"Sometimes I guess things have to get worse before they can get better, and Blaine can see through the illness. Kurt's not an eating disorder. He's the guy my friend's in love with who has and eating disorder and needs people to unconditionally love him through it." He gave Quinn a tiny nod. "I just hope he continues to open up... Blaine's got so much love to give, and the more Kurt lets him in, the more love he's gonna find in Blaine."
They were lying in bed together in the aftermath of an extremely emotional day, and there was no way that wasn't going to bring up some kinds of feelings that maybe would catch them off guard. Puck had always thought Quinn was beautiful, since long before he'd even met Blaine. He'd never gotten the chance to date her in high school, and now, he was kind of glad he hadn't. The fact was, he didn't want that Quinn... Up herself and with the focus always on her goals and her life. What he wanted was this tender hearted, loving woman who was lying next to him. "I don't think it was wrong," Puck replied carefully. "I care about you, Quinn. And if I'm being honest, I've wanted to kiss you for a long time, but I didn't want you to think I was trying to take advantage because of what was going on." His voice low and slightly husky, he gently reached out to touch her cheek without realizing it until a brief moment later, when he pulled his hand back. "I'm not asking you for sex, or even to kiss me again if you don't want to," he said softly, brushing a loose strand of hair back out of her face with the lightest touch of his fingertips. "You just... Seem like you need someone to hold you."
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They were lying in bed together in the aftermath of an extremely emotional day, and there was no way that wasn't going to bring up some kinds of feelings that maybe would catch them off guard. Puck had always thought Quinn was beautiful, since long before he'd even met Blaine. He'd never gotten the chance to date her in high school, and now, he was kind of glad he hadn't. The fact was, he didn't want that Quinn... Up herself and with the focus always on her goals and her life. What he wanted was this tender hearted, loving woman who was lying next to him. "I don't think it was wrong," Puck replied carefully. "I care about you, Quinn. And if I'm being honest, I've wanted to kiss you for a long time, but I didn't want you to think I was trying to take advantage because of what was going on." His voice low and slightly husky, he gently reached out to touch her cheek without realizing it until a brief moment later, when he pulled his hand back. "I'm not asking you for sex, or even to kiss me again if you don't want to," he said softly, brushing a loose strand of hair back out of her face with the lightest touch of his fingertips. "You just... Seem like you need someone to hold you."