Sorry for the delay! I hit a little road block and things with school managed to get hectic. Anywho…96 reviews! Holy crap. Whoever is #100, we can try to work something out. Like maybe something you'd like to be seen in this story or something. Seriously, you guys are fuhreakin awesome. : ) thank you sooo so so so much.
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By the time Rachel, Brittany and Sarah changed into their pajamas, they race out to the living room, bumping into each other a bit, only to find Santana curled up in a ball on the loveseat, sleeping with a smile on her face.
"Aw shit, we're too late." Sarah pouts and walks back towards Brittany's room.
"Nope. She won't get out of this easily." Rachel sets her hands on her hips with a determined look on her face. "Tomorrow is a girl's day. I know it's the day before Connor leaves, but I have to go shopping for a dress anyways. The guys can do whatever they want since Noah isn't needed on set later in the afternoon." Rachel smiles triumphantly while leaving a note on Santana's phone, covers her with a blanket and turns towards her room.
"Sounds like a plan!" Brittany jumps excitedly and picks up Lord Tubbington. "C'mon Tubby, it's time for bed. We have a big day tomorrow." She kisses his nose and walks into her room where Sarah is already peacefully sleeping.
They all wake up around 12, taking turns on taking showers and Sarah borrows some of Rachel's clothes since they're the same size in pretty much everything. By two they're walking around the mall, sipping smoothies until they find a store to go in.
"What do you want to wear to the premiere?" Brittany chews on her straw and looks over at Rachel.
She thinks about it for a minute before scrunching her eyebrows together and pursing her lips. "What do you wear to one?"
"I'd be safe and go with a dress." Santana tilts her head at something and pulls the hanger out, only to scrunch up her nose and put it back on the rack. "Shit, that's awful."
"We should've called Kurt to help." Sarah looks at a few dresses then puts them back.
"Girls day!" Brittany gasps, looking shockingly at Sarah.
"He's gay, so it could've worked." Sarah laughs then shrugs and holds up a dress to Rachel. She nods and grabs the hanger.
"Should we split up and grab different ones for me to try on?" Rachel looks at everyone.
"Nope. You wanted this to be a girls day, so we're sticking together." Santana looks around and pulls out a dress. "Puck would probably go crazy if you wore this." She holds up a dress that looks like one of Puck's dress shirts, just with a belt around it.
"We could do that ourselves if she wanted to do that, but try it on." Brittany grabs it and throws it at Rachel.
"All these dresses seem wrong." Rachel holds a few up and sighs. Sarah holds up a dress and she shakes her head no as her phone rings. "Hi Noah."
"Hey baby. What are you up to?"
"Dress shopping with the girls. San, put that dress back right now or I'll leave you." Santana scowls and walks away to a different rack.
Puck laughs and she can hear the beep from him unlocking his car, then the dinging from inserting the key into the ignition. "Whatcha need a dress for?"
"The premiere this week, remember?" Rachel reaches out for a dress Brittany picked up.
"Shit, right. I need to call Kurt. Wanna see a movie tonight?"
"Actually, we decided to have a girls night. You guys can have a night to do whatever you want, so I'll talk to you later. Bye baby." She taps the screen before he can reply and walks over to a dress that she spots. "Guys?"
"Add it to the pile." Brittany smiles brightly. "Maybe we should look at skirts and tops too." She turns towards the tops that caught her attention just moments earlier.
Rachel pulls out her phone again, feeling bad that she just hung up on him so abruptly and types in a text to Puck saying 'be careful driving xo.' "Alright ladies. Dressing room." As they walk, Santana grabs a few skirts and tops that she thinks will look good on Rachel's body.
After a few hours they find a few outfits that Rachel can pick from at home and just in case she goes to any other premieres with Puck. Santana starts the car and looks at all of them. "I say we go find somewhere to eat and drink. It wouldn't be a proper girls night without some martinis. Or margaritas."
"Mexican food." They all say in unison and laugh.
Santana pulls up to a restaurant that also has a little dance floor. Luckily tonight was one of the nights where it wasn't a mariachi band playing, but an actual DJ. Santana had decided in the car to take Sarah under her wing, teaching her everything she would need to know about being single in LA. The best places to drink, the best places to eat, the best bars and clubs to meet cute guys. The whole nine yards. Rachel watches as they dance on the floor while men stand and stare slightly, ignoring the looks that their dates are giving them. She sips her margarita when Brittany nudges her arm.
