10 months ago on 11 July 2011 @ 1:47am + 35 notes
via tansanalopez (originally puckpuckpuck)

Skin Deep

tansanalopez:

She sighed again and let her eyes fall like curtains across her bloodshot eyes, blacking out the pain and the situation and just tilted her head into the solid feeling of his chest on her cheek. Tentatively sliding her hands to palm at his abs, always prepared to push anyone away physically in order to get away from them emotionally, she felt a tiny instinctive ‘click’ going off in the back of her brain at the reassuring hardness she found there. Twisting her lips and pressing herself into the familiar bends of his body, Santana breathed peacefully, timing herself to the thudding tattoo his own heart was beating against her ear until their hearts were in sync. God if he knew she’d just done something that incredibly girlish … 

Forcibly snapping herself out of her own reverie, Santana quirked her brow and asked quietly under her breath, thrown into a questioning of uncertainty again when he finally mentioned Quinn, “Because of you or because of me?”

Finally, in one last sigh and an uncomfortable shift of weight on her feet, Santana glanced up at him through the fans of her lashes, inwardly rolling her eyes at her own vulnerability and weakness and almost hating herself for having to ask. “Can you stay with me tonight?” she asked quietly in an indirect admittance that maybe she kind of needed him, not noticing as her fingers unconsciously toyed with the bottom of his beater’s thin hem. 

Puck allowed himself to relax into the embrace all the while appreciating the closeness between them. The distance between them earlier had made him a little sick, when all he really wanted to do was comfort her in the best way he knew how. Physically, yes. Only every once in a while he would be good at handling emotional problems, but they could work on that later when she wanted to talk about it more. For now, embracing her was enough to settle his worries enough. His hands subconsciously squeezed the robe between his fingers that were around her back tightly, as if he would stay in place if she tried to push him away again. He trusted that she wouldn’t bother a second time.

“Because of me. Too much has happened between us,” he sighed a little when he realized that was actually true. Puck didn’t want to admit it to anybody, but he was still afraid that Quinn would turn around and hurt him. Or better yet, go running back to Finn. Or Sam. Now that he thought about it, up until that moment, he was certain Quinn had put him second many times of the last year. They had a baby together, and shortly after she was with Sam. Even after saying he loved her at the hospital. Well, whatever. Past it the past.

He bit his lip uneasily. Tomorrow was his flight to New York to visit Shelby and his daughter. He should of been packing his things and preparing to see his daughter for the first time since birth, but this was Santana, and shit had just got real. He couldn’t leave. Not even if he wanted to. “I’ll stay. But I’m going to be gone for a little while after tomorrow.” he murmured with a slight frown on his features.

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