Hello dearies!:)
It was tough but finally I manage to post another update! I had a spanish literature exam this week so I had my hands a little bit full with that. But first, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR KEEP SHOWING ME YOUR SUPPORT! You are amazing and every time I see a new review, I just can't stop smiling. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I will never say it enough!
It's Puck's birthday!;) (fun fact: me and Mark Salling share the birthday... talking about a couple of good-looking people LOOL! August 17th rocks!) Hope you'll like it!
Time flew by in New York where everyone was focused in finding their own way and, in a blink of an eye, it was already the middle of August.
Mike, thanks to Brittany, discovered the joy of teaching hip hop to children while being an active member of Brittany's crew and helping her creating the various routines. He divided his time between dance studios (the one where he worked regularly and the one where he rehearsed with the group), his friends and Tina, who decided to trust him and gave all her heart to him (and not just her body). They were a really adorable couple!
Blaine decided to throw himself in the whirlwind that were theatre auditions: he hired an agent that could help him and pointing out all those audition where the curly-haired man could have a real shot. The research was exhausting and, up until that moment, a little bit pointless but Blaine was a very positive person and was more that sure that his big break will soon arrive. To kill time between audition, he found a job in the adorable, little bookshop in front of the petite man's apartment.
Finn found himself a job in a firm as the post guy and all-around assistant, strolling from office to office, delivering the mail and helping out when needed. It wasn't very satisfying but, at least, the pay wasn't that bad and the people were really nice and kind to him. But, most importantly, it had defined working hours that left him free to keep playing with Puck and Sam.
The threesome still played at the club and Joel gladly put the group in the Friday night's slot. Noah was right: it really gave them much more visibility and a wider audience, which grew wider and wider as the weeks went by. Sure, no one from any music label contacted them or seemed interested in their band yet but they were having the time of their life on the stage and that was the only thing that mattered for now. Moreover, it gave them the possibility to met other musicians that helped them a lot, giving them every kind of advice or help. Rachel was really happy to see how supportive the musical community was.
Sam got hired at Emma's diner, where Quinn was still working, as a cook since the diner was doing great and needed more help to provide food to the new wave of clients ("Holy shit. They're doomed. If he don't set fire to the kitchen then, sure as hell, he's going to food-poison everyone. We're not going there anymore, babe" was Puck's reaction when he found it out). However, he was doing a great job. Well… if you don't count the time when he spill a pot of meat sauce on the floor, causing Emma a mental breakdown. Or the time when he cut his finger while cutting vegetables and the blood accidentally went on Emma's dress, causing another mental breakdown. Or the time when… Okay, he still wasn't very skilled but he was learning. He was very lucky that Millie, the other cook, was a very patient kind woman and was more than happy to teach him everything he needed to survive in the kitchen.
Thanks to the pursuit of a musical career, Puck ended up working in a music shop owned by one of the musicians who helped the threesome the most. The guy was around is fifties and, when he was younger, he was one of the most requested guitarist in the city. He even played for some pretty famous singers but, unfortunately, gambling destroyed his career and his personal life. Only with professional help and the support of his family, he managed to get back in the saddle and start anew, opening the shop.
Puck loved working there. He was surrounded by guitars (which were his second favourite things ever… In the first place there were girls – and, with girls, he meant Rachel) and any other type of musical instrument all day long and the owner even let the band use the sound-proofed room for practise. It was a sweet fucking deal if you asked Puck.
So, with all these adjustments, time really flew by and, without realising it, it was already the middle of August and Puck's birthday was only a couple of days ahead.
On Wednesday evening, Rachel arrived at Noah and Sam's place and dragged her feet until she could finally let herself fall on the free armchair. With her eyes closed, she tipped off her shoes and groaned when she wiggled her tip toes, hearing them crack lowly at the movement.
The guys were playing Super Mario Kart when the woman entered and immediately paused the game when they noticed that she didn't come in twitting at them as usual. Noh asked her worriedly "Babe, everything's alright?" but her response didn't actually calm him since she whimpered a tentative "Yes, Noah, I'm fine".
Sam smiled tightly at her, feeling sorry for his best friend's girlfriend while Noah got up and went out of sight. He came back a couple of minutes later and he crawled the brunette woman in his arms.