"Can I talk to you about something?"
"Of course!" Rachel sits up and smiles encouragingly, giving Brittany her full attention.
"I wanted to tell you first. I mean, I'll tell San eventually…" She trails off and plays with her straw worriedly.
"Are you okay? You can tell me anything." She puts her hand gently on her hands, causing the blonde to quit stirring her straw around.
"I think I'm in love with Mike."
Rachel squeals and hugs Brittany. "That's amazing!" She pulls back then looks at her friend with a confused look. "Why did you look so scared?"
"It's been three months. Isn't that way too soon?"
She scoffs and waves her hand dismissively while she sips her drink. "Did you know my dads knew they wanted to be together after a month and a half after meeting on Ohio State's campus?" Brittany raises her eyebrows. "Yes they actually told me this. Sure it wasn't easy all the time, from what they told me when all that crap with Matt was going on, but that's what makes it even better. Because you move on and learn about each other. Obviously not for me though." Rachel laughs bitterly.
"I didn't know that." Brittany smiles.
"If Mike is what you want, trust your heart."
Brittany tears up. "You're the best. I was worried you and Santana would think I'm crazy."
"We would never do that. Well…San maybe. But now that she's with Finn, it might be different." Rachel shrugs.
"They're so sweet together. So are you and Puck." She pauses and looks down to her drink. "You know, even though you two haven't been together that long, I can see how happy you are. And even though you two haven't fought or anything, you're in a much better place now than you ever were with Matt."
Rachel blushes and plays with her straw. "He's so much more different than Matt. He's not obsessive with getting further in his career. People want him because he's an amazing actor. And Puck cares about his family and friends so much." She sighs dreamily.
"Puckleberry is awesome." Brittany giggles. "Let's go get Santana and Sarah! She still needs to tell us how Finn asked her out." Brittany disappears onto the dance floor, returning with Santana and Sarah sitting at the table and sipping margaritas before they order their food.
"Okay, spill!" Sarah leans forward and smiles.
Santana smiles and looks at the three girls in front of her. "Well we went to dinner, some nice place that he and Puck had been to before for some sort of meeting. During dinner, we didn't talk about feelings at all. Just about how everything at work was going for him and I was telling him about the conference game coming up. He ordered dessert while I was in the bathroom, but he only ordered one so that we had to share."
"You shared dessert?" Brittany stares at her in shock.
"I know! I'm greedy about that shit. Anyways. He was really sweet, acting all nervous."
"That's normal." Sarah laughs and sips her margarita. "Half the time when he's nervous, he looks like a gassy baby."
"Gross. Okay more nervous than normal." Santana laughs and looks over at Rachel. "He put his hand on mine and told me that he wasn't seeing anyone else or sleeping with anyone. And he couldn't think about doing that because he only wanted to be with me. I know it hasn't been too long since he dumped Quinn, but everything just felt right. He asked me if I'd like to be his girlfriend. And I said yes." She blushes and bites her lip. "God that's so fucking sappy."
"That's so sweet. And so Finn." Sarah smiles at her friends and bites into a chip. "He wasn't like that with Quinn, ya know, when he asked her out. He really cares about you."
"That really is adorable." Rachel bites her lip and smiles at her friend while Brittany nods.
"After we got done with dessert, I dragged him back to his apartment so we could consummate the relationship. It had been far too long."
"Santana! You just had to ruin it." Rachel throws a chip at her friend and finishes her margarita. "We need more of these!" She looks around for their waiter.
Connor deals out the cards on the makeshift poker table that is sitting where Puck's coffee table used to be. Finn stares at the flying cards. "Where'd you learn to deal so fast?"
"We play a lot of poker on deployments. Half the time we play if nothing is going on or if we get a shitload of candy in a care package and use that as money." He picks up his cards and looks at them.
"Can we use candy instead of poker chips?"
"Finn…we don't have any candy." Mike looks at him oddly and picks up his cards, shaking his head at his friend.
"When do you guys deploy? I could try to get you on the set one time before you go." Puck throws a few chips into the middle of the table.
"As of right now, pre-deployment leave is next month and we ship out in December." Connor frowns and throws a few chips onto the pile too.
Mike sighs. "Don't think any of us are going home for Thanksgiving so you should drive down if you get off. Britt, Rach and San probably go all out for that."
