Puck was sitting on Rachel's bed, like he had been for the past 25 minutes. He groaned loudly and let himself fall back onto the pillows. "Rachel!" he whined. "Why does it always take you forever to get ready! You look beautiful, the way you were when I arrived."

"Noah, I appreciate the compliments, I really do, but you never know who might be there waiting to sweep me off my feet and live happily ever after, or even better, a director who will see my true star potential!" Rachel berated him through the mirror as she applied more eyeliner. "Besides you weren't complaining when I was touching up your features, now were you?"

Puck rolled his eyes and groaned some more. "We're going to miss the show, if you take much longer!"

"Fine Puck! I'm ready let's go." She stormed out of her bathroom.

Puck jumped up off the bed and grabbed her arm before she could get to far away. "You look great Rach, every guy there tonight, will be floored." He smiled at her.

Rachel smiled up at him. "Thank you Noah, that was really sweet of you."

Puck smirked "I know," before sauntering out of the door before her.

Rachel growled, "and then you ruin it, ass." She said as she followed him out of the door.

"You love me Rachel, isn't that why you had that huge, almost obsessive crush on me in high school?" Puck teased her as he opened the door for her.

Rachel smirked inwardly when she stood on his foot, adding a little extra pressure on the heel. "That was before I found out you only played football to drool over the team, oh I have also been meaning to ask you, Is the reason that you played wide receiver have anything to do with that fact that you you're a catcher?"

Puck let out a muffled cry when his foot was crushed before he moved on the next shock of Rachel's words. "Would you kindly stop making innuendo's of my sexual preference…and it's just a coincidence if you must know." He grumbled as he caught up with her, ignoring the throbbing in his left foot. Rachel just smiled inwardly, it wasn't very often, she could one up her best friend, and oh, did it feel good.

Puck rolled his eyes and threw his arm over her shoulder before walking the relatively short distance to the theatre.

Finn had been nervous all day; he couldn't really focus on anything. He had said good bye to Kurt shortly after they had left the coffee shop. He arrived at the theatre just over forty-five minutes early, but the butterflies in his stomach hadn't gone away even during warm ups. Finally as he was sitting down in front of the mirror to apply his stage make up, he finally calmed himself down. It had been a long time since he'd been this nervous for a show, but knowing that Puck, his newest crush, was sitting out there in the audience waiting for the show to open just made the butterflies start up all over again. Taking one last breath he prepped himself for one last moment before walking out on stage and starting the show with his first big dance routine.

Puck was sitting next to Rachel as she was constantly muttering about all of the things she would have done differently. He just smiled at her and put his hand on her knee, to get her to quiet down, before the woman in front of her, got annoyed even more and turned around to yell at her. He focused his attention on the stage and ignored the teenage girls sitting next to him singing along under their breath, come on like he couldn't hear them, damn kids! Puck like watching the big group numbers more than anything, since dancing was one of his biggest passions, so when the cast all came out on stage for Good Morning Baltimore, he watched how they all interacted with each other, and tried to catch anyone who was out of step. It was at times like this that he hated being a choreographer, as every mistake made his blood boil. His eyes landed on a certain familiar face almost at the same time that Rachel let out a small gasp, they looked at each other and both mouthed. "No Way!"

Finn was singing along to the song, keeping one eye on what was happening on stage and the other on the audience, trying to find a familiar face. Smirking slightly when he caught Puck's eye, watching him intently.

Puck watched Finn, uh, the show until intermission and found that he was in quite a good mood. Rachel stood up and stretched. "Well, this is a surprise isn't it, who knew my little Noah, would fall for a man on Broadway?" she smiled smugly.

"I haven't fallen…" Puck said in retort.

"Noah, you frowned every time he went off stage, and sat up, or leaned forward whenever he came on…" Rachel pointed out.

"Did not"

"You did too."

"No, I didn't."

"I'm not doing this with you Noah, now, I'd like a glass of wine please, white." She said as she smiled sweetly.

Puck rolled his eyes and got up. "Fine, but you're standing in line with me." He said as he grabbed her hand and went out into the lobby. As they stood in the line that never seemed to move, a big bounce built man walked up to Puck. "You Puck?" the big man asked in a deep voice.

Rachel stepped closer to him out of habit and laced her arm through his as he responded with a "Yeah."

The bouncer held out an envelope for Puck to take, which he did, and then the big man went back into the theatre. Rachel looked at him expectantly. "Well…"

Puck rolled his eyes and opened the envelope and pulled out a single sheet of paper, unfolded it and began to read, as Rachel did the same.

