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serpentlopez · 5 years ago

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Who: Eliana & Puck @firefighterxnoah

What: After Puck gets a text message from Quinn about her renewed relationship, Eliana goes to offer some comfort.

When: Oct 20, Afternoon

Where: At the Hummel’s

Notes: Mentions of Quinn

ELIANA

Eliana had planned on going up to the tattoo parlor that afternoon. She technically had been skating by when it came to her responsibilities but a quick text message to the client she was supposed to meet and she had it rescheduled. Right now, she knew when she was needed and frankly, Puck had been through enough. She didn't like the idea of being being along after the North Side Princess decided to dump him on his ass like he wasn't good enough. She had no fucking idea how much of a good thing she walked away from. Propping her bike up in front of the Hummel's, Eliana walked up, tried the door and, finding it unlocked, took the liberty of letting herself in. The raven haired woman had a habit of making herself at home wherever she was so when she spotted the Sheriff pouring himself a cup of coffee, she didn't pay any mind to the confused expression of his face. Eliana winked at him and then walked into the room she knew Puck was staying. Her cocky expression changes the minute she saw him. "Hey.."

PUCK

Puck stared at his phone, reading the texts from Quinn over and over. He had a feeling this would happen, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. She went back to Clarington, to a fellow elite. He wasn’t sure what he would do without Ellie. He needed her. She was his person. She was the closest thing he had to family. He was curled up in bed, having tossed his phone to the chair against the wall, only looking to the door when he heard Ellie come in. “Hey...”

ELIANA

If she were anyone else, Eliana was sure that she would have some words right now. She would tell him that the girl who broke his heart was a bitch and didn't deserve him. She'd tell him that he would find someone better, someone who understood him and accepted him for all the ugly and wonderful things he was. Maybe she would have told him all the ways he was a great person but it wasn't that she hadn't said those things in some fashion before. Right now, Puck was hurting, and she only knew one way to help him. Shutting the door behind her, the woman kicked off her boots and then climbed into bed with him. She was careful climbing up his body, finally settling herself snug against him. "I'm sorry," she hummed, kissing the scruffy side of his face.

PUCK

As soon as she was against him, he wrapped his arms around her, and kept her close to him. He shouldn’t have hurt the way he did, and yet... he did. “... Was I really not good enough?” He sighed, “did I do something wrong? Is something wrong with me?” He turned to look at her, “why is it that whenever I’m into someone, they aren’t into me? Or I don’t stand a chance in hell of being with them?” He swallowed, trying not to cry. “Like... you. You’d be... perfect. But I’m not worthy, so, y’know.”

ELIANA

"She's the one who fucked up here," Eliana said, putting her hand on his face so that he would look at her. She wanted to make sure that he knew she meant every word, that she wasn't just saying this because she was a friend and that's what the people you care about say when you're hurting. "You got into the ring at a disadvantage but that doesn't mean that you weren't good enough. You can't look at everything you've done and think you wouldn't be good enough for anyone." Though at his comment, she felt a hitch inside her chest that she tried to swallow past. Perfect. No one called her perfect. She was far from anything resembling person. "Stop that," she said. "You can be sad, or upset, or feel like crap for a while but you are not going to do that thing where you think you're not enough. I'll kick your crippled ass if you even try, you hear me?"

PUCK

It was hard to keep looking at her, but, this was Ellie. Few people knew him the way she did. So, he didn’t pull away. “I’ll try my best, but you know that’s immediately where my mind goes. I was called worthless and a waste of space for my entire childhood, so this is just ... adding onto it.” He sighed again, “she wants to be friends, apparently. Like. We weren’t friends before. So why the hell does she think we can be friends after? I don’t like like any of her friends, and I doubt she’d like any of mine.”

ELIANA

It was hard because Ellie did know. She hadn't been told she was worthless growing up; quite the opposite. Her father told her how wonderful she was all the time, and he spoiled her with gifts and presents, all so that she would stay quiet by the new bruise that popped up on her skin, or how easily he'd give her to his friends like she was a plaything that didn't matter. She understood feeling worthless. "But you're neither of those things, Puck. You made something respectful out of yourself, and you did it all on your own. Even when people swore you'd never do it, you did."

PUCK

“Yeah, and yet...” he swallowed, “I feel... alone so much of the time. I live alone on the north side, everyone I grew up with is south side, and I’m not welcome back. I may be a first responder on this side, but I’m very much outside looking in. I love my job, more than anything...” he groaned, “being stuck in bed as made me very emo.”