He entered in the bathroom and locked the door behind them. She opened one eye and asked him "Noah, what are we doing in the bathroom?". He put her down and started to undress her as he told her "We're taking a bath". She groaned a little and replied sweetly "Honey, you know how much I love making love to you but, right now, I'm very tired and I don't think I'll managed to…", which made him chuckle and say "We're just going to take a bubble bath so your muscles won't be that sore after that. No funny business, I promise".
Her head snapped to the bath full of water and soft whit foam; she didn't even notice that he prepared all that! She looked at him with misty eyes and, smiling, she asked "Do you know that I love you very much and that you're the best boyfriend ever?". He laughed out loud but reply nonetheless "Yep and yep. But keep repeating that, I'm not complaining. Now hop in the tub, babe".
She entered in it as he undressed himself, open the window (she only took hot baths so, with the hot New York summer weather, the only way for him to survive was opening the window wide open!) and followed her right after, positioning himself so they were facing one another.
Underwater, his hands found one of her feet and his callous fingers started to pressing the centre of it, massaging it slowly. He smirked when he heard her growl lowly and saw her tilting her head back, against the tile-covered wall. "Noah, you have no idea how much I need it. Today rehearsal was hell. We rehearsed the group scenes at least seventy times just because the producer was there and Mr. Cole wanted everything to be perfect. And I don't know what was wrong with Matthew today but he really couldn't get "A little fall of rain" right and we had to do it times and times again. My throat is so sore. Before going to sleep I'm so having a tank of lemon tea and honey. Seriously, I'm all for being perfect and rehears until everything is absolutely flawless but I think that today they took it a little too far. However, it's okay because when, in a month, the curtain will open and I will sing in front of an audience, I will be perfect. Perfect" Rachel said with an exhausted voice.
Puck simply hummed as he focused his attentions on the other feet, making her moan and murmured "God, honey. You're so good". At that, he laughed out loud and stated "Yeah, you say it almost everyday. Sure, usually you say it when I'm buried inside you and I…" but stopped when she kicked him right in the chest and hissed "Shut up, you pig!".
He chuckled and silence settled among them for a while until she asked him "How was your day?". He shrugged and told her "The usual. Sold a couple of Fender to some rich douchebags who probably don't even know how to use them properly but it's all good. Jack and the guys told me to thank you for the cookies".
"I'm glad they liked them" she smiled tiredly, her eyes close and her arms leaned on the bathtub's edges. Then, she continued "So, what does the birthday boy want to do Saturday?". He stared at her dumbfounded and asked her "How the hell do you know that Saturday is my birthday?!" but she simply replied "Noah, we're together since January. Seven months. Do you really think I would go that far without knowing your birthday's day? Moreover, I have my informers". He pouted a bit and rebutted "So why do I not know when your birthday is?". He didn't even finished his question that she was already answering "Because you never asked". "Well… Then I'm asking!" he told her, making her laugh a bit and say "December 18th".
He closed his eyes and cursed in his head before saying "Shit, babe! You could have told me! Now I look like a douche!" but, instead of agreeing with him, she simply dunked her hand in the hot water and caressed gently his shin, whispering "You don't look like a douche, honey. Believe me, it's not a big deal. With my parents not here and me busy organising the Christmukkah's dinner, I barely celebrated it. I only went to lunch with Finn and Santana and that's it. Believe me, you don't have to worry".
"I still feel like shit" he mumbled "I could have brought you something, at least". Rachel rolled her eyes under her eyelids and replied "Stop it, Noah. Really. You don't have to worry. It's fine. But I asked you what you want for your birthday, so answer me". His hands slid on her calves and worked on her tired muscles as he said in a low tone "You".
"You already have me" she stated, opening her eyes and smiling lovingly at him, but she tilted her head back and growled in frustration when he replied "I want you naked for 24 hours straight. Like my personal sex slave. The only thing you're allowed to wear are that skimpy Victoria's Secret lingerie set you brought two days ago". "God, Noah. You sound like your sex-deprived when it's the complete opposite" she whined, making him laugh and reply "It's not my fault that my girl is sexy as hell and I think that the best place on earth is between your tights".