Come backstage after the show

Gus, the guy who gave you this will be waiting for you at the stage door.

- Finn

Puck smiled at the letter and ignored Rachel's gushing on how romantic it was, and how it's a modern day Shakespeare play, and how jealous she was. He tucked the letter in his jacket pocket, purchased Rachel her glass of wine and one for himself, and since, he didn't know Finn was in the show, bought a pack of plain M&Ms to give to him. It wasn't much, but it was something.

When the show finished he came back on with the rest of the cast, sending one last smirk to Puck in the audience before heading backstage, hoping that Puck got his note telling him to meet him backstage.

The second act seemed to take decades, but as soon as the cast did their final bows, Rachel was pushing Puck towards the same guy, Gus, who had given Puck the note from Finn at Intermission, and told him to make her dream come true. Puck rolled his eyes but followed the burly man backstage to a dressing room, who proceeded to leave him at the door. Cast members walked past him not giving him a second look. Puck went into the dressing room shyly, "Well if I had known, I would have brought a coffee with me, just as a thanks!"

Looking up from where he was removing his makeup in the mirror he grinned brightly at Puck, slightly relieved that Puck had actually come."'You came. Nah, I'm always too pumped up on adrenaline after shows anyways, if you gave me coffee as well I'd probably bounce off the walls." Moving over he pulled Puck further into the dressing room, sitting him down in one of chairs before going back to taking off his makeup. 'Did you enjoy the show?'

"Of course I came, Rachel would probably tell you that she dragged me back here, but she always makes things bigger than they really are." He laughed as he was sat down in the chair. "The show? Well I think that some parts kept my attention more than others, but overall I am very glad I came tonight. Who knew that I was serving a celebrity for the past few months." Puck chuckled.

Chuckling slightly he looked at Puck through the mirror, 'Celebrity? I wouldn't go that far. Which were your favorites?' Finishing up taking off his makeup he turned and leaned his hip against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest.

Puck laughed and crossed his legs moving down into the chair. "Now if I told you all that, then, well how about, I didn't like the screechy voice of the lead....at all" Puck smirked avoiding the direct question and ignored the blush that was slowly creeping to his cheeks

Finn winced slightly as he remembered just how screechy Tina's voice had been tonight. She was supposed to have quit smoking months ago but Finn had caught her a few times out back of the theatre with a light. 'Yeah, she's been a bit...off lately, but I hope that didn't ruin the rest of the show for you?' He stared at Puck worriedly, still nervous about him being there.

Puck laughed. "The rest of the show was great, especially the parts where you were on stage, you have really great stage presence." Puck smiled over at him. "Here, I got you something" He remembered and stood up and pulled out a pack of M&Ms that he bought from the concession stand for Finn. "For a great job tonight, and well I didn't know, and I didn't know if you liked flowers of whatever, so here." he said as he walked over to Finn and handed them to him.

Smiling happily he took the bag of M&M's from Puck, brushing his fingers slightly against the back of his hand. 'Thanks, for everything. And it's a good thing you didn't bring me flowers, I've got the worst allergies.' Grinning self-deprecatingly he turned to put the bag on the counter. 'Hey, would you want to go get something to eat with me after this?' Finn avoiding looking at Puck, hoping deep down that Mercedes' information had been right and he wasn't about to make a huge fool out of himself.

Puck smiled to himself. "Well then I am really glad that I didn't quickly run and buy flowers then," and then he laughed. He watched silently, as chills rand up his spine from the brief touch on his hand. He kept his focus as Finn put his so called present into his bag. "I'd love to, I mean if a celebrity such as yourself can be seen with a struggling actor like myself." he teased.

Finn grinned widely before turning away, so Puck wouldn't see how excited he was. 'Cool, if you give me a few minutes I'll get changed out of my costume and we can head out. Is your friend Rachel still out there?

Finn was so cute, and he was going to get a chance to see him undress? Maybe? Maybe that was too fast... DAMN IT! He had totally forgotten about Rachel. He pulled out his phone and texted her.

He just invited me to grab some dinner with him! Give me a minute and I'll walk you home, be out in a second.

"Yeah she's out there, probably cursing out the girl that 'stole' her part." he laughed. His phone vibrated with a text back from Rachel

"I'm a big girl Noah, have fun and come over after and tell me all about it. Get him Tiger!"

