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You took for granted seeds we planted when we were young || CLUSTERFUCK 2.0

tagging: Eva Anderson ( @anderseva ), Morgan Weston ( @morgan-weston ), Santana Lopez ( @psusantana ), Jake Puckerman ( @puckjake ), Bree Brown ( @blckbarbree ) & Noah Puckerman

date & time: October 30, 2024 at night

location: Bree's fancy ass apartment

warnings: mentions of alcohol

summary: And here we go again. Another clusterfuck for Jake's video roll on his phone. Santana, Bree and Jake all worked together to get the Throuple in one place to finally talk their shit out. Except some truths are revealed and now things might be worse than ever. Communication is hard.

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MORGAN hadn’t known it was Jake’s birthday until mid-afternoon, when a text had come through on his phone, while he was elbow-deep in horse grooming, inviting him over for drinks at Bree’s place. Seven hours later, Morgan stood outside the apartment, clutching a gift-wrapped box. When he’d found out about Jake’s birthday, he felt a small pang of guilt - he probably should’ve known. Jake was dating Bree, and Bree had become like a sister to him; and not to forget about the fact that Jake was actually Puck’s half-brother. Not that that mattered right now, even if Morgan tried his best to make it matter. So, Morgan had scrambled to the nearest bike shop and picked out a pair of leather gloves - good ones, sturdy but soft, the kind that felt broken in the moment they were slipped on. The gloves weren’t anything grand, but they’d pair nicely with the motorcycle Morgan had gifted Jake not too long ago. When the door opened, Morgan smiled softly. “I couldn’t show up empty-handed, could I?” He said, first thing and held up the present.

JAKE was still wrapping his mind around practically cutting his mom off for the time being, but with his birthday finally here, he could finally put all of that behind him. Him and Bree still needed to deal with their own mess but for the sake of his brother's current situation, he'd happily agreed to his girl's plan to get the throuple together, and then Santana had jumped on board as well. Getting Puck to Bree's place for what he thought was a chill dinner was simple, and the same had happened with Morgan. He let Bree handle getting Eva there, and once the show was set to start, Santana had made up a reason to get Puck out of the living room area once someone knocked on the door. Once the coast was clear, Jake walked over and opened up the door, and he was surprised to see him with a gift. "Dude, you already gave me your bike, that was present enough." He smiled as he stepped aside after taking the gift bag from the man. "Come on in. Dinner is just about to start, but that's Bree's forte." He pointed out before glancing around behind him to look for his girlfriend. "Bree?"

BREE was fully aware this was probably a terrible idea. However, Eva was her favorite woman, pretty much ever, Morgan was a friend and Puck was basically her brother-in-law. An it did not sit right with her that these two men weren't being as forthcoming with Eva as they needed to be, as she deserved and apparently it was worth pissing her Professor, PR team manager, and friend(?) off to give them an opportunity to say what needed to be said. As she made sure the catered meal was warm and ready to eat, she heard her name being called. Coming into view of Jake and Morgan, she smiled at her boyfriend, while scanning the area, glad to see it looked like Santana had moved her and Puck somewhere else. "Yes, hi, come in." She smiled, and all but pushed Morgan to the kitchen.

PUCK unwillingly followed Santana into another room. Looked like a spare bedroom and he was realizing that Bree was like, rich rich. Which he knew, but he'd never really seen. Not like he would recognize luxury brand clothing or whatever. Looking a the mother of his child he furrowed his eyebrows. "Now why exactly did you want me alone in a bedroom? You know we don't have to have sex if you wanna have another one of my kids." He smiled at his own joke.

SANTANA rolled her eyes at Puck's words. "First of all, don't insult me. I threatened, and then bribed, the hospital so as soon as I pushed Maya out, my tubes were tied. That was the first and only baby that will ever come outta this body." She pointed out. "But I wanted you alone to remind you that I care about you, and I owe you the world for everything you've done for Maya, so just keep that in mind when you find out what your brother, your future sister in law, and I set up." That should have been enough of a hint as to what was coming, but it was also Puck so she wasn't sure if he'd catch onto that.