"Yeah sure. Shit I'm out." He throws down his cards and grabs his beer.
After starting another round when Finn wins, Puck leans back while everyone contemplates their move. "So Quinn flipped out on set the other day." Mike folds and leans back in his chair too, looking over at Puck.
"What'd she do?"
"Someone got her coffee order wrong." Puck scoffs.
"Her coffee order isn't hard though." Finn scratches his temple, staring at his cards then throws down a few chips.
"That worries me." Connor stares at Finn. "Coffee shouldn't be difficult. I'm happy if we get cream or sugar with our shit. Well…when we deploy anyways." He shrugs.
"But a vanilla latte isn't hard to remember."
"That's not what she ordered." Puck looks over to Finn and his friend tilts his head. "Granted that's what she claimed she ordered, but I was standing right next to her. The assistant looked at me for help and when I told Quinn that's not what she ordered, she stormed off to her trailer until she got what she asked for. The producer was pissed as shit."
"Does this chick always act like this on set?" Connor walks back over from the kitchen and sets four beers down on the table.
"Not really. Well not at first." Finn sighs. "You win Puck." Finn settles into his chair. "I think as her career got bigger, the more dramatic she turned out to be on set."
"Wait, so do you get all pissy when you don't get what you want on set?" Connor turns to Puck.
"Please. He rarely asks for anything. Puck only asks for coffee if it's late at night or he has a headache, other than that he just drinks water." Mike raises his beer and smirks at his friend.
After a few more games that Connor ends up winning, Mike suggests that they should switch to Call of Duty.
Rachel pulls Brittany into the tattoo parlor while Sarah keeps mumbling 'this is a bad idea.' The girls try to control their drunk giggling so that they don't get thrown out and they're doing a pretty damn good job of it.
"Ease up Puckerman. It's not like we're all getting something. Just Rachel." Santana pushes the girl through the door where Rachel is talking to a blonde tattooed woman behind the counter.
"I think I wanna get one too." Brittany glances down at a book filled with pictures of tattoos that have been done before and starts to flip through the pages.
"Britts, what would you even get?" Santana raises a perfectly manicured eyebrow at her friend.
She glances over her shoulder at Santana then down at the book. "A pale pink outline of a heart on my left wrist right over my pulse point."
"That sounds really cute." Sarah moves around so she can look at the book too while Rachel pulls out her phone and describes what she wants to the girl.
"I'd get a bow on the back of my neck." Brittany stares at the Latina. "What? It's cute."
Her eyes widen instantly. "Get it now! It's the perfect time and I'll get mine. Sarah, you can get one too. I'll pay." She smiles widely.
"You know you're not supposed to be under the influence right?" She looks at them both cautiously.
"We know how to act sober. C'mon Sarah, don't be a party pooper." Santana folds her arms over her chest and leans against the counter.
"I've wanted to get my tragus pierced for awhile…I could get that instead." Sarah bites her lip and looks between Santana and Brittany.
"Perfect!" Brittany flounces over to Rachel to describe to the girl what they want to get.
"This is crazy." Sarah whispers to Santana while they follow Rachel to the booth where she'll get her tattoo first.
"It's fine. Loosen up." They all find chairs to sit in while Rachel strips down to her tank top and pulls it up to under her bra. "What're you getting Rach?"
"My number 20 on my back right hip. If I somehow win Idol, I won't get to play anymore. I just want to keep it with me to remember all the fun times I had. Even if I do play next season."
"You will Rachel. You're an amazing singer." Brittany smiles and holds her hand when the blonde starts the tattoo.
"Wait, what do you play?" The blonde dips the gun into some ink while she waits for a response.
"We play for the Lingerie Football League."
"That's badass." She laughs and continues to work on Rachel's lower back.
After a few minutes of the girls staring at Rachel's back, Sarah clears her throat. All the girls turn to her, well except the artist. "Can I talk to you guys about something?" Sarah asks quietly.
"Of course you can." Rachel smiles warmly then winces a bit.
"I like working as Finn's assistant, so I'm thinking of maybe trying to go to college in the spring. Maybe a business degree with a minor in film studies. UCLA possibly."
"Sarah, that's great. Noah will support you. We all will." She smiles while Santana and Brittany nod.
