Author's Note: I was suppose to update last night, then the Glee premiere happened. The shortest chapter as of yet. Enjoy! I also profusely apologize for any mistakes, since I rushed to finish this in a flash.
Quinn Fabray quickly slammed the bathroom door closed as soon as she entered. She immediately sat down on the toilet seat, and just stayed there for a few moments, hoping her boner would disappear. She stared down at it, and it was still visible. She wondered if anyone had saw it earlier.
She stuffed her head into her palms, as her elbows dug into her knees, groaning under her breath. Goddamnit, Rachel.
She stayed still in that position for a few minutes, just praying in her head for it to vanish. Suddenly, her left pocket vibrated once, and she scrambled to find her cellphone.
Berry's coming up, just saying. Having fun?
Quinn sighed, pushing her cellphone back into her pocket, then rummaged around the bathroom for something to at least help hide her bulge. She found a few magazines, along with a some old newspapers. She chose a random magazine right when there was a knock on the door.
"Quinn? Are you in there?" Rachel Berry's voice vibrated into the room.
"Y-Yeah, one second," Quinn stammered as she tried to subtly place the magazine over the top of her jeans as she walked towards the door as best as she could. She swung open the door and almost slammed into Rachel.
"Are you okay? Why'd you run off?" Rachel questioned with a hint of hurt in her tone.
"I-uh, I had to-go pee, yeah, I had to go pee. Like, I had to really badly," Quinn rambled as lies jumbled out of her lips. "I had to go pee really bad. That's why I-"
"You don't have to repeat it several times, Quinn," Rachel giggled. Quinn immediately turned pink in response. The brunette pointed at the fashion magazine. "I see you've found my stash of magazines."
"Yeah," Quinn eyed the magazines in hand, "They're, er, interesting."
"Let's go rejoin them?" Rachel inquired.
"Sure," Quinn nodded.
Rachel grinned and slipped a hand through the blonde's right arm, linking them together, before trotting back to the group. Quinn gulped as she followed.
When arrived back, the circle had disappeared and everyone was roaming around in smaller groups. Only the two Cheerios, Kurt, Sam, and Mercedes were still scattered around the floor. Sam and Mercedes were chuckling and talking to each other with loving smiles plastered on their face.
Rachel led Quinn towards the group.
"Welcome back, you two," Santana greeted with a twinkle in her eye as they both sat down, spreading Kurt away from Santana.
"Hi, Santana," Rachel replied cheerfully, as Quinn scowled.
"Puck and Tina just went in," Brittany informed the two.
"Puck must be excited," Rachel chuckled.
"We're playing seven minutes in heaven right now," Santana explained to Quinn. "We wrote your name on one of the slips, don't worry."
Quinn scowled again, staring down at her magazine, making sure it was still covering her part.
"I'll be right back," Rachel whispered to the blonde before moving closer to Kurt and away from her. Santana and Brittany started chatting without her, and Kurt and Rachel were busily whispering with each other. Quinn lowered her eyes to her lap again, and idly flipped through the pages of the magazines as she listened to Rachel's conversation with Kurt.
"How are you?" Kurt asked.
"I'm fine," Rachel replied numbly.
"Do you think you could pregnant?" Kurt inquired. Quinn immediately flipped her head towards the duo, her ears wide open, before awkwardly looking back down when she caught Kurt's eyes.
"No, I'm on the pill," Rachel responded, "I just started a few days ago."
"Oh," Kurt said as Quinn let out a breath of relief. "Then why were you so upset?"
"I don't want him to explode in me, that's so icky, you know?" Rachel explained, "And he promised he wouldn't. Sperm's gross."
Kurt shrugged as the timer rang. Sam rose from his spot next to Mercedes and started banging at the closet door. Puck and Tina rushed out, and Tina was frowning, while Puck was smirking as he trudged towards Lauren, who was scowling at him.
Sam shook the pieces of paper in the bowl before pulling one out. "Rachel." The brunette stood, smoothing down her skirt, as she skipped towards the closet. Sam rummaged through the bowl before stealing another one. "Quinn."
Quinn cursed under her breath. She really didn't need this. She's still pretty sure her boner's very visible if she moved her magazine, and she knew she could barely control herself around Rachel.
"C'mon, Blondie," Santana urged, forcing the blonde to stand up, before roughly pushing her into the closet. "Get it in," the Cheerio smirked before Sam closed the closet door, locking her and Rachel in total darkness.
"You can sit," Rachel said from the right of her. Quinn obeyed, plopping herself down. She gingerly moved her magazine away from her lap, since she doubted Rachel could see through the darkness. "So, Quinn. What's up?"
"Uh, nothing much, you?"
"Nothing here, either."
An awkward silence invaded the air around them. Quinn could hear Rachel softly humming a tune.
A moment later, Rachel suddenly asked her, "Can I kiss you again?"
"What?" Quinn inquired with a flabbergasted expression.
"Can I kiss you again?" Rachel repeated. "It's like we've kissed before, but can we just share one kiss? I want to make sure of something."
"Uh-" Shit. She must've recognized my lips when we kissed earlier.
"Please," Rachel pressed a hand on one of Quinn's knees.
When Quinn didn't reply, Rachel's head rose towards the blonde's before softly brushing their lips together with her hand on her neck. Quinn gulped inaudibly when she felt Rachel's hand push her head closer, and she knew she was done for.
Quinn kept her hands to her sides as she felt Rachel connect their lips together again with soft, languid kisses. Rachel's tongue dived into her mouth shortly after, and she groaned. A hand was crawling under the back of her shirt, drawing small circles and other patterns.
"Have I kissed you before?" Rachel asked weakly through kisses. "Everything is so familiar."
"I don't think so," Quinn lied in between breathtaking kisses.
Quinn finally allowed her hands to grab Rachel's face, pulling the girl even closer.
However, she pulls her whole entire body away from the brunette when she feels a hand creeping lower and lower.
At that same exact moment, the timer rang and Sam immediately pulled open the door. "Did you guys have fun?" The bright light was flashing into the closet, and Quinn desperately searched for the magazine, before bolting out of the closet with it in between her legs before anyone could see.
Author's Note: Please review! :D