.
Eventually, they reached the flat land of the top. She knew that there was a monument in the park somewhere, but it was only just starting to get light so she couldn't see it. Rachel led her to a nice patch of grass where she sat down. The blonde frowned at first; the floor would be wet from dew. After a few moments of reluctant silence, Rachel spoke, "Come on, Quinn, sit down, it'll be nice trust me." Quinn looked at the brunette and sighed. "Or I guess you could take pictures nearer the edge, wherever's best. Don't get too close though," she continued. Take pictures of what? Then she realised that the sun hadn't risen. Seriously, this was why she woke me up so early?
This was actually the perfect place to snap up images of a sunrise though, she couldn't deny. She smiled, "I know," she smiled, scanning her eyes for the monument. When she saw it in the dim light, she moved slightly so that it would be in the side of the image along with the sunrise. The girls waited patiently, and Rachel slowly moved to stand by Quinn.
"Rach, as much as I like you, you're breathing right into my ear and it's distracting," she joked, but she felt a pang of guilt as Rachel inched away solemnly, apologetically muttering.
"Don't worry, once I have the pictures you can stand as close as you want," she smiled, rolling her eyes at Rachel's pout.
"Can we sit down and wait for the sunrise? I think the monument would look better silhouetted when the sun's a little higher," Rachel said.
"Oh wow, you're so corny," Quinn beamed as she turned to face the other girl. "We're only a week into the relationship and you want to watch the sunrise with me?" She raised her eyebrows with a playful grin. The brunette looked at the floor bashfully, God she's so adorable. "I have been known to enjoy the more dramatic side of life," Rachel muttered, "And I want to show you that I'm serious about this, because of all the stuff that happened before... I don't know, I guess it could feel like I didn't really think it through, but I want you to know that I meant what I said before, Quinn. I really like you."
Quinn sucked in her lips to stop her grin from spreading across her face anymore than it had. She couldn't stop her arms from embracing the diva, as she snuggled her face into Rachel's hair. The weird feeling was starting to wear off, the more time she spent with Rachel as her girlfriend, the more she felt like it was natural. After the hug had ended, Quinn let her hand drop to Rachel's as she grabbed a hold of it and wandered to where they had been before. Rachel sat, and Quinn was still hesitant. She loved this outfit and didn't want to get it muddy or covered in dew. "You are so fussy, Quinn," Rachel stated, and she pulled off her jacket and threw it on the floor next to her. "There, sit on that," Quinn was worried, seeing as Rachel sounded genuinely irritated, but she sat down and waited.
Once Rachel leaned into the blonde, she knew that the diva had only been messing with her; she wasn't as annoyed as she had made out. Quinn smiled and wrapped her arm around the other girl's waist.
"So corny," the blonde sang out, mockingly. She felt Rachel's sharp intake of breath when she said that.
"I like musicals, so you took me to see one," Rachel stated, "and you like beautiful things, so I'm taking you to see one, what's so corny about that?"
Quinn sighed in defeat. It was true, and she guessed it made sense. "It still doesn't change the fact that I feel like I'm in some cheesy Rom-com right now," Quinn jeered with a grin. It was nice though, and the idea that Rachel had put this much thought into it made her soul melt. Her arm held the brunette closer as she happily let this warm feeling soak through her body. "I do appreciate it though, honestly, I've never seen a sunrise," Quinn rushed. She didn't want to offend Rachel, she honestly would enjoy it.
As a slither of the sun became visible over the bumpy horizon of buildings, Quinn used her free hand to hold up her camera. She fiddled with the camera cap, trying to get it off without removing her left arm from Rachel's waist, and the failed attempts resulted in her dropping the camera several times. Eventually, Rachel rolled her eyes and took it off for her. Quinn thanked her, and then held up the camera to snap some images. After a while, Quinn grew bored of the sunset as she couldn't get any more varied pictures. The two of them flicked through them, there were only around 10, but each one looked just as good as the next.
The blonde, however, wasn't looking at the images. She was watching Rachel's eyes, wanting to see how she'd react to them. Every time Rachel smiled, she did too. She found herself lost in her thoughts. The blonde had never really felt this synchronized with someone before. She wanted nothing more than to see the Brunette happy. Since Quinn had confessed her romantic interest in Rachel, the other girl had been completely defying Quinn's expectations. But then again, Rachel had being doing that every time Quinn had given her the chance. When Quinn had shown her vulnerable side to her she had tried her best to help Quinn, which contradicted the blonde's idea that Rachel was selfish. Once Quinn had allowed her to be her friend, she had been calm and polite, not bossy and demanding as the ex-cheerio would have expected.
And now that Rachel was her girlfriend, she had once again exceeded Quinn's expectations. It was as though all she wanted to do was please the blonde, and Quinn wanted to do exactly the same.
Rachel had been looking straight back at her. She looked so confused, and it made Quinn laugh. She must have zoned out staring straight into Rachel's pupils. "Sorry," She muttered before pressing her lips to Rachel's. It wasn't deep or passionate, it was simple. All she wanted to do was to show Rachel that she was thinking about her, and that she was one hundred percent happy with this situation. She wanted Rachel to feel appreciated, needed and loved, the same way Rachel had made Quinn feel in the space of only a week.