"Really?" She scrunches her eyebrows together, wondering how she got so lucky to know such great girls. She'd have to find a way to tell her brother this without him being a smug asshole about it.
"Between Finn and Puck, you'll probably have a 4.0 by the time you graduate." Santana shrugs and looks over at Rachel's back. "Will it hurt on my neck?" She looks up at the blonde who is wiping down Rachel's finished tattoo.
"It won't be too bad."
After the tattoos have been done and Sarah got her ear pierced, the girls push into Puck's apartment, giggling as the alcohol slowly works its way back to the surface. It probably didn't help that they stopped at a bar for a quick beer too.
"I gotta clean my ear." Sarah giggles and stumbles her way to the bathroom with cleaner in her hands. Brittany and Santana make their way over to the couch, laughing and kissing their men.
"How did you guys get home?" Connor looks between all of them. "Are one of you even sober enough to even drive?" He looks over to Rachel who just bent over to put her purse down.
"Um, I don't think we drove. Did we?" Brittany looks over to Santana.
"We took a cab Britts." She laughs and cuddles into Finn, kissing her way up his jaw. Santana was a passionate drunk much like Rachel was.
Puck looks over while Rachel starts to unzip her boots and notices a bandage on her lower back right above where her jeans start. He passes his controller to Brittany, knowing she doesn't completely suck at the game but way better than Santana, then makes his way over to his girlfriend. He puts his left hand on her hip and rubs his thumb over the red skin on her right hip.
"Rach? Did you get hurt?" His eyebrows furrow at the bandage.
"Huh?" She looks over her shoulder then back down to her boot that she's currently slipping off.
Puck pulls off the bandage and sees the newly tattooed '20' staring back at him. His breathing becomes labored, seeing his number on her perfectly tanned skin. He knows it's her number too but that's beside the point. "Get out. Everyone out! Now." He growls as he stares down while Rachel starts to pull off her other boot.
Connor looks over at Puck's dark eyes. "Uh, Finn can I stay at your place?"
Finn nods while they pause the game and scramble out of the apartment quickly. Puck wraps his arms around Rachel's waist and walks her towards his room. "Noah, what's wrong with you?" She giggles when he closes the door and locks it.
"That tattoo is so damn sexy." He pushes her hair aside and kisses up her neck.
Rachel turns in his arms and pushes at his chest. "Oh! I'm supposed to clean it."
"Just wait until after baby." He moves to kiss her pulse point on her neck, but she pushes at him again.
"No! I have to do it now. Then you will have all night to show me how much you like it."
"Please?" Puck pouts and she has to say it's incredibly adorable. She'd never tell him though.
Rachel puts her hand on his cheek. "Just a few minutes baby." She walks towards the bathroom and he follows her.
"I'll help. I have the ointment from when I got mine." He pulls out a washcloth and runs some warm water while Rachel leans over on the counter, reading the back of the bottle. Puck rubs some antibacterial soap onto it and rests his hand on her ass while the other gently washes the new ink on her body. He notices it's in the same print like her uniform. Hot.
Him washing her tattoo so gently and lovingly shouldn't turn her on so much but it does. Rachel closes her eyes, loving how he moves his hand to rest on her ship and squeezes slightly. She concentrates so hard on his left hand that she doesn't notice he's already applied the ointment and he's moving her tank top up. This finally registers when he presses his lips to her spine. Rachel shivers and moans.
"Bedroom." She rasps out.
"Yes ma'am." Puck pushes her towards his room, locking it again. She moves to lay down, but he pulls her towards his chest. "You can't rub off the medicine. So it's either from behind or on top of me." He kisses down her neck and pulls off her tank top.
"Puck, just pick already." Rachel whines and pulls at his shirt, managing to get it up to his shoulders before she starts to kiss and nip at his chest.
He makes quick work of stripping off their clothes and he turns her around, forcing Rachel to bend over the side of the bed. Puck enters her quickly, loving the way her hand reaches out and grips the quilt in her hand. She grinds against him and whines, but he just can't take his eyes off the black ink that stands out on her skin.
Looking over her shoulder, she sees where his eyes are lingering on her back. Squeezing her muscles around his cock, he finally looks up at her and smirks. Rachel sighs when he pulls out slowly then rams back into her.
"Oh God." She moves her head and uses the bed to muffle her cries.
