Living with You

Summary: Quinn just wants to eat; she always gets the strangest cravings at 4am. Puck just wants to sleep. Too bad he's busy driving Quinn to the 24 hour 7/11 all the time. Snippets of Quinn's adventures living in the Puckerman household. P/Q.

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II. Car Wash

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"Hey MILF, wanna do something useful with me?"

Quinn rolled onto her back in the middle of his bed and stared at him as he entered the room. "If that is your new pick-up line, let me be the first one to tell you that it royally sucks." Quinn snapped open her book and tried to focus on the words. She only got to read four words before it was snatched from her fingers.

"Yeah right," Puck scoffed as he closed the book and threw it on the floor. "You know Puckzilla would never resort to that lame of a line. I was serious though," Puck watched as Quinn raised herself up on her elbows to look at him. "Do, you, understand?" He asked slowly, enunciating each word carefully like she was slow instead of just pissed off and not in the mood for his taunts. She reached up slowly and smacked his arm angrily.

"Don't be a jerk," Quinn hissed. "I heard you; I just don't want to do anything with you. You see where last time got me." Puck laughed as he grabbed her hand and pulled her to a sitting position before scooping her up into his arms and walking out the door. "Puck! Put me down, right now!"

Puck pressed a kiss to her temple while walking down the stairs carefully with the pregnant blonde in his arms. He had already propped open the front door, so he gracefully walked through it, making sure to angle Quinn's body right so that they would both be able to fit through it. He placed her gently on the porch swing before gesturing wildly to his car. She looked at him completely confused, she couldn't even comprehend why Puck had dragged her out of the warm haven that she had been and outside to show her his car. Maybe he was really going crazy… She giggled at the thought before Puck furrowed his eyebrows and once again gestured at his car.

"Q! Are you even paying attention?" He questioned sharply as he noticed her eyes were trained on him instead of the car.

"Yeah, yeah," she said distractedly.

He walked over to her and took her hand before leading her over to the car. "Do you see this?" He asked as he pointed to his door. She shook her head. "Do you see how dirty this car has become?"

She quirked an eyebrow. Oh. "So why don't you just go to the car wash in the center of town?"

He dropped her hand with a sigh. "Yeah, of course Q, we'll just drive over to the center of town and pay fifty bucks to have the freaking car washed," he said exasperated, he would have to spell it out for her. "It's too expensive for that, Q, and we barely have enough money to buy you new clothes as well as the food that you crave every single night, don't think I forgot about that."

Quinn scowled. "Hey! Stop blaming for what your daughter wants to eat."

"Oh god, here we go again with the 'your daughter' crap," Puck grinned despite how worked up he was making Quinn.

"So anyways," Quinn stressed as she mimicked his gesturing to the pick-up truck. "What are we doing out here on a Saturday afternoon when I could be inside finishing my reading for English?" She asked as she surveyed the car.

"We are going to wash it."

Quinn's jaw dropped. "Wash it?"

"Yeah we are going to get some water and some soap and give the car a wash," Puck tried to explain in the simplest form which just made Quinn smack him again. She sometimes was led to believe that somewhere in Puck's twisted mind he liked it when she slapped him.

"And you expect me to help you?"

Puck nodded. "Of course, you do use the car as much as I do," he grinned as he handed her a pail and a sponge. "You're going to clean everything that you can reach and I'll do what you can't. Down low and up high."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "There is no way I'm doing that."

"Oh yes you are, Princess," Puck stated as he started the hose and poured some soap into the bucket. He put just enough in so that it wouldn't be too heavy for her and then mixed it up before grabbing the sponge and dropping it in. "Ready, Q?"

Quinn just wanted to rest, but there was something about the way he smiled and the glint in his eye that made her want to stay and see what was in store. She put the bucket down on the pavement before wrapping her fingers around her blonde tendrils. She whipped her hair up into a bun and rolled up her sleeves. His grin widened immensely as he realized that she was finally giving into what he wanted.

He ruffled her bangs affectionately, "that's my girl."

"I'm not your girl," she shot back hotly, but with a flash of her pearly whites.

Puck laughed as he walked around to the other side of the car. He grabbed a bottle of wheel cleaner and squirted it on before scrubbing it away with a small brush. He thought back to Quinn's feisty smile and grinned to himself, god sometimes she was so sexy without even knowing it. Being pregnant maybe was a blessing to her looks even though she would never admit it and if he even mentioned it she would maybe punch him instead of slapping him. He peeked over his truck bed and saw that her brow was scrunched in concentration as she wiped the car in small circles.

Puck knew what he had to do. "Hey Q, be careful with my baby, okay? If you rub too hard the paint will come off."

"Your baby," she scoffed, but she didn't raise her eyes to meet his.

Puck smirked. "Yeah, my truck is my baby."

Quinn frowned. "Yeah, yeah," she muttered. "I hear you; I'll take good care of your baby." It became visible to Puck that she was straining to scrub even harder than she had before, he laughed, he knew that it would get to her, his plan had worked perfectly.

Quinn rolled her wrist around in a circle while walking alongside of the car before looking up and realizing that Puck was still watching her. She raised a questioning eyebrow in his direction. He returned her glance. "Really Q?"

