The fact of the matter was, Puck had been on edge for weeks. Between spending every spare moment in Jacksonville with Blaine, Kurt, and sometimes Quinn, and all the stress of his job, combined with the fact that his feelings for Quinn were a lot deeper than one-time comfort sex kinds of feelings... Well, it wasn't hard to realize that his brain was a jumbled mess of exhaustion and emotions he couldn't fully understand. And not having Rachel around had been tough on him. The two of them had never made the best of couples, but they made one hell of a pair of friends when things were good. And ordinarily, these were the kinds of things Puck would've felt comfortable talking to Rachel about, but now? She'd managed to fuck everything up with Blaine, and Puck's loyalty to Blaine, combined with the fact that Rachel really was well and truly the one in the wrong had made it hard for him to come to her.
Still, she'd asked him to have coffee with her, and the fact was that no matter what, she had a part of him that no one else ever would. She'd carried and given birth to his child all those years ago, and they'd gone through the painful process of giving said child up for adoption together. It was a pain that Puck had gotten over, with a lot of help along the way from good friends, and he was more or less happy with the way his life had turned out, as opposed to being stuck in Lima in an unhappy marriage (or divorce) with Rachel, raising a child who would turn out unhappy, too. They'd made the best decision for themselves and the baby, and Puck wouldn't have changed it. But despite the fact that they were well past that, there would always be that bond between them that meant that Puck could never entirely write Rachel off.
As he sat down in front of her, he was fully expecting another Rachel Berry moment, but the one that came wasn't exactly what he was thinking. It was a full on outburst of heartbroken feelings, and Puck just stared at her for a moment as his brain caught up to his ears. "R... Rachel, Blaine... You know Blaine better than that. He'd still be talking to you on the regular if you hadn't said that to Kurt." He paused, shaking his head as he tried to understand Berry logic for what seemed like the millionth time. "He loves you to death, you know. You're his hag. Or were. I just don't understand why you'd do this."
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Still, she'd asked him to have coffee with her, and the fact was that no matter what, she had a part of him that no one else ever would. She'd carried and given birth to his child all those years ago, and they'd gone through the painful process of giving said child up for adoption together. It was a pain that Puck had gotten over, with a lot of help along the way from good friends, and he was more or less happy with the way his life had turned out, as opposed to being stuck in Lima in an unhappy marriage (or divorce) with Rachel, raising a child who would turn out unhappy, too. They'd made the best decision for themselves and the baby, and Puck wouldn't have changed it. But despite the fact that they were well past that, there would always be that bond between them that meant that Puck could never entirely write Rachel off.
As he sat down in front of her, he was fully expecting another Rachel Berry moment, but the one that came wasn't exactly what he was thinking. It was a full on outburst of heartbroken feelings, and Puck just stared at her for a moment as his brain caught up to his ears. "R... Rachel, Blaine... You know Blaine better than that. He'd still be talking to you on the regular if you hadn't said that to Kurt." He paused, shaking his head as he tried to understand Berry logic for what seemed like the millionth time. "He loves you to death, you know. You're his hag. Or were. I just don't understand why you'd do this."