The petite brunette sat up straight and leaned forward so she could slap him in the chest. He laughed out loud and grabbed her wrist, dragging her gently so she could settle against his chest and between his legs while water spilled out of the tub.
"You're deplorable" she murmured as she nuzzled her nose against his chest and rested her cheek on it. He kissed her head and his hand went on the back of her neck, squeezing it lightly, before he whispered against her hair "And still you love me". "That I do" she said back "But I'd like to think that you corrupted me with your charm and your good looks", caressing his side lazily. "Yeah, 'cause you're so easily corruptible, aren't ya?" he chuckled, receiving a quit him in response.
Her breath started to even out and she fell asleep there, his heartbeat in her ear and his touch easing the ache. She was woken up a bit later by Puck's voice. The water was lukewarm, almost cold, and, instead of bubbles, a faint layer of soap was floating over the water.
"Sleepyhead, it's time to get out" he said but she didn't move; she just told him sleepily "I have to wash my hair". He tried to get out of the tub but Rachel was holding him in place; he looked at her and, with a smile, trailed "Rach…". She pouted a bit as she said "Stay here. I like here with you. You're comfortable. You can wash my hair". He cup her chin with his hand and uttered "Babe, listen to me. While you wash your hair, I'll cook you dinner, 'cause I won't let you starve, and then we'll cuddle in my bed and you can you my perfect body as pillow again. If I wash your hair, it's gonna take longer and you'll probably fall asleep before eating something".
"I love when you talk all sweet and caring to me" she smiled tiredly and finally let him go.
She really won the boyfriends' jackpot.
It was 7.30 in the morning and Rachel was already wide awake, laying on her boyfriend's bed; his arm around her and his hand on her boob. She could feel his warm breath on her neck and soft snores filled the room. Her eyes couldn't leave his digital clock on the nightstand: in two hours an a half, her "perfect Noah's birthday project" will start and she was really excited! She put a lot of effort in organising everything and she really hoped he would like it all.
She was quivering in excitement as she watched the minutes pass so very slowly. She couldn't even wake him up (because she wanted to let him sleep in a bit) or go make breakfast or go clean the house (because she didn't want him to wake up alone in the bed on his birthday) so she tried to close her eyes again, feeling her heart beating quickly.
After a while, she felt herself being dragged closer to her body and his nose nuzzle against his neck as he said very tiredly "Babe, calm down and go back to sleep". Rachel checked again the alarm: 8 a.m. She turned so she could face him and she kissed him sweetly, whispering against his lips "Happy birthday, Noah". He grinned with his eyes still closed and hummed before saying "Thanks, B. Now go back to sleep".
She giggled but replied "You go, honey. I'll go make you breakfast. I've already planned out the perfect day. I can't wait, Noah. I'm so excited!". Noah whined when she moved away from him, mumbling "I'm the birthday boy. You should do what I want and I want you here with me. You can think about breakfast around 3 p.m. if I have my way with you" but the petite woman rebutted quickly "No, honey, because the courier will arrive around 10 with one of your surprise and you have to be already out of bed so we can start our day. But, for now, you can sleep a little bit longer. I'll wake you up later".
She leaned to give him another kiss but he was able to hold her and push her down on his chest, his arms around her. "Noah…" she admonished but Puck didn't let go of her and asked her with a lazy smirk "Does the surprise have something to do with the thousand sandwiches you made last night?". The brown-eyed girl frowned and stated "They're not a thousand, drama queen. And… You have to wait to find it out. So, let go of me, you Neanderthal. I have final birthday plans to arrange".
"No" he pouted and rub his hard member against her tight, saying "Now he's awake too and we want you". Rachel nuzzled her nose in the shell of his ear and chuckled a bit but, right after, she told him with a sultry voice "Noah, we really don't have time as right now but believe me when I say that I'm going to take very good care of you and your needs as soon as we are all alone. Okay?". He reluctantly let her go, growling and mumbling "Fuck". The last thing she saw before closing the door was his hand sliding inside his pants.
After a couple of hours, he was still in his pyjama and was watching the TV absentmindedly, zapping through several network without finding anything interesting while Rachel was getting ready in his bedroom.
When the doorbell rang, Rachel's voice thrilled from the other room "Honey, can you open the door? I'm still not ready!". He rolled his eyes but got up and went for the door; he definitely didn't expect what was waiting for him on the other side.