"I'm so glad you feel the same way about me," Quinn mumbled into Rachel's lips, with her nose pressed to hers. "I was so..." she paused, thinking of the right word, "Angry at myself when you rejected me." Yes, that was how she had felt. "And I was angry at you, and Finn," she finished.
"I'm sorry. I can understand that you felt angry at me and Finn, but why yourself?" Rachel asked, pulling back slightly, but leaving her hands on the blonde's arms.
"For being delusional," Quinn stated seriously, but then a sly smile tugged at her lips, "But it turns out, I wasn't." Rachel smiled too.
"I'm glad you did what you did though," Rachel spoke, "I don't think I would have realised on my own. It was all there, of course, but it didn't all come together until you kissed me. Once I'd gotten past the initial shock it was kind of like and, 'Oh... of course' moment."
"Well, I'm happy you didn't leave me hanging too long, or I might have ended up cutting you off completely," Quinn mumbled, slowly closing in the distance between their faces.
"That would have been a shame," Rachel said, but neither of them were focusing on the conversation anymore. The blonde's finger snaked through Rachel's hair as she pressed her lips to the other girls a second time. The two were more passionate this time, as their tongue's quickly found each other. Her eyes slowly drooped shut as she found herself smiling into the kiss. To anyone who had known the two in high school, she knew this would seem weird. To her though, even though it had only been a week, it felt like this should have happened a long time ago. Once the kiss had ended, she wasn't shy to voice her thoughts.
"Why didn't I just tell you sooner?" She sighed.
"Things might not have gone the same way. I mean, back in high school I was so set on Finn, I probably would have continued to turn you down, and we could have distanced from each other," Rachel said, "Timing is important."
Quinn nodded in agreement. That made sense.
They sat on their patch of the grass looking at the view, enjoying one another's presence as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
Her mind hazily told her that she was running along the edge of the cliff. She just wanted a picture of the beautiful bird that was flying by, that was all. A rock below her foot crumbled slightly, and her whole body went hurtling over the edge.
She awoke with a jolt. Above her the sky had turned blue. She rubbed her eyes, she must've fallen asleep. Slowly, she pushed herself up. Where the fuck... Where was Rachel? She turned around to look behind her, and Rachel's face consumed her vision. A scream escaped her lips, and the brunette fell into a fit of giggles. "Good morning," she grinned before pointing to Quinn's cheek, "I think the grass made a pattern on your face." She rolled her eyes, running her hand across her cheek. She could feel the small indents of blades of grass and sighed. She probably looks ridiculous.
"How long have I been sleeping?" She yawned, stretching. Rachel's face suddenly became serious, "It's Sunday."
Quinn –embarrassingly- actually believed Rachel for a few seconds before she playfully slapped her side, laughing. "Don't do that, I thought you were being serious!"
"You've been asleep for about an hour," the brunette said, smiling. Quinn nodded in acknowledgment and look around the area. Children were now running around with big grins on their faces, holding delicious looking ice creams. "Would you mind if I got an ice cream?" Quinn asked, wondering if the diva would be offended. Rachel shook her head, and Quinn reached into her bag to get some money. "I can buy you some vegan ice cream later; I know a place that sells it," Quinn stated happily.
Once Quinn had satisfied her ice cream craving, the pair decided to explore the East Rock Park some more. Quinn finally got her image of the monument, but was disappointed she hadn't been able to capture it as a silhouette against a nice orange sky. She also got a few that altered the perspective to make it look as though Rachel was leaning on it. The diva grabbed Quinn's arms and dragged her forwards, politely asking a woman who was passing by to take their picture. She got a little uncomfortable, not wanting to trust a stranger with her camera, but she got past it. Her next concern was actually being in the photo. She hated it, always preferring to be behind the camera and never in the image. Once Rachel's hand found hers, however, her insecurities were set aside.
The woman kindly took several photos and then handed the camera back with a smile. The two thanked her, before happily looking at them. "This one is going in my picture frame. I've had it for a while, but it's so pretty that I wanted an important picture to go in it," Rachel said. Quinn gazed at her with a dopey grin, she was so sweet. How could she have ever treated this amazing girl badly? She scolded herself, it was in the past now, they were past it.
They carried on walking around, Quinn had forgotten about her camera for now. The two were simply walking in silence with their hands merged together as they enjoyed the views.
After they had both grown tired, they found themselves at the bottom of the hill once again. The car park had filled a lot more since they had got here, so finding Quinn's care was difficult. The blonde had climbed into the car, expecting to drive home, but of course Rachel had other plans. The car's boot opened and Rachel pulled out a cooler bag. "What's that?" Quinn asked, wondering how it had even got into her car.
"Our picnic," Rachel sang. Quinn's eyebrows furrowed.
"How did you get it into my car? When did you make it?" Quinn didn't entirely care, she was just confused. The rumbling in her stomach told her to stop asking questions and just eat.
"I made it late last night once I came up with the idea. And as for getting it into your car, I'm a ninja."