Moving to the screen at the back of the room he started to take his shirt off, his voice muffled by the fabric. "Oh yeah? What part did she try out for?" Throwing the shirt over the screen he quickly finished changing before coming out to see Puck looking at his phone. "That her?"

Puck didn't think he would ever hate a screen, but he had been proven wrong. He shrugged even though Finn couldn't see him. "Just a chorus role this time, umm Debra Brenda or something, I can never keep up with all of her auditions." He sent a text quickly back to Rachel

"You're the best, I'll be over whenever I'm done. You're the best!"

He looked up when Finn came out from behind the screen. "Yeah, she said that she is going to head out and that you did a great job up their tonight" he was sure Rachel would want him to tell him so if she wasn't going to get to say it to himself "and yeah, you really were great up there." He smiled and looked up at him, Finn was tall, which was a definite plus in his book.

Finn gleed happily on the inside when he learned that Rachael wasn't going to be joining them. Turning, he gestured for Puck to go out before him. "Sounds good, but I'd like to meet her sometime to gossip about my cast members." Chuckling he led the way out of the theatre and headed to his favorite diner. "So what do you do, when you're not feeding my caffeine addiction?"

"Oh well she will probably blab you're ear off if you're not careful, but she'd love every second of it" Puck laughed before he continued on, "Well, when I am not burning myself on steamed milk and sleeping, I audition, take dance classes, voice lessons, like any other struggling actor in this city, I also write songs, and um, go out occasionally with friends. What about you Hotshot? What takes up all of your time?"

Finn chuckled at the description of Rachel, figuring that she would be pretty cool to hang with. "You audition? What've you tried out for?" Thinking about Puck's question he just shrugged his shoulders, "I do what most people do, not much; most of my time is taken up with school and shows, so I don't get to go out often. The party where I met Mercedes at was the first time in months that I had gone out."

"Oh god Mercedes is always going out! That girl can party! I didn't realize this when she took me out for my 21st a few months ago, and I swear to you I was hung-over for a week!" he laughed. "I've auditioned for a lot of roles, make it to some callbacks, but the really lanky blonde boys' with Daddy's checkbook seem to beat me out" He laughed.

Finn frowned slightly as he thought over Puck's words "I know what you mean, I don't know how many times I've had to fight them for parts. It helps if you've got a few friends inside, and to find the directors who aren't total assholes."

"Well I guess I should start rubbing elbows now then, huh" Puck teased as he bumped his elbow with Finn's "So where are we headed to?"

Finn chuckled at Puck's joke, rolling his eyes slightly as they reached the diner. Opening the door for him he spoke up with "This is where me and some of my cast mates go every once in a while. They have the best burgers!"

He thanked Finn for holding the door and walked into the hot and crowded diner and inhaled the delicious smell "It smells so good in here; I'm always down for a good burger!"

Finn just grinned at one of the cooks behind the counter; they were so used to seeing him there that they knew his order by heart. He signaled for him to double the order, figuring Puck would probably like what he got, or at least he hoped he would. Sliding into a booth he smiled at Puck " best around, by the hand of god," Finn rattled off raising one of his hands and smirked at Puck from across the booth.

Puck smirked back at Finn's actions before beginning to tease him, "So, it seems to me like you go to the same places day in and day out as everyone seems to know your orders by heart…." He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

Finn blushed slightly at Pucks words and ran a hand through his hair, grimacing slightly at the feeling of product in his hair, "Heh, yeah…it's just easier to go to the same places, you know, don't have to learn new menus all the time."

"But then how do you experience new flavors! New people?" Puck laughed, not believing Finn was serious.

Finn chuckled, "I don't have time to do all of that!"

"Next time, I'm taking you to one of my favorite places, and I can guarantee you that there will probably be a ton of things there that you will love, it has stuff for everybody" Puck announced, his mouth watering slightly at the thought.

Grinning happily he looked up at Puck through his lashes "Next time? Well, I'll be looking forward to that"

"So will I" Puck smiled looking down into his lap. "So what exactly did you order for me handsome?" Puck spilled before he could stop himself. He visually paled and scolded himself mentally 'oh crap…oh crap! That was soooo not supposed to come out'

Finn's eyes widened at Puck's little slip up, before he grinned happily. Apparently Mercedes had been right. "Trust me…you'll like it…cutie" he added on for good measure with a smirk in Pucks direction.