ELIANA

"I don't know how I feel about emo!Puck." Eliana said, a small crooked grin on her red lips. Her fingers trailed down to his shirt, curling into the fabric, drawing nonsensical patterns. "Well, what is it that you want to have that you don't have here? Because I remember you talking about wanting to do better with your life. Wanting to come here, save lives, and you've done it. This isn't just about being with Quinn." At least she could hope it wasn't. Puck wasn't someone who should be hung up on a priss like her. "You can still see your friends. They just have to come here. And if you're worried about finding someone to be with, you've had so many options. You were just swimming in the sex shark pond and didn't stop to look before."

PUCK

“I... want to fall in love, Ell. I know that’s ridiculous and so not me, but waking up next to someone, the same someone, every morning, would be amazing. Having someone to come home to after my long shifts.” He sighed, “it’s the one thing I don’t have. Is my person. And like... it’s not like I have a lot of options. I’m a sex shark, but it means no one ever takes me seriously.”

ELIANA

Eliana thought about what he said, and then she wondered why it was so easy for her to see all of the wonderful things he was, all the ways he was a great catch, but why he couldn't see it. "You were also a serpent and you changed that. You didn't think anyone would take you seriously with your background but they did. You proved it to them then and you'll do it again." She leaned in and nuzzled her nose against his chin, enjoying the comfort of his touch as they spoke. "What's your perfect person like? If you could pick, honestly."

PUCK

He tightened his grip on her, keeping her close. She saw him in a way that pretty much no one else did. He didn’t totally understand it. The question she asked him caught him off guard. “Someone who... knows me, knows my past, but accepts me for all of that. Who can actually handle the fact I’m a firefighter, because I know it’s stressful. Someone who... wants to eventually have a family. But also someone who is confident, is their own person. Who will call me on my shit. Someone who will let me cook for them, and take care of them, but will also take care of me. I’m ... getting tired of always playing strong and stoic. I need... to have someone who lets me just... feel.”

ELIANA

"Puck," Shaking her head as he spoke, Eliana looked up at him again. There was something almost fragile about him. It had always been there but he tended to cover it up. However when he said he was getting tired of playing strong and stoic, she knew why it was there. "Whether you're in love with someone or not, you don't have to be tough all the time. You are allowed to feel things, and you don't need anyone's permission to do so. Like right now. You feel awful and you're just feeling awful. No one needs you to be strong or stoic."

PUCK

“I’m a Puckerman, I’m an ex serpent, I’m a jock, and I’m a fireman. The toxic masculinity engrained in me is so deep... it’s like... I’m not allowed to feel. I have to be strong, I have to be stoic. It’s exhausting.” And yet, he couldn’t get himself out of this bullshit headspace. “It feels like I have to be strong.”

ELIANA

Eliana knew a little bit about feeling like you had to be one way or the other. After she'd run away from home, she felt like she had to be mean, had to be tough, had to keep everyone at arms length because if you let people close, they just burned you. "You don't have to be strong," she said softly, leaning in to kiss him. Sex was pretty much the only thing she knew how to offer but it didn't feel like that was right, like it was what he really needed, so instead, it was a kiss. Chaste. Innocent. Simple. "You don't have to be anything you don't want."

PUCK

The kiss was... unlike any kiss they’d shared, but he liked it. He kissed her back, his hand cupping her cheek, allowing himself to enjoy such a soft moment before pulling away. “I don’t know how to ... change. Or how to ... adjust myself and my thinking. And bring stuck alone so much makes me think too much, and I hate it.”

ELIANA

"You'll figure it out," She said, voice soft and low. She didn't have to be her sarcastic or tough self right now. She was with one of the only people who got to see her like that. "You always do. You just have to stop doubting yourself. You said you want someone who is confident? Then you need to be confident too. See yourself like I see you, like you can do anything you decide you want to. Because I believe it." Then a thought occurred and while Eliana was sure that it wasn't one he would take, she still felt the need to offer. "I usually don't go into the shop until later so why don't I come over in the mornings? I can stay for a while, at least be around until around when Kurt gets back. You don't have to be alone."

PUCK

“I’m normally so confident, but for some reason, being stuck in bed, unable to run or workout. Unable to work. It’s making me feel useless and unproductive. Which is fucking with my confidence.” He was getting a bit annoyed at himself, but was calmed down again, “... seriously? You’d do that? I feel like I should be moving back home soon... because Burt starts planning mine and Kurt’s wedding.”

ELIANA

"Well, we are going to get your confidence back. In the mean time, if you don't feel it, you don't have to feel it. You can be weak from time to time. I'm not going to judge you for it, you know that." Eliana perked her brow when Puck mentioned the wedding. "See, I didn't know if that that serious," she teased, winking at him. "I don't mind spending time with you, Puck, and if it helps you feel better, then I'm in it even more. If you do end up moving back home, I still would. Anything you need. You know I'm always here for you."

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