"Shit Rach." He pumps into her harder when she starts to thrust back, meeting him every time. Puck can see she's biting the blanket and he wishes that could be his shoulder where she usually bites when they're fucking. Her walls are fluttering around him, so he reaches down and brushes her clit which automatically sends her over the edge, pulling him with her.
Rachel collapses onto the bed, feeling like that was over faster than she imagined but in reality it wasn't. Puck lays down next to her, dropping his forearm onto his sweaty forehead and takes deep, long breathes. She reaches across and grips his bicep. He looks over at her and smiles. She looks thoroughly fucked, but it could be all the alcohol she consumed. Then again, that's bullshit because he's gotten her that flushed looking before.
"Why are you so far away?" She pouts. He rolls over to her and grabs her side, pulling her to him.
Rolling onto his back, Rachel moves on top of him and starts to kiss his body, starting at his very own tattoo until she moves over to his lips. His hardening length is pressing against her thigh while he threads his hands into her hair. Puck fully intends on showing her the rest of the night how much he likes her and her tattoo.
Sunday morning Rachel wakes up in Puck's bed, her head slightly dizzy from the night before but when she gets up to walk, she instantly knows that she's still slightly drunk. Her muscles legitimately ache as she walks, proof of how much Puck loved what she had done to her body last night. Once she gets to the kitchen, she grabs a coffee cup to pour some, but she tips the pot over and none comes out. "What the hell?" She sighs and looks around for the coffee.
Puck walks in and leans against the door frame while she opens up cabinet after cabinet in search of coffee. He laughs quietly and goes to the cabinet where the coffee is and gets it ready. "Don't have to work today, so that's why there's no coffee. Sorry babe." He kisses her temple.
"It's fine. I think I'm still drunk." She giggles and hops up onto the counter, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulls him closer while he gets the grounds into the filter. "I love waking up with you." Rachel starts to pepper kisses along his shoulder.
"Mhm." He tilts his head and kisses Rachel heatedly, pulling her close to his body. Once the coffee is brewing he wraps both arms around her and thrusts his tongue into her mouth.
She moves her hands over his bare chest and wraps her arms around his neck. His hands move up the Ohio State shirt that she has on that she stole from his dresser, rubbing his thumbs over her ribs right underneath her breasts. Rachel gasps when one of his hands palm her right breast, his thumb brushing over her left nipple. She's never noticed that his fingers were calloused until right now. That thought made her shudder, thinking of the guitar in the living room that he can play. It turns her on even more.
"Noah." She whines.
His hand slips down, pushing aside her underwear and teases her folds. Rachel starts to grind against his hand when there's a key turning in the lock of the front door and Rebecca Puckerman calls out through the door. "Noah, Sarah! I'm here."
Rachel gasps and shoves Puck away from her as hard as she can. Puck stumbles back and hits his head on the cabinet. "Holy fuck Ray!" He rubs his head. Clearly he didn't hear his own mother come through the door because he was too distracted.
She jumps down and moves in front of him, cupping his face and rubbing his cheek with her thumb. "Baby are you okay?"
"What the fuck was that for?" He eyes her suspiciously then hears someone clearing their throat. He looks to his right slowly and sees his mom. "Oh shit. Shit!"
Rachel spins around, pulling the shirt down and tries to calm her breathing. "Noah Eli Puckerman! Watch your mouth." His mother walks into the kitchen and looks at her son carefully. "Why don't you put on some clothes dear."
"Um, yes, right." Rachel runs out of the kitchen, out the door and over to Finn's apartment. "SANTANA!" She bangs on the door.
Finn opens up the door and rubs his eyes. "Rachel?"
She pulls him by the boxers and shoves him towards Mike's apartment. "Send Brittany over right now and stay with Mike."
Inside Puck's apartment, Rebecca sighs. "I meant you, not her."
Sarah walks into the living room. "What the hell is going on in here? I already slept like shit during the night since you and Rach-" She looks up and sees her mother. "Oh shit."
"Sarah Elizabeth Puckerman! What is wrong with you two today? Did you forget that I was on my way here?" They both look at each other and open their mouths to talk, but shut them just as fast. "You did forget." She sighs and looks out the door where her son's perfect Jewish girlfriend ran out.
"You could've called you know." Sarah crosses her arms and stares at their mom.