"Surprise!" Beth, Frank and Denise hollered excitedly in the hallway of the building. "Happy Birthday, uncle Puck" yelled Beth, jumping on Noah while he was standing with his eyes and mouth wide open. He was shocked and he couldn't even utter a word. Frank stage-whispered "I think we broke him", that was met by Denise's nod and a loud laugh from behind Noah.
Rachel was assisting at the scene from the apartment's hallway with a big smile on her face. She took a couple of steps and hugged Beth's parents, exchanging pleasantries, while Beth was studying Noah's face and asked him worriedly "Aren't you happy to see us?".
That seemed to snap Puck's attention back so he replied "Are you out of your mind, bee? Of course I'm happy to see you! I'm just… Really surprised". Beth nodded happily; her hazel eyes shone in excitement as she informed him "Rachel told us not to say anything to you! I'm so happy that we can spend the weekend together! We're going to have so much fun". Noah looked at the girl's parents and asked "You guys are staying for the weekend? In which hotel?" but, instead of Denise or Frank, Rachel answered "Here. This is the reason why Sam is going to stay with Quinn for the weekend".
Noah looked right in her eyes, grinning broadly at her. It was already the best birthday ever: even if he always dreamed of spending his birthday with the little girl, he never asked Frank and Denise for it because he was afraid that they would deny it to him since he wasn't a member of the family. Guess it was a stupid fear, after all.
He smirked and said "And here I was thinking that he left so we could…" but Denise scolded him by saying "You're not going to continue that sentence, Noah Puckerman!", which made Puck and Frank laugh out loud. When he calmed down a little, he continued "I was going to say that he left so that me and Rach could cuddle on the sofa and watch movies but it's nice to know where your mind is!", making Denise turn crimson red and Frank laugh even more.
Rachel slapped his arm and told him sternly "Stop making our guests uncomfortable!". Then, the woman caressed Beth's hair affectionately and asked her "Well? Don't I deserve a hug too?". The young girl beamed at her and her arms slid from their previous position around Noah's neck and went around Rachel's. The man eased the girl into Rachel's embrace and hugger her foster parents.
When Rachel and Beth broke the embrace, the young woman said excitedly "Come on, follow me! I'll show you your room. Sam freed for you a drawer and I already set your bed and a camp bed so you should be okay but, if you need anything else, tell me and I will be more than happy to help you. Noah, go change while I'll show them around the house so we can go and get this birthday started! I already picked the most appropriate clothes for the day and I put them on the bed".
Noah laughed and saluted her, telling her "Yes, captain". He waited for the foursome to disappear in Sam's room before going in his room and frowning when he saw the item that resting on the top of the pile. "Ehm… Rach? Can you come here?" he said loud enough for his girlfriend to hear him in the other room and stood here, arm crossed in front of his chest, until he heard Rachel getting in the room. "What's wrong, honey?" she asked worriedly as she hugged him from behind and listen carefully when Puck asked her "Babe, why on heart do I have to wear my swimming trunks?", laughing at the confused tone in his voice.
She sat down on the bed and looked at him with a bright smile on her face "Because we're going to Brighton beach today! Denise and Frank already have the beach umbrella in their car and Beth is super bumped about it. I already put the sandwiches and some beverages in the cooler so we're not going to starve". She got up and pecked his lips before chirping "Get dressed, pretty boy, so we can go and have some fun! You're going to love today!".
Before she was able to go away, Noah held her tight against his body and cupped her chin in his hand, looking right in her eyes and saying "I already love it. Thank you so much for inviting them. You're amazing and…". His voice quivered a bit and he had to wait a bit and clear his throat before continuing "Just… Thank you. I love you". Rachel, with glassy eyes, caressed his face softly and slowly as she replied "I love you too, Noah. So much". The two shared a kiss that expressed all the tenderness and love that they felt for one another and kept kissing until Rachel broke it and said "Come on, Noah. Get ready; we're going to wait for you in the living room", packing his lips one last time and disappearing behind the door.