Puck's cheeks took on a pink tinge at Finn's comment back to him. He pondered momentarily on where he and Finn stood and all signs were pointing to the same level. "I'll take your word for it, even though it seems a little sketch that it is all a big secret. I'll warn you now Hudson," Thank God he looked up Finn's last name in the playbill, "I'm not afraid to mess with your Venti Extra Hot, Double Whip, Non Fat White Chocolate Mocha tomorrow morning." He spoke pointedly at Finn.

Finn's mouth dropped. "What? How? Why would you think I would order that?" he spoke, cleared floored.

Puck smirked, "Tomorrow's Friday…" he replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"That doesn't even make sense" Finn laughed loudly.

Puck just raised an eyebrow in return that clearly read: "you know that was what you were going to order."

His response to the mohawked man, was an eye roll "Do you make it a habit of memorizing all your customer's orders?"

Puck had decided that he liked it when Finn blushed, so he responded to him with a cool, "Just the one that caught my eye."

Like clockwork Finn blushed and looked away just in time to see Brittany coming towards their table with their food and milkshakes "Get ready for this!"

With that statement Puck looked up just as his monstrosity of a burger was placed down in front of him with what seemed like every topping in the restaurant piled on top. He added some ketchup, and then listened, not stared at Finn' features as he wasn't looking, not at all, just listened.

Finn chatted lightly with Brittany for a minute or two, before turning his attention back to Puck, who seemed like he had been staring at him, and inwardly cheered. "Dig in, trust me it's good."

Puck looked at the burger, then at Finn, then back at the burger, before cutting it in half and picking it up and taking a large bite. Flavor exploded in Puck's mouth, flavors that you wouldn't think went well together just worked on this burger. He closed his eyes and enjoyed every second before he swallowed and smiled, "Now, that is a burger, it's delicious!" he smiled at Finn, before frowning a little, "but it means I'll have to spend a few more hours at Broadway Dance Center tomorrow just to work all of this off" he said before he shrugged and took another bite.

Through a mouthful of burger Finn spoke with a muffle "Told you!" before swallowing and taking another bite. "Now tell me if I have to go other places and experience new flavors and people" he spoke using air quotations at the end smirking over at Puck.

"You haven't even lived until you've had Alpha Epsilon's gyros, so you still do. Mama Ari knows how to cook!" he smiled.

"Mama Ari?" Finn questioned.

"Mama Arianti, she basically adopted me and became my New York mother when I first moved here since I used to go there every day sometimes twice a day for the first 3 months of living here." He smiled fondly at the mention of her. She was more of a mother than his own was anyway. He couldn't even remember the last time he spoke to her.

"I know Alpha Epsilon, I happened upon it one time when I was wandering around the city. Fantastic food, but I've actually never made it back over there again." Finn said thoughtfully.

"Well Mama Ari will be so happy when I bring you back there, she's always bugging me about not bringing-" he cut his sentence off before putting his burger down and throwing his hands up in the air and putting on a thick Greek accent "Noah! You need to bring nice young mans round here Noah! Make your mama proud!" he chuckled fondly at the memory.

Finn blushed again at Puck, or was it Noah's words before looking down and saying softly, "I'd like that…just means I'll have to bring you around to the rest of my haunts" he looked up winking at Puck.

He grinned at Finn's choice of words before responding with a similar, "I'd like that," before he decided to tease him a little bit, "but…your haunts? That sounds sort of scary, but I suppose I'll go, as long as you hold my hand." He winked.

Finn smirked and said "You can count on it." Looking at the mostly devoured burger, "So you really like it then huh?"

"Yeah, this is of the best burgers I have ever eaten." Puck smiled before finishing it up, and leaning back. Finn chuckled and continued eating. "So you must know a lot of people then if you go to the same places all the time."

"It pays to know people, then sometimes dinner can be free!" Finn chuckled.

"Says the one on Broadway…" Puck raised an eyebrow.

"You'll get there someday, you sounded pretty amazing at Starbucks this morning." Finn pointed out.

Puck smiled at the compliment, seriously his face muscles were getting a workout today with all of the smiles, a weird feeling, since he was usually passive about a lot of things. "Uh, thanks, i didn't know i was loud enough to be heard..."

'Yeah...it's what makes not being able to eat some days just to be able to be on stage for a few chance minutes...' Finn went quiet for a few moments thinking before returning his attention to Puck, smiling slightly. 'You were really good. I'm surprised you haven't gotten a part yet'

Puck flashed a big cheesy smile, "I'm just to good for them to handle, besides its just like you said, in this industry, it's all about who you know, and I, unfortunately don't know anyone yet...."