Rachel sits on the floor of the living room when Brittany walks through the door, turning and locking it then sitting on the floor as well. Her head is throbbing, but she looks around for Santana. Brittany yawns and lays down on the floor, putting her head against the cool hardwood floor then starts to giggle.
"Are you still drunk too?" Brittany nods. "I thought Noah would've fucked me sober, but it just made my head more dizzy."
Brittany laughs and falls over. "I'm pretty sure we all thought our men would do that."
Santana walks to the freezer and grabs a pint of ice cream, then opens the drawer to retrieve three spoons. Walking into the living room, she sits on the cool floor and hands them each a spoon."So what happened that made you barge in here at 9 in the fucking morning on a Sunday?" Santana adjusts her shirt and dips her spoon into the ice cream again.
"Noah's mom walked in this morning." She bites her lip and looks down.
"Okay?" They both say slowly. "She's pretty cool so why are you freaking out about it?" Brittany looks over and holds her spoon in front of her while she waits for an answer.
"He had his fingers in me on the kitchen counter when she walked in. And he was only in his boxers and I was in this." She motions down her body with her spoon, almost immediately taking more ice cream, her face turning bright red from embarrassment. Her friends start to laugh but cringe shortly after and hold their hands to their heads. She looks at them and notices they're all wearing Ohio State shirts. "Oh my God. We're all taken at the same time."
Santana pinches her eyebrows together. "You're just now noticing?" She snorts and dips her spoon.
"Well the reason I'm bringing it up is because we're all wearing their alumni shirts."
Brittany and Santana look down at their shirts and then over at her. "Wow." They say together.
Rachel licks her spoon and giggles. She moves so that she's laying on her stomach and fills up her spoon again. "What did they think of your tattoos?"
"Finn hasn't really noticed mine yet. It is on the back of my neck. He'll see it soon enough."
"Mike loves it. The sex was pretty great." She giggles again.
Someone knocks at the door. "San, baby? Can you please hand me some clothes so that I don't have to see mama P in my boxers?"
Santana sighs and runs to the bedroom and grabs him some gym shorts a t shirt, throwing them through the crack in the door then locks it again. "Let's watch a movie. There's more ice cream in the freezer. We haven't had a hangover day in awhile." The two girls nod and move to sit against the couch.
Puck grabs a shirt and shorts from his gym bag by the door and grabs some Lysol from underneath the sink to disinfect where Rachel was just sitting. It's bad enough that his mom almost caught him getting it on in his kitchen. Sarah is arguing with their mom about how to use the smart phone that Puck bought her and why she drove throughout the night just so she could get to LA that morning. He pulls on his clothes right when Finn, Mike and Connor walk into the apartment.
"Mama Puckerman!" Finn and Mike move to hug her and she waves her hand Sarah.
"Boys!" She hugs them both tightly and kisses their cheeks. "Don't all of you just look handsome. And who is this?"
"Connor Hawthorne ma'am." He shakes her hand and smiles.
"Oh yes, you were the one he met during his training. It's wonderful to meet you. And thank you what you're doing for our country." She smiles at him and walks into the kitchen. "How about I make all of you breakfast." She opens up the fridge and grabs random ingredients, pleasantly surprised that her son actually has food.
"Yeah, sounds great ma." Puck moves out the door to go to Finn's apartment while everyone starts to chat about her road trip. "Rach, baby let me in."
The door opens and he finds Brittany and Rachel cuddling together on the couch asleep while Santana leans against the frame leading to the kitchen. "We used to do this whenever we drank too much. Sit around in our pajamas, eat ice cream and watch a movie." Santana laughs. "Last time we did it was when Matt and Rachel broke up."
"I see." He scratches the side of his head awkwardly, not really knowing what happened with this Matt douche. "Well you guys gotta get ready. My ma is cooking breakfast." He laughs when Santana's eyes widen and she runs towards Finn's room. Puck walks over and gently wakes up Brittany, telling her to go get ready too. "Ray." He pushes his girlfriend until she wakes up.
Yawning, she mumbles out, "Did she see?"
Puck laughs and pulls her onto his lap. "She didn't see a thing baby. And she wanted me to get dressed, not you.
"It would've been nice for her to clarify that." Rachel snuggles into Puck's embrace and breathes in his smell. Soap, some cologne lingering from his dress shirt and deodorant. It was a strange mix that was all him and she loved it.
