Quinn stares at Tiago's plate. They're having Chinese, together with Holly. Quinn finished her dish, but she's still hungry. Tiago has always been a slow eater. Quinn hopes he won't finish his dish and leave the rest for her. She knows having too much Chinese isn't good for her weight, which is of paramount importance considering that she's the captain of the Cheerios, but she resolves to run it off later. If Tiago stops kissing her, that is.

As she watches him eat, she thinks back to the past two weeks. They have been nothing short of wonderful. Tiago is the best, sweetest, cutest and best-looking boyfriend ever, in her humble opinion. He pouts when she calls him cute or adorable - he's still a bit of a macho, but oh so whipped, and he knows it. She's crazy about him, and he's making it very clear that he's crazy about her too. He's always hugging her and sneaking up for kiss. He was affectionate as a friend, but as a boyfriend, it's about a gazillion times worse. But Quinn doesn't mind. She feels safer and more loved than ever before.

Some of her fellow cheerleaders are jealous, but almost everyone accepted that it was inevitable. Most people apparently had seen this coming for years. Sometimes, she wonders if she's the only one who never knew Tiago was in love with her. Mercedes is convinced that Quinn is blind. "A blind fool," those were her exact words. She just feels so complete, getting to call Santiago Lopez her boyfriend. The thought of a future with him doesn't scare her. She wouldn't mind being Quinn Lopez, or Quinn Fabray Lopez.

"So, babe, I have an extra practice this afternoon," Tiago says between two bites. "You'll have to pick me up from there if we want to make dinner with Sam, Mercedes, Mike and Brittany. Also, tonight's my treat."

Quinn sighs. "I'm not poor, Tiago. I can pay my own way. And I think I'll just go with you to practice, run a few laps or read a book."

He smiles. "You're perfect, you know that?"

Quinn rolls her eyes playfully. "All I know is that I want the rest of your food."

"I'm going to starve," Tiago replies dramatically.

Quinn shrugs. "I want your food. Come on, you never finish it anyway."

"Okay, but I want extra kisses to make it up to me later on."

"Sure thang, baby," Quinn winks, putting on a heavy Southern drawl.

"You guys are sickening. I might have to see a dentist soon," Holly says in fake annoyance. "And here I was, thinking it was a good thing the two of you finally saw the light."

"It will be a good thing tonight," Tiago winks.

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Quinn decides to just take a book to Tiago's soccer practice - she doesn't feel much like using the boys' showers, risking someone walking in on her. The Cheerios' changing room and showers are locked, and coach Sylvester is the only one with a key.

She settles down on a bench with a clear view of the field. She grins when she sees his Captain's arm band - it still fills her with such an immense feeling of pride. She watches the guys warm up and waves at Tiago as he runs by. Then she gets back to her book.

She manages to drown out the sounds of the boys on the soccer field - the shouts, the coach's whistle, the instructions. She's reading yet another book from Tiago's room. Quinn doesn't need a public library with Tiago Lopez as her boyfriend. He's a huge nerd, and she loves it.

After a little while, she puts her book down and decides to watch the game. After all these years, she knows the rules of soccer. She even enjoys playing it herself occasionally. When Tiago makes a goal, she whoops and hollers, not caring one single bit about the attention she attracts. She gets up and runs over to him.

The smile on his face is adorable. The sweat streaming down from his body is rather disgusting, but she doesn't care. She throws her arms around his neck and gives him a deep kiss as a reward. Normally, she's not fond of abundant PDA, but she makes exceptions. She knows this will give Tiago the confidence he needs to get over his silly notion that his scoring a goal is just pure luck.

The other guys of course whistle and joke. Not many girlfriends care enough to join them at practice. Quinn stands on the tips of her toes and whispers in Tiago's ear: "If you make two more goals, I'll think about second base tonight."

"Are you being serious?" he asks, a bit confused. Quinn knows he's fine with waiting, but she's just a girl of flesh and blood. She has needs to.

"I always am," she winks before jogging back to her bench.

Tiago stares after her, completely dumbfounded. He only returns to the land of the living when Patrick grabs his shoulders and shakes him.

Tiago scores five more goals.

A/N: I know this is a short one, but it's just a filler :)