"Noah, wait! You forgot to put the sunscreen on!" Rachel yelled at her boyfriend who was walking towards the ocean with a bouncing Beth next to him. He rolled his eyes (which made Beth snicker) and turned to say to her "Don't worry, ma! I'll be fine!". Rachel put her arms akimbo and stomped her foot on the sand, saying "You come back here right now, Noah Puckerman, or so help me God…".
Denise and Frank was laughing out loud from their position on some beach chairs and Frank told him "Yeah, Puck. You'd better listen to her or I sense that she'll cut your "cuddle and movie" time for awhile". The brown-eyed woman smirked and stated "Listen to him, Noah. He's a future-teller", grinning when he huffed and mumbled to Beth "She's a party pooper. Don't know why you like her so much".
The couple arrived next to her; Puck with a big pout on his face that made the petite woman laugh out loud. She grabbed one of his hands and squeezed a little bit of solar protection formula on his palms so he could rub it on his chest before she walked around him and started to rub the sunscreen on his back and shoulders too.
While she kept massaging his back with the product, she told him "Stop pouting, baby boy! If you were just as good as Beth, who put the sunscreen right on, the two of you would be already playing in the water".
Frank and Denise couldn't stop laughing at the bickering between the two and they found particularly hilarious when Rachel, once finished with the back and with the remains of the protection formula, started to unceremoniously passing her hands on Puck's face while he kept rumbling like a kettle .
"Guys, I can't wait to see you with your kids" said Frank while wiping away some tears from his eyes. The little family didn't notice as the heads of the young couple snapped at him at the mention of future children: they had never talked about children, THEIR future children at least, but, when Frank said that, a warm sensation filled them and a small smile appeared on their face. Rachel was the first to talk, turning to Frank and giving her back to Noah "Well, let's just hope they will act like me then. I already have a Puckerman baby to deal with and he's more than enough". Puck looked down at her and smiled fondly, hugging her from behind and pecking her neck before saying "Like hell, babe. They're gonna be just like their pops!".
Then, he bolted towards the ocean and yelled "Last one in the water is a smelly fart!", immediately followed by Beth who cried out loud "Ehi! It's not fair! You didn't count to three!". Rachel shook her head and muttered "Good God, please, don't let them be like him" loud enough that the other two grown-ups heard that and were thrown in another fit of laughter.
Beth and Puck came back almost an hour later, soaked wet and hungry like wolves. After eating the majority of the sandwiches Rachel made, Puck started to talk to Beth's parents about pretty much everything under the sun. They didn't even realise how much silent Rachel and Beth were. It wasn't until Noah asked to his girlfriend "Am I right or am I right, Rach?" and they didn't hear a reply that they turn to check on them.
They grinned at the vision of the two asleep on Rachel's beach towel, under the shadow of the beach umbrella. Beth was resting her head on Rachel's arm, which was wrapped securely around the girl's shoulder. Beth's arm was resting on the petite brunette's stomach and her thin leg was wrapped around the other's tanned one. Puck immediately went for his phone and took a few pictures of the two of them, setting the best one as background. He was a really lucky guy: his girls were fucking perfect.
"They look so cute together" Denise whispered next to him, smiling fondly and taking a picture with her camera, before putting a hand on the small of his back and ushering him to where they were previously seated. Once seated, Noah looked at Beth's parents and said "Thank you so much for being here. It… it really means a lot to me".
The two parents shared a small smile before Frank told him "Ehi, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have Beth now. We will be forever grateful for that and we'll always have your back. You're family and you stuck with us. And we are more than happy of being here! Beth was basically bouncing on the walls when she found out; it was worst than that time she ate the 10 pixie sticks and was on a sugar high for, at least, two hours and a half!".
The threesome chuckled and talked a little bit more, even if they use a lower tone of voice so they wouldn't wake up Rachel and Beth, until Puck said "Come on, Frank. Ready to get your ass handed to you at beach tennis? I'll go easy on you so you won't break your hip". Denise was trying to hold back her laughter, failing miserably, while the man was looking at the younger one with his mouth agape. He got up slowly while saying "My, my, my. Don't go crying to Rachel when I'll kick your young cocky ass", grabbing the racket that a laughing Puck was giving him and the two started to walk away, leaving Denise there, checking on the sleepy beauties while reading a book.