JAKE had to bite back a chuckle as Morgan was pushed into the kitchen by Bree, but then he followed anyways. "We should probalby start eating, and get out some drinks — the good stuff — right now." He suggested, since he wasn't sure if Puck would end up hearing Morgan's voice and come out of the bedroom yet.

MORGAN shrugged and gave a small smile. "That bike was given to you as a 'thank you' for that time on campus," he started, but continuing almost made him wince at the memory and the pain it had left behind. He stepped into the room, and let the topic go, instead greeting Bree with a warm smile and a small wave. He hadn't seen her since the morning after their drunken night that he didn't remember a thing of, and in a weird way, it felt kind of comforting to be her and Jake's third wheel in this situation. "D'ya need a hand or anythin'?" He asked, slightly confused about being pushed into the kitchen, but figured it was because he probably had to help out. "The good stuff? What good stuff, man? Y'know, I'm drivin' tonight, so I can't go as crazy as Bree and I did a few days ago."

JAKE decided not to comment on the reason why he'd gotten the bike, since he was sure that the classroom fiasco contributed to why the throuple was in the position they were in now, and instead just focused on the fact that he wanted to get some food before the show started. "Don't worry, we've got it." He suggested, and they did mostly, since Santana had practically laid out the fine china dinnerware, the utensils, the cups, etc. The Latina had been rather dedicated to helping Bree get everything laid out just in case this shit went downhill fast. Jake was piling food onto a plate for himself when he heard a knock at the door, and knowing it could only be one person, he put the plate down in front of Morgan. "Babe, pour the wine." He called out as he jogged over and opened up the door for Eva.

EVA had been expecting this to just be a chill night in with Bree, so she was dressed down and completely unprepared when it was little Puckerman opening the door instead. "Why are you here?" She asked before just walking past Jake, and the aroma of food coming from the kitchen led her straight in that direction until she spotted Morgan. "Bree Bianca Brown, what the fuck is this?" She huffed, already annoyed at this little ambush.

BREE really wasn't listening to anything anyone was saying. Instead, she was attuned to that front door and waiting for that fateful knock. Sooner than she was ready there it was. Popping open a bottle of good winne she poured herself a glass and chugged it. Hearing her full government named, she looked at Morgan, "If you'll excuse me." Then she went to the front door. met with a very unamused Eva. "Before you get mad, just remember I'm on your side."

PUCK wasn't surprised Santana managed to get her tubes tied so early in life. A bad ass through and through and he was glad that their daughter seemed to inheriet so much from her. Even if it did cause some challenges from time to time."Yeah, okay, not sure what that's got to do with Jake's birthday dinner. I mean, I already knew y'all set that up." Before he ould even have another thought, he heard a voice ring out through this big ass apartment and he'd know that voice anywhere. Without even looking back at Santana he just left the room and followed where the voice came from until he was face to face with Eva. Looking at his brother, he was starting to put the pieces together. "The fuck is going on?"

MORGAN watched as Jake started scooping food onto the plate, and he was about to speak up when there was a knock on the door. Morgan was pretty sure he'd been the only one invited tonight, for whatever reason, but maybe a family member was coming over? Or a close friend? Either way, Morgan quietly grabbed the plate as Jake exited the room, and just continued to scoop the food up, figuring that Jake wouldn't mind. It wasn't until he heard that familiar voice that he looked up, seeing Eva on the opposite of the kitchen island. "I-" he wasn't allowed to finish his sentence when the door opened again and Puck was stood right there, next to Eva. "This- I'm-...I was invited!" He quickly tried to reason, wanting them to know he hadn't planned for this. Sure, he was trying to win them back, but this wasn't on his list of ways.

EVA could only roll her eyes as Puck walked out next, and then she didn't even need Morgan to defend himself because she could already tell that Bree and Jake had set this up. Or at least she had assumed it was just them until she spotted Santana walking down the hall next, and now it really made sense. "Just so we're all clear, the last little ambush didn't go so well, so why are we doing this again?"