Finn snorted softly, 'Yeah, I bet you are.' Grinning he finished off his burger in one big bite, muttering around it 'well now you know me, not that that's saying much but it's something at least'

Puck smiled at Finns words, "I appreciate it, but..." he paused debating on whether or not he should speak his mind so soon, hey it worked earlier why not now. "i didn't and don't want to get to know you because you're on Broadway" he smiled and prayed Mercedes hadn't blurted his gigantic crush for weeks to Finn

Finn looked down at the table before raising his eyes to stare back at Puck from across the booth, 'I was hoping you'd say something like that.' Losing his nerve he looked away, rubbing the back of his head as he muttered out, 'Mercedes said something about you liking me, I was just too shy to say anything about it until now...'

Puck laughed before sputtering out "That Bitch! I knew she wouldn't keep her mouth shut!" he said and he put his head in his hands and onto the table. "Oh god, how much did she tell you?"

Finn let out a laugh at Puck's outburst before reaching out and placing a hand on his shoulder. 'Not much, just that there was this cute guy that she worked with named Puck that seemed to have a thing for one of his customers' Finn winked slightly at Puck, trying to let him know that it was alright and that Finn felt the same way

"This is so embarrassing!" Puck mumbled into his sleeve, before looking up and placing his hand on Finns "And for the record, it is for only one customer, or guest, as I should say" he said ignoring the tingling on his shoulder

Finn turned his hand on Puck's shoulder and laced their fingers together, placing their clasped hands on the table between them. Taking a deep breath he sighed out, "Well, that's good. I was hoping it was only one." Chancing a glance at Puck's face he squeezed the his hand

Puck looked down at the clasped hands and smiled at the small squeeze. "What make you think that the one is you?" he smirked squeezing back to let him know he was only teasing

Finn just rolled his eyes at Puck chuckling slightly. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you memorized every single drink I get and exactly how I like it was a little bit of a clue." Yeah, Finn had seen the green tea Puck had tossed into the trash when he had dropped by earlier. It was only now that he realized that it had been for him, making his heart ease up a little on the whole 'freaking out' thing.

Puck looked away and mumbled. I have no idea what you're talking about.

Finn just grinned muttering softly, 'sure sure, whatever you say...Noah'

"Wait huh? How did you...." Puck knew that he had never been called Noah in front of Finn

Finn just grinned secretively, "I have my ways." Puck didn't have to know that that 'way' was a very happily drunk Mercedes who didn't know how to stop talking when she got a few drinks in her.

Puck groaned "Of course you do, well I don't think it's fair that you know stuff about me, when I don't know anything about you..."

Finn chuckled 'Well...what do you want to know? I'm guessing you learned my last name from the playbill, but what else?'

I want to know you. What you like, don't like, what makes you angry what you look for in someone...." Puck trailed off

He ignored the first three questions as Puck would eventually find out for himself. "Well I guess I like mohawks, singing, dancing, and the theatre" he grinned at Puck. "What about you?"

Puck laughed and almost spit out his milkshake all over Finn, luckily he caught most of it. "I think I would have to agree with you."

"I think that quite possibly could have been one of the cutest and most disgusting things I have ever seen" he laughed as he wiped some of the milkshake away. Well at least we are on the same page," he smiled as he looked up which faded into a look of confusion when he saw Puck's face.

Puck's face had paled at Finn's first comment. 'Damn it!' He thought, 'I have just made a complete ass out of myself.' He looked up at the boy across from him, "uhh, sorry Finn, I didn't mean to, ya know…" he said gesturing at the mess that used to be on the table.

Finn waved him off. "It's alright! One time I was on stage drinking in the middle of a performance when one of the other cast members came by and poked me in the stomach. I ended up spewing my drink onto the lead actress, who in turn screwed up her monologue and didn't speak to me for a week." Finn laughed at himself remembering just how pissed she had been. He hoped his story would put Puck at ease, Puck's little mishap was nothing compared to what he and his cast mates got up to.

Puck looked up at Finn with a horror struck face the entire time he was telling the story. When he had finished, he let out a breath that he hadn't realized he was holding. "Oh My God! If I had ever done that to Rachel, we would no longer be friends!" Puck laughed and hooked his foot around the back of Finn's then said "Thanks for inviting me tonight. I'm having a really good time." He smiled a shy smile up at him.

Finn blushed as Puck wound their feet together, unable to believe how well his plan had worked out. Here was his biggest crush in forever and he hadn't run away with the first chance that he got. "Yeah, me too. I'm glad I got over my nerves enough to ask you to come with me." Finn wondered when they would be able to see each other again. The show was closing next week and he didn't know how often he would be able to go to Starbucks to see Puck, as he didn't exactly live close to the Time's Square one, that he visits frequently.