"A ninja? You're such a dork," Quinn laughed as she got out of the car, closing the door behind her. Rachel led her up to a nice grassy area just below the cliffs that had a few picnic tables.
Happily, Quinn bit into a sandwich Rachel had prepared. It was vegan ham, but Quinn didn't mind, it actually tasted nice. "Wow," was all she could say. A slightly smug smile hit Rachel's face, but Quinn didn't even bother rolling her eyes at the diva, she was too busy enjoying the food.
After a while of simply watching Quinn eat with an eyebrow raised, Rachel spoke. "You have an appetite today," she chuckled. The blonde simply nodded. "I haven't had breakfast because you woke me up at crazy o'clock and dragged me out."
"It was worth it though?" Rachel said, half questioning.
Quinn smiled, "Of course."
"I really like this," the brunette piped up out of nowhere. They were driving back to Quinn's dorm, and had been relatively silent, apart from Rachel's singing. Quinn peered at her out of the corner of her eye. "Like what?" Quinn asked.
"Spending time with you," Rachel stated, before humming along to the song on the radio. Quinn nodded.
"I like it too," she agreed. They pulled up in the campus car park, and both happily made their way towards the dormitory.
Once they were inside, Quinn didn't quite know what to do. She awkwardly sat at the table, thinking of something to say. "Crap, I forgot to stop at the vegan ice cream place," she said suddenly. She wasn't sure why she felt so out of place all of a sudden.
"Its fine, Quinn, I wasn't really hungry anyway," the other girl smiled. Quinn nodded, remembering the movies she had rented.
"Do you want to watch a movie?"
Rachel had agreed, and the pair were snuggled on the sofa with Quinn balancing the laptop on her leg. Every now and then, Rachel would scream and pull herself closer into Quinn. The blonde felt her face flush a few times when Rachel had accidentally buried her face into Quinn's boobs, but deep down she didn't mind. She realised now why she had felt awkward before, she had been feeling guilty about admiring some of Rachel's attributes. Now that the girls were so close, however, Quinn was finding it difficult to ignore.
Rachel's legs had slowly managed to become tangled in Quinn's. The fact that both girls were only in their underwear didn't help. It had become too hot in the room. Eventually, Quinn felt herself biting on her lips to ignore what she was feeling. She couldn't focus on the film any longer; she could only focus on erasing the thoughts she had from her mind.
Those thoughts flew back into her mind as quickly as she had gotten rid of them seeing as Rachel was obviously feeling the same way. Soft, parted lips pressed to her neck as the brunette turned her body slightly to face Quinn, and not the laptop. Quinn sighed into Rachel's ear happily.
The diva slowly moved her face upwards to kiss at Quinn's jaw before she found the blonde's lips. She heard something crash against the floor, but she didn't care, it was only her laptop. She desperately met Rachel's lips, and tried to show her that she wanted this as much as the Brunette did. She was sure Rachel had gotten the picture when she felt the divas hand slide under her top. Woah, Rachel was defying Quinn's expectations left, right and centre today. This was not something she'd ever pictured the other girl initiating.
Rachel made her way back down Quinn's neck, occasionally letting her tongue make contact with the blonde skin. Quinn only began to process what was happening when Rachel's lips found her collar bone, and began to descend even further.
Oh God, wow, she thought to herself. It was way too early for this surely? Quinn wasn't even sure if she and Rachel had the same intentions. Could this be damaging to their relationship? She didn't want this to be simply about sex. Stop thinking, just enjoy, she snapped at herself. But her paranoid side wouldn't shut up. Once Rachel had reached Quinn's abdomen, she pulled away. The brunette bit her lip nervously. Their eyes met, and somehow Quinn knew that Rachel was asking her if she was okay with this. As well as that, she was asking for support. Rachel had never done this before, and Quinn could tell she was nervous.
Regretfully, Quinn shock her head. "No, this is getting too heated too fast," Quinn said, suddenly becoming very self aware. Rachel looked down, embarrassed. "I'm not saying I don't want to, I just...It's only been a week Rachel," she sighed, "Don't bad things always happen to couples that move too fast?" Rachel nodded, gazing back at Quinn again.
"Sorry, I just... yeah. That was very unlike me...you just uhm. I find you very attractive Quinn, as you know, you're very pretty, I just uhm... well. Clearly I find you attractive, it's just... In a moment of impulsiveness, I just went with it. I'm very sorry Quinn, it won't happen until we've properly discussed it," Rachel stuttered. There was a small pause before Quinn burst out laughing.
"Rachel, you don't have to feel awkward with me, honestly. I understand," she said, playfully, "its fine, honestly." Rachel nodded, still slightly embarrassed, so Quinn pulled her in for a hug to break the tension.
"How about dinner and then we can sleep?" Quinn smiled. She found Rachel's bashfulness to be adorable, and couldn't help but smile. Again, Rachel nodded, "Yeah that sounds good," she said, a smile finally finding her face.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the fluff guys because... well, you'll see. I know it's not one of the most dramatic chapters, but I still hope you weren't disappointed!
I'll definitely have the next chapter up quicker than this one.
If you liked the chapter, then please review; let me know what you liked! (And what you didn't)