Quinn continued to keep one hand resting on her bulging stomach in hopes of feeling another little flutter, while her gaze drifted to Puck every few seconds or so. The grin on his face was one she had never seen on him before. He looked overjoyed and in return she couldn’t help but give into the smile tugging her own lips upward. The fact that one little kick from their baby could make both of them this happy made Quinn start to consider keeping it a real option now more than ever, which scared her probably more than anything else ever could. After another moment, she let her hand drop to her side and her thoughts were silenced in her mind, as she spotted Puck trying to stealthily set the remote on the ground. Rolling her eyes, she couldn’t help but let out a hushed laugh before the smile that was presence just a few seconds ago reappeared. “Really?!” She asked, her eyes widening with excitement before grabbing the remote off the floor and quickly changing the channel. “You’re the best.” She said honestly and enthusiastically, before scooting herself closer to Puck. “You’re gonna love it.”
Especially after all this, there was no way Puck could even consider giving this kid up. Not that he wanted to consider it earlier, but with everything seeming so real, it was just out of the question. If Quinn wanted to give it up… they’d have to make some compromise. But if (when) they had the kid, would he be ready for everything? Money, food, enough patience to deal with a crying baby? He had to be. There was no way around it. “Sure I am,” said Puck, looking up at the TV. The opening of Quinn’s movie were on the screen… a bunch of cheerleaders. Typical. They were singing about being sexy and cute while dancing in their little cheerleading shorts, something Puck definitely wouldn’t mind watching for two hours. “Is this what it’s like the whole movie?” he asked Quinn, ready for a slap to his face or something. Whose bright idea was it to sit them on the couch and watch this?
Well, do you want to be there? Like, in the room and stuff?
And fine then, Puck. I’ll just go all by myself.
Yeah, I really do, but I wasn’t sure if you’d let me.
Nah, you shouldn’t go by yourself, I’ll come… if I really have to.
#uh… is it really gonna make you hurt that bad? #breaking one bone hurts like a bitch
I think you should take me those baby birthing classes. It’ll help us prepare for the whole delivery, don’t you think?
Does that mean I get to be there, y’know, when it’s born? And no way, are those the ones where they make you practice breathing and stuff.
Then it’s not worth it to me.
And unless Britt is going, I mean, that’s different.
awh, come in. it’ll be fun! and you should totally coem to my halloween party :)
And the party.
.. Will there be booze?
There is if you know where to find it.