The afternoon passed quickly, filled with laughter and joy until the moment when their stomachs started to grumble. Rachel checked her phone and told the others "Okay, guess the best option for us is going at the diner of Mrs. and Mr. Williams and have something to eat. Is it okay for you?", looking around and grinning when the other nodded enthusiastically.
The small group collected their items and started to walk to the parking lot where they had left the car so they could drop a few things and walk to the diner. Rachel was unusually quiet so Puck turned to check on her and asked "Who're you texting to, babe?". She rose her head as if the question caught her off guard, blinked a couple of times and then, with a blinding smile, she answered "Finn. He wrote me to check on me and I was simply replying to his text".
He nodded but, leaning a bit so his face was close to hers, said in a hushed tone "Finnessa should stop fucking worrying about you when you're with me". "You're awful! And watch you mouth; there are innocent ears that may hear you!" she stated with a big scowl, which quickly disappeared when he put his arms around her and kissed her sweetly, sucking gently her bottom lip.
The only put an end of it when they heard a really familiar giggle dangerously next to them and a cute voice singing "Uncle Puck and Rachel sitting on a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G". Puck's eyes became large as saucers and pointed at her, saying "Don't you ever do what me and Rach were doing, okay bee? Or, at least, not until you're 45! It's gross and it gives you cooties!".
Rachel's was looking absolutely shocked but then, when his words sank in, she was uncertain if laughing (like Beth's parents were doing in that moment) or being highly offended by the fact that he just said that kissing her was gross. So she settled for a firm slap on his arm and a glare, making him shoot an apologetic smile at her.
The girl giggled and ran to her parents, leaning on her dad, while Denise laughed and passed her hand on the girl's hair affectionately while saying "Oh, Puck, I think you're a little late with your advice". The group started to walk in the sidewalk and Puck was dangerously silent as he thought about the woman's words; then, he screeched "The f…". Thank God that Rachel was ready to censor his reaction by slanting her hand over his mouth. Rachel looked at the girl, who was blushing and smiling slightly between her parents, and, with a mischievous tone, said "Really? That's a story I really need to hear!". Beth giggled and stated "I have a boyfriend".
The petite woman started to coo at the girl "Aww, Beth! That's so sweet! What's his name?" while Puck, who, in the meantime, managed to free his mouth from his girlfriend's hand, whined "What?! Bee, you're way to young to have a boyfriend! And you two let her go with that?!". Frank shook his head and replied "Don't look at me, dude. I tried to stop that but the girls wouldn't hear me out"; in fact, Denise stated "They are absolutely adorable together and he's a really nice boy".
"I believe they are!" Rachel chanted in a sweet tone, not tearing away her gaze from the girl and smiling brightly when Beth met her eyes. The girl blushed a little bit more when she said "His name is Dominic and he lives in our building. He's very nice and funny even if sometimes he's still annoying". Rachel was turning into a puddle from the cuteness of the girl's confession and tried to gather more information "So he kissed you? Or you kissed him? That's so cute!", making Noah grunt next to her and mumble "Babe, I don't really need to know that". She replied "Shush you", refocusing her attention on Beth, who told her "He kissed me. We were playing hide and seek in our yard and we were hiding in the same spot. He kissed me there and he told me that I'm really pretty".
The brown-eyed woman squealed in delight while Puck said again "You're too young to have a boyfriend" but Rachel shook her head and stated "Nonsense. I had my first boyfriend when I was 7! It's never too soon or too late for love!". The birthday man took his head in his hands and grumbled a little more, feeling the small arm of Rachel slide on his back and hugging him sideways.
When they arrived in front of the diner, he was still with his head in his hands and he heard Rachel asked the others "Can you guys go in and take a table. We will be right after". The ding of the door signalled that the family entered and the sweet voice of Rachel tried to calm him down "Honey? Honey? Would you look at me, please?".
He took a deep sigh and his arms fell down heavy on his sides while he whined a little more "I knew that this day would arrive. She's too perfect. What if this fucker tries something on her? I'm going to kill him". Rachel giggled as she slid her hands in his and replied "Would you calm down? Of course you knew this day would arrive but you're kind of exaggerating it all right now, even if it's very endearing seeing you being so protective towards her. However, you should not be such a drama queen, and this is coming from me! She's only nine, going for ten; the most daring thing they could do is kissing on the lips and walking hand in hand. So calm down because you're upsetting her and yourself and today is your birthday; you shouldn't be upset".