"She's making breakfast, probably freaking out that you ran out. I think she's in love with you." That makes her giggle. "Come on, we should get you dressed since everyone is over there now. Plus Connor is leaving after breakfast."
"I forgot he has to go today." She jumps up, no longer drunk, and smiles. Holding her hand out, Puck reaches for it and pushes her into the hallway to his place.
After they eat around the coffee table, Puck's mom goes to Sarah's room for a nap while they prepare their temporary goodbyes with Connor. Santana and Brittany escaped the kitchen to do the dishes and drink more coffee while Sarah talks with him in Puck's room.
"You know you can call me if you need anything right?" He looks at Puck's little sister while he stuffs clothes into his duffel bag.
"Do you even know how to pack?" Sarah laughs and pulls the clothes out, folding them gently and placing them back in. "But yes, I do now."
Connor pulls out his phone and shoves it at her while he zips up the bag. She enters in her number and tosses it on the bed next to his things. "We're going to miss having you around here." Actually, she knows that she'll miss him the most. It was nice not being treated like a fourteen year old girl and he helped her see everything in a different light.
"Hey, don't pout. I'll be back in a few weeks for Thanksgiving. Hopefully for the conference game too, so it's not like it'll be too long." He knows what she was saying with her eyes, that she would miss him the most out of everyone. He laughs and pulls her into a hug. "I'll miss your crazy ass too."
"Don't be surprised if I text you about how my ma is driving me crazy. We'll probably all be insane in a matter of days." Sarah looks up at him and smiles.
"In that case, everyone might be texting me. I'll try to respond when I can though. When I get back to Pendleton, I gotta pack for our mountain training that we're leaving for tomorrow." He's amazed by how much she's calmed down after their talk a few days earlier. It suits her much better than acting like a brat.
"Okay." She says quietly and hugs him tight.
Connor squeezes her and drops a kiss to her forehead. "You'll be alright kid."
"I'm not a kid." She rolls her eyes and moves out of the room.
He laughs and follows her out. "Alright everyone, I'm out."
Puck, Finn and Mike shake his hand, giving him a half hug then he moves through the girls and gives them hugs and kisses on their cheeks.
"Let us know when you get back." Rachel looks at him until he grins at her and nods.
"Yes mom." Rachel rolls her eyes and wraps her arms around Puck's waist.
Once the door shuts, everyone piles into the living room and puts on a movie, deciding today would be a great lazy day until a certain mom woke up.
"This color blue looks fabulous on you." Kurt admires his choice in Puck's clothing.
"Thanks man. I kinda forgot about the premiere tonight. I've been so busy and distracted since Holly told me about it the other week so I appreciate you finding something at the last minute." Puck looks at his clothes in the bathroom mirror before walking out to the living room to gather up his things.
"Not a problem. You're easy to dress anyways. I have to get going and I'll see pictures online anyways. Ta ta." Kurt waves his hand while he moves out the front door.
Puck stares at the door then shakes his head, putting his wallet into his back pocket. Kurt may be Finn's step brother, but he seriously worried about the guy sometimes. But the man is right, it's easy to dress himself. He is a stud.
"Hey ma, Sarah, I'm leaving." He shouts out down the hall towards Sarah's room.
They both peek out and smile. His mom walks down the hall and smoothes out his collar. "You look very handsome Noah."
He laughs. "Thanks ma. I'm probably going to stay at Rachel's tonight." Her eyebrows shoot up to her hairline. "Get the thoughts of Jewish babies out of your mind woman."
Sarah rolls her eyes. "Have fun. We're just going to order in and hang out."
Puck nods at them both, grabs his keys and taps his pocket to make sure he has his phone, then moves to go pick up Rachel from the condo.
Brittany sits in Rachel's vanity chair that they dragged into the bathroom to do her makeup while Santana works on her hair. This seems all too familiar from Santana's big date with Finn. The aforementioned man was sitting in their living room watching a football game while Puck and Mike were on their way over.
"I'm so glad you picked this outfit Rach." Brittany sits on top of the counter once she finished applying the mascara. She sits in a white/silver silk top with a black puffball skirt and black high heels.
"You seriously look sexy. Puck is going to flip his shit." Santana finishes up her hair and moves over to Brittany to admire their work. She worked it so her brown curls were in waves falling over her shoulders and made a cute little poof at the front where her grown out bangs used to hang. Santana moves quickly to paint Rachel's nails white before she leaves.
