I don't own Glee, I just love it a lot!
Quinn watches the moving truck pull away. She's getting ready to go back into her new apartment, when she hears honking. She sees a black truck pull up beside her and smiles when she sees the Puckerman Landscaping logo.
"Hey, neighbor!" Puck says through the rolled down window.
"Neighbor?" asks Quinn.
He points to the apartment at the end of the row. "Yep, that's me right over there. You got any company tonight?"
"Nope, it's just me and a ton of boxes to unpack." She says, still stunned she has managed to move into Puck's building.
"Well, I'm throwing some burgers on the grill in about half an hour if you wanna come down?"
She's nervous, she hasn't seen Puck in a long time, but he seems friendly and she is starving. "Sure, I'd like that."
"Cool, see you in a bit." And he drives down the street a little and parks.
She heads back inside and looks around at her mountain of boxes. Her first thought is she should change out of her moving clothes. But it's just Puck, and she can't even begin to figure out where her clothes are. She grabs her toiletries bag and brushes her teeth and combs her hair and decides that will have to do. She makes her bed and a finds the few kitchen things she will need for breakfast tomorrow and then walks over to Puck's.
She has picked these apartments, well, townhouses, really, because they are in a quiet part of town and are pretty new. She's never lived anywhere on her own before. She knocks on his door and hears him shout "Come in!" from somewhere inside. She pushes open the door, curious about his home. She's never been in a place that was decorated by him before. She never went to his house in High School, and his mom bought all the things for his dorm room. She's surprised to see it's just normal furniture and not all black leather and chrome or something...sexier. His apartment is laid out just like hers and she walks through his living room and kitchen/dining room, before she sees him out side on the patio. She feels a little bad, because it's obvious that he's showered and put on clean jeans and a blue t-shirt. He looks really at home on the small patio. He has a table and comfy chairs and a ton of plants. It's funny to think of him caring for plants, but obviously he is good at it.
He smiles at her and tells her to have a seat, the burgers will be done soon. He takes his beer inside and comes back with sweet tea for both of them. He's made fries to go with the burgers. It's a little awkward at first, but soon they are talking about Mike and Tina's upcoming wedding and the ultrasound pictures Artie posted on Facebook last week and it gets easier. He thinks it's funny that all of them are so grown up know, and mentions Finn and Rachel are engaged. He freezes, hoping that isn't a painful subject, and is glad when she doesn't seem to mind. He steers the conversation toward work though and tells her all about the crazy client he had for his last job. It's starting to get dark, and she yawns.
"Oh, geez, sorry to be so boring!" He says with a laugh. She smiles and tells him it's been a long day and she needs to get back, but it's been a really nice evening. He offers to walk her home, and she says he doesn't need too, but he says he needs the exercise. They both laugh because it's barely four doors, but she lets him. He puts his arm around her and it's been so long since someone just touched her, she lets him. They are both quiet on the walk back and it's dark at her door because she forgot to leave the porch light on. He hugs her and his face is shadowy when he kisses her cheek.
"I had a nice night, Quinn. It's good to see you again. We'll have to do it again soon."
"Sure." she says shyly. "Next time, I'll cook." She watches him leave and smiles to herself. It was a good night. It will be nice to have a friend she thinks.
They kind of fall into a routine. He comes over every Friday, his dinner skills don't extend much beyond grilling so they eat at her place, and brings a movie and sometimes take out. She cooks and he always helps load the dishwasher. He's very different from the way she remembers him. He's careful with her too. He expertly avoids subjects he thinks she won't want to talk about. He brings funny movies to cheer her up. He won't drink alcohol in front of her, even though she saw beer in his cart the one time she ran into him at the grocery. Aside from hugging her when he leaves, he doesn't ask for anything more from her. After spending so much time with her mother demanding her every free second, it's nice to have such an easy going person in her life. The first few times he came over, they sat on separate ends of the couch, but somehow by the end of every movie now, she ends up curled against his side, with his arm around her. Sometimes, she thinks about how it might be nice to lean up and kiss him. And sometimes at night, when she's really lonely, she wishes she could ask him to stay. But she's afraid to mess it up.
She hasn't asked him if he's dating someone and he hasn't asked her either. Every now and then, she thinks she might want more. But mostly, she's OK with the way things are. Her job is going well, she's done with school, and she has a friend. It's the best her life has been in a long time and she doesn't want to lose it.