"One of us had too…" Puck blushed, before changing the subject. "So…besides the ruggedly handsome barista, what makes you come into our Starbucks, I mean, I know there are a couple that you would have to pass on your way from the theatre, and they are on our same block." Puck questioned.

"Honestly…You. You were the only reason I kept coming back. I'm actually not a huge fan of Starbucks. There is this local place near my apartment that I found when I first moved here that makes even better coffee." He winced slightly as he realized that Puck was the one that usually made his drinks. He really hoped he didn't piss Puck off with his words.

Puck raised his right eyebrow and leaned forward on the table. "Well as flattered as I am, I can and will guarantee you that you have not even tasted coffee until you've had one of my originals that don't follow the Starbucks drink guide…" Puck always loved a challenge.

"Ah, so you have a 'originals'? I can't wait to try them. What's your favorite?" Finn sat back in the booth, crossing his arms over his chest. If Puck wanted a challenge he could give him one.

Puck eyed Finn up and down appreciating the view, but then he regained focus and shrugged. "Judging on the drinks that you always order, it would be wrong for me to let it slip, as my favorite, will be what I will be making you tomorrow, and well since you seem to know more about me than you let on, you will have to wait in suspense." Puck smirked and finished his milkshake.

Finn just smirked, chuckling under his breath as he watched Puck finish his milkshake. "Is that a promise, because I can't wait to try it out?"

"You bet your ass it is!" Puck laughed, he was always so damn competitive, but Finn looked like he could handle it. "It will probably have you craving it in the middle of the night, when there is nothing. you. can. do. about. it." he smirked

"Well, who will I have to go for to fix my...craving?" Finn arched an eyebrow at Puck, waiting to see how he would react to Finn's flirting. He wasn't usually this forward, but there was just something about Puck that brought out his flirty side.

Puck smirked. It was official, he was falling for Finn. Anyone that can give Puck whit right back made an impression on Puck, which even though Finn already had, which caused him to smile widely. "There is only one who can satisfy that particular urge Finn." he smirked over at him taking a french fry off of Finn's plate, disregarding the ones still left on his own plate.

Grinning Finn just blushed, he didn't want to move to fast, but there was just something about him. "Is there something wrong with your dinner?" he asked looking concerned.

"Nope, yours just taste better." Puck smiled and took another. "So I was thinking…that even though it might be a little fast" he started while rubbing the back of Finn's legs with his foot. "but,wouldyoumaybewanttobemyboyfriendimeanitsokifyoudontbutilikeyouandikindofwanttobecauseimeanyourreallycuteandyeahilikeyou." He said in a rush.

He sat there dumbfounded as he tried to figure out what Puck had said, before grinning brightly. "I'd love to!" he said loudly. Embarrassed at his outburst, Finn blushed yet again slightly and played with his napkin. It was just a shame that the timing was all wrong, with him closing the show taking up the majority of the next two weeks it was going to be very hard to find a good chunk of time to spend with him. He would just have to send Kurt to check up on the, no, on his cute barista.

Puck looked up brightly with a surprised "Really? Awesome!" he said after breathing out a sigh of relief. He watched Finn check his watch and his face turn pale. "Hey, everything ok?" he asked concerned.

"Huh, Yeah, well, No, I was supposed to be home half an hour ago, because my roommate has lost her key and has no way to get inside. I'm so sorry!" he said with panicked eyes.

Puck waved him off. "Hey! It's cool, I understand completely!" he smiled up at him trying to ease some tension from Finn.

Finn thanked him and stood up from the booth, leaning over to place a kiss on Puck's lips, "See ya later Noah." He smiled at him before walking out of the diner and ran down the steps of the subway station right next door.

Puck grinned up at him, still slightly stunned at how fast and just how in general the night had gone. "Bye Finn." He smiled after him, watching his descend the steps of the subway station. Puck stood up and put on his jacket and headed out into the chilly night air. He turned the corner to head to the right station for the correct line to take him over to Rachel's when he felt his phone vibrate. He flipped it open and looked puzzled at the number on the screen. He opened it anyway and it read: "Had a great time tonight…boyfriend =) - Finn"Puck smiled at the message and stored the number into his phone, before responding with: "Same here hot stuff – said boyfriend." He smiled and started his way over to Rachel's where she would no doubt want to drill him about every detail.