"PezBerry Pie! We're here!" Mike calls out and the front door shuts.
"Oh! Mikie and Puck are here. Don't come out until we scream for you." The blonde grins and walks out of the bathroom while dragging Santana with her, while Santana says at the same time, "What did he just call us?"
Rachel stands up and looks in the mirror. She does look sexy, if she says so herself. And that in no way means she's cocky, as Puck likes to put it. Brittany squeals and she just automatically takes that as her cue to go out there. Her heels click along the hardwood floor and she sees Finn and Santana sitting on the couch, her legs propped up on his thighs, with Mike and Brittany laying on the couch looking up at the TV. Puck sits in the oversized chair that's usually reserved for Mike. Once she walks into the room, both guys have their jaws hanging wide open while her best friends sit there smiling.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she whispers into his ear. "Hi baby."
Puck stands up and leers at her. "Holy shit Ray. You look gorgeous." He leans over and kisses her.
She takes a minute to look at him. Dark blue button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a black vest and what she assumes is a white muscle shirt underneath and dark wash jeans with some dress shoes. "You look handsome." Rachel pulls him closer by his collar, since her heels make the top of her head come up to his neck instead of his pectoral muscles, and kisses him deeply.
"Whoa you two, calm down." Finn laughs and takes a pull from his beer on the table. "Holly is going to be at the premiere when you get there, but she won't be inside. She'll probably tell you to pose with Quinn at least once." He rolls his eyes.
"I don't like them." Brittany folds her arms over her chest and pouts at Puck.
"They're dumb skanks Britts." Santana looks over to Rachel and gives her an encouraging smile.
"Whatever. He's mine." She looks up at him and smiles.
He grins and pecks her lips. "We gotta get going. See ya after." Puck salutes them all and pushes Rachel towards the door. He decided they would just come to the condo afterwards since she lived closer to Hollywood anyways.
The red carpet is absolutely nothing what Rachel thought it would be. There is a line of photographers, literally, a line, that stands in front of said carpet and behind it is a board with sponsors and the posters for the movie.
"Just smile and you'll be alright." Puck kisses her neck and she tilts her head, sighing. It drives her insane when he kisses her right in that spot above her collar bone or behind her ear. She's about to say screw the premiere and take him back to the car so she can have her way with him.
"Don't let go of me." She squeezes his hand and he smirks at her.
Holly motions for them to walk out onto the carpet with Quinn right behind them. One of his arms drops over her shoulders, her left hand laced with his and they both smile at the millions of flashes that are going off. Rachel curls into his side naturally then reaches up to kiss his cheek. Puck looks down at her and smiles, fuck he probably looks goofy but he doesn't even care, then leans in to kiss her. It seems like even more flashes go off before he hears Holly behind him clear her throat.
"Get a picture with Quinn." She tilts her head towards the blonde and smiles curtly while Rachel continues to smile at the cameras.
"Be right back baby. The sooner I get this over with, the quicker we can get inside."
Rachel smiles and wipes the clear lipgloss off his cheek that she left. "Alright."
Puck walks over to Quinn and throws his arm over her shoulder carelessly and smirks at the cameras while she smiles brightly. He glances to the right and sees Rachel smiling and laughing with McLovin from Superbad. His eyes widen and he immediately ditches Quinn and walks over to his girl. The guy takes a few pictures with them then he leaves.
"Baby, that was…" He stares down at her with wide eyes. She's a natural at meeting people and smiling for the camera.
"I know! Oh my God wait until I tell Brittany! She loves that guy!" Rachel starts to ramble on and on even though they're still in front of the photographers and they're snapping pictures like she's a queen. He laughs and puts his right hand on her cheek and his left hand around her waist before he pulls her to him and kisses the hell out of her, effectively shutting her up.
The many photographers hoot and holler while they make out and Quinn just glances over at Holly who looks slightly appalled at their display of affection.
Sorry about the wait again. Hopefully this chapter will be acceptable for you guys though. I think I managed to get past the little block I had. I have a few ideas for the next chapter and I think it'll all come to me pretty fast!
Plus I've been working on a pretty long one shot to post soon, I hope! Any of you guys like baseball?
Edit: The outfit that Rachel wears to the premiere is inspired by this: Google Images- lea michele black puffball skirt , first image that pops up!