"He is. He's the reason I changed, if I'm honest. I never gave a shit about anybody but me until... Well, part of it came after me and Rachel gave up the baby in high school, but Blaine was the one who really went in with reckless abandon to get me to really think about shit and face my issues instead of just hiding behind being mister badass or whatever. He's a pretty big pain in the ass when he wants to be, but it's only because he cares. Honestly, I don't know what I would've done without him over the years." The man bit back a smirk that nearly rose to the surface. He knew what Blaine was up to, even if Quinn didn't. "I'm sure he's fine. I'll check in on him in a bit. If I go in now, he'll tell me he's not a little kid and he doesn't need another mommy."

Puck smiled back at Quinn, somewhat sheepishly. "I'm okay with that," he said with a shrug. "I mean, everybody deserves their chance to find something or somebody that makes them happy, right? And of all the people in the world I wanna see happy, Blaine's the top of the list. And if that means that I spend some nights in the future hearing the sounds of gay sex through the wall, then I'll be fine with that. How would you feel if Blaine and Kurt started dating and you had a hobbit attached at the hip to your fag?" he joked lightly, winking at her. "Sounds like, if he's that private, the fact he lets you guys in at all is a damn good sign that he cares a hell of a lot about you."