"Oh," she emitted. "You were watching?"

"Yep," he laughed as he walked around the side of the truck with the hose in his hand. "I saw the way that you got jealous of my truck."

"Yeah right," the signature scowl was back on Quinn Fabray's face. "You have no proof."

"Oh yeah? Why doesn't my truck do the talking then? I'm pretty sure you rubbed a pint of paint off of her," he pointed to an area where she had been scrubbing. She squinted to see what he was pointing at; there was nothing wrong with that area. She checked it a second time before straightening up and glaring at Puck.

She had two seconds to realize that she had been fooled.

It was also when she was splashed with sudsy water that she came to the realization that Puck had set her up. She was drenched head to toe, her jean capri's and yellow ruffle shirt were dark with water as well as they were weighing her fragile frame down. Her jaw dropped as she stood there, water cascading off of her bare skin as well as the hems of her clothing. She probably looked like a drowned rat, and she waited for Puck's laughter, which she was not disappointed. Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she surveyed Puck, his tanned skin was stretched as he smiled and his eyes were bright as he studied her carefully. He was absolutely gorgeous, but Quinn would never admit that to his face, he would take it and run a mile with it.

She swore though that, "so adorable," slipped from his lips.

She snatched the hose from him and pulled the trigger, making sure that Puck was just as drenched as she was. She made sure to splash him in the face twice before she dropped the hose from her fingertips before biting her lip as she smiled. He wiped the water from his eyes as he stared at her in disbelief.

"Quinn Fabray," he mocked as he reached forward to grab her around the waist. He lowered his head down slightly before wiping her bangs from her face that was somewhat reminiscent of the day when they were baking except now there was no Finn Hudson to interrupt their time together. "I cannot believe you just drenched Puckzilla," he stated as his fingers somehow locked her hair behind her ear. "I think it's because you just want to see this hot bod wet."

She stared into his eyes and lost her retort.

He took her silence as fuel to his comments. "I can't really blame you though," she thought that his smirk was never going to disappear after this. "Who wouldn't want to see my bod all hot and wet? It's girl's fantasies everywhere and you get a front row seat." He was completely shocked when she didn't respond with one of her witty remarks. "Quinn? Are you okay?"

Instead of really comprehending or listening to what Puck was saying, Quinn's mind was racing with thoughts that she knew she should never be having. So she did the only thing that she saw fit. She linked her arms around his neck before pulling him down so that their lips met in the middle. She grinned as she felt his surprise, she rarely was the one to initiate their kisses, but there was something about the way he teased her and even though he had dumped water on her, he had been careful about it as if protecting her and the baby. His hands on her hips were like fire, she felt it from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She slowly worked up the courage to pull him closer to her as he expertly worked on her mouth. Even though Quinn had been head cheerleader at WMHS, she didn't have that much experience with kissing, her main kisses being with Finn and Puck. Puck on the other hand, had enough experience for the both of them.

Her mouth opened obediently when Puck's tongue gently grazed her already swollen lips and she inwardly groaned as she felt his fingertips against the sensitive skin of her hips. She had no idea when he had snuck his fingers up her shirt, but she was delighted when he made no move to go farther than her hips. They were both surprised then when her diligent fingers ran down his sides before slipping up his t-shirt to rest on the hard planes of his stomach. He broke away from her mouth, eyes wide, before descending on her cheeks, wiping the drops of water gently away with his tongue.

A soft moan slipped from her mouth as he came to rest his forehead against hers. She opened her eyes as he softly traced patterns along her side. "Hey," he brought her head to rest in the crook of his neck as he pecked her temple.

"Hey," her lips gently brushed against his neck as she spoke. "Are we done washing the car?"

He groaned, she always knew how to ruin the moment with them, but somehow he didn't blame her for that at all. He slowly pulled away from her—although he had to admit it was the most difficult thing to do after that—and handed her a new bucket filled with soap and water. "Just finish this side and then we can rinse it off and go inside to watch a movie."

Quinn's eyes widened. She was expecting some sort of crude joke from him. She once again raised an eyebrow in his direction before smiling a genuine smile. It wasn't a famous Quinn Fabray grin or smirk; it was one that reached her mossy green eyes. "Thanks Puck," she simply said as she returned to her work.

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authors' note.

Okay! I am sorry for the long wait, I was in France for awhile, but now I'm back! So I totally lied when I said that the next chapter was going to be Cucumber Melon. My reasoning for changing the order of the chapters was mainly because I liked this one better... Anyways since there isn't really any plot to this story, I thought that it wouldn't really matter what order they went in. I assumed that you guys might like this chapter better, so I put it up first. Another quick thing, I AM SO SORRY IF THIS CHAPTER GOES ABOVE THE K+ RATING! I didn't intend too, so please forgive me for that.

Also I have already written some more chapters, my favorite is entitled Ophelia, but I can't seem to get the beginning right so I don't know when that will go up. The others are Cooking with Quinn, Twilight, Wal-Mart, Cucumber Melon, and of course Ophelia. Please vote on which you want to see next. I have to warn you Twilight is kind of similiar to the Car Wash idea, maybe I'll have to change it.

I am now taking suggestions! Please submit them if you want to see a scene and I haven't thought of it yet.

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