Puck frowned at what his girl said and asked "I am upsetting Beth?! How?", feeling like shit when Rachel told him "I saw how Beth was looking at your reaction and was a little bit saddened by it. I think she thinks you're mad at her. So, please, would you stop this charade and enjoy the rest of your birthday and of the weekend with them?".
He closed his eyes tight and rested his forehead on her shoulder, murmuring "God, I'm such an asshole" and chuckling a little when she answered "Yes, you are. You're just lucky that we love you nonetheless". He held her tight and the two stayed like that for a couple of minutes, until she said "So, are you ready to go in there?", passing her hand gently in his mohawk. He nodded and pecked her lips, grabbing her hand and entering in the diner.
He barely put a foot in the establishment that he was covered in confetti expelled from party-poppers. He looked around and he immediately saw Finn and Blaine with the exploded party-poppers and singing "Happy Birthday". Noah was too stunned to say anything so he just took a good look around: on his left, a big banter that said "Happy Birthday" and, under that, a long table with his friends under it: Brittany and Beth were next to each other, basically bouncing in rhythm with the song; Santana was sulking (because Brittany forced her to wear a birthday paper hat with bright balloons print on it) but was singing anyway; Sam, with an arm around Quinn, was singing and giving his best friend thumb-ups. Mike, Kurt, Tina and Marley, along with some of Noah's co-workers and Beth's parents, were clapping and singing happily. Even the regular costumers of the diner were singing along with them.
When the song ended, Mrs. Williams put a birthday paper hat (identical to the ones who everyone were wearing) on his head and squeezed his cheeks tightly, kissing them soundly and saying "Happy Birthday Puck! I was so happy when that precious girlfriend of yours called us to see if it was okay to reserve a table for your birthday dinner! It was years since that last time we celebrated your birthday together. About damn time, I say!". Puck laughed and hugged Loreen tight before hugging his friends as well, thanking them for being here.
The dinner went smoothly; the food was great as the company. Everyone fell in love with Beth (who was a lot happier once Noah told him that he wasn't angry at her): she was her usual adorable self and she had everyone wrapped around her finger by the end of the dinner. Only a few people knew she was Noah's biological daughter (those being Sam, Santana and Finn) because, since the little girl didn't know that the mohawked man was her real father, they were afraid that the others would let something slip about it. For them, Beth and her parents were just some old family's friends that were particularly close to Puck.
The dinner (well… the dinner and the several shenanigans that came after that – including opening his birthday's presents) was over by 10 p.m.. Beth was in Frank's arms, fast asleep with her head on his shoulder as the little group made their way to the parking lot with several bags with them after saying goodbye to their group of friends.
Once at home, the family wished to the young couple sweet dreams and retired in Sam's bedroom, leaving the couple relax a little in the living room. Rachel was lying on the couch, her head on Puck's tight and watching in low volume a late night talk show while he was looking at her.
"God, you're fucking perfect" he murmured very lowly but she heard that and smiled brightly, turning so she could see his face. "Thank you. Remember that the next time you say I'm crazy" she said playfully as he passed his hand on her face and on her hair and looked at her with a fond smile on his face.
After a couple of minutes of silence, she asked him "Did you like your birthday?", giggling when he told her "I fucking love today. Really, Rach. It was… No one ever done something like that for me". The petite woman sat up and moved so she was straddling his lap. His hands automatically went on her hips, steadying her, and frowned when he heard her utter "So you're not mad that I didn't buy you any present?".
He took her face in his hands and, as slowly as possible, said "Are you freaking out of your mind? Didn't you realise just how amazing this day was? I spent the day with you, Beth and my friends. I don't need anything else. I swear, it was a fucking perfect day". She smiled and kissed him sweetly, tongues brushing gently against the other and hands roaming slow on the other's body.
Of course, when the Bostonian family was already on its way home and Rachel entered his room with the hottest lingerie he had ever seen – black and red with black lace placed strategically and red ribbons so he could unwrap her slowly, he didn't complain at all.
Best. Birthday. Ever.
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