SANTANA didn't really get the confusion on the throuple's faces, or their lack of appreciation for the hard work that had gone into tricking all three of them like this, but she wasn't gonna stand for it either. "It's too late to yell this out, but surprise! Yes, all three of you were unaware that this was happening and yes, the three of us did set this up because we care about all of you. If any of you wanna fight about it, I'm down, but I'd advise you not to." She sassed with a grin. "Now, sit your asses down and talk." Was she demanding it? Yes. The only one who might fight her back on it was Eva, that much she knew, so she didn't even say anything else as she walked over and grabbed her hand, shoving her over on the couch. "Jake, you're guarding the door. Bree, get the wine. Puck and Morgan, both of you fucked up, again, so it's only fair that one of you start."

JAKE didn't know why Santana was always bossing everyone around, but he wasn't stupid enough to disobey a direct order from her either so he grabbed a chair from the dining room and placed it in front of the door. "Since it is my birthday, can someone get me a plate before the show starts?" He teased, sitting down in the chair and taking his phone out to record this, since he knew it would come in handy later.

BREE was glad that Santana was there, because even Bree can admit, Eva would have walked out, maybe Puck and Morgan too and all of this would have been for nothing. So she did as she was told and went to get the wine. Very good wine, that she knew for a fact was Eva's favorite. So she looked at Jake before she went to go get wine glasses and fill up two decanters.

PUCK kind of wanted to just leave, but it was his brother's birthday and Santana wasn't to be fucked with. So he sat down, not next to Eva and watched as Bree came in with the glasses and wine and he found himself struggling to look at Morgan right now. All of this didn't even feel real and he needed a minute for his brain to boot back up. "Can I get water or something?" He asked Bree, he was trying not to drink anymore. It was one of the many things he was obtaining from for the time being.

MORGAN was as confused as he always was - except maybe just slightly more than usual. The last time this had happened, it had not gone down well, and Morgan knew better than to try and talk to Puck and Eva, while there were other people there. But Santana was intimidating and he didn't know what she'd do if he just jumped out of the kitchen window, so he just slowly followed the group into the living room with the plate of food in hand. He decided to place his tall body in the doorway between the living room and dining room, so he could watch everything unfold from there. Puck refusing alcohol was an incredibly welcomed sight, and it warmed his heart, his eyes softening as he stared a little bit too long at him. But then he snapped out of it and he figured it'd be best to maybe speak up, since he was the one who'd last done everyone wrong anyway. "So- err...you both look good." He said, eyes darting between Eva and Puck.

SANTANA wasn't gonna let Bree serve everybody herself, since she probably was the most foreign to such out of the women in the room, so she got up and grabbed a plate of food for Jake. It was the least they could do since they had jacked whatever birthday plans he could have had with Bree. And busying herself was the only way to keep her from not slapping both Morgan and Puck in the back of their heads for being idiots, so she didn't even mind it this one time. But as soon as Morgan finally opened up his mouth to greet them, that urge increased. "Well, that's not how I'd greet people I claim to love after I royally fuck some shit up, but sure, Weston. Nice opening." She stated sarcastically, handing Jake his plate and a glass of wine before she went back for her own.

EVA could have left now, and she wasn't afraid of Santana so she'd fight her way out of here if she had to, but this was the first time she'd seen Puck since finding out what he'd done in lockdown. While dumbass #1 had tried to love bomb her since she'd last seen him, dumbass #2 hadn't so much as said a single word to her since she'd cried in his arms, and that horrifying moment alone called for some ounce of accountability on his part. "I always look good." She tossed at Morgan without even looking his way as her eyes were trained on Puck...for now. "Since we're clearly not getting out of this, let's skip the bullshit. Noah, what did you do during lockdown? Better yet, who did you do, and before you think about lying, he already ratted you out so your best bet is to just be honest."

PUCK could feel Eva's eyes on him and he was rebooted enough to know that he better look back. Probably the least he could do since he hadn't reached out to her since she cried on his shoulder. Which he now understands was also a dick move. And selfish and definitely not the actions of a man who loves her, so when she started asking about lockdown, it wasn't until she mentioned him telling her that he even realized she already knew. Fucking, Morgan. Couldn't even give Puck the ability to tell Eva himself. He decided to talk to Eva first and then deal with Morgan after. Look at that, him thinking, what an improvement. Thankfully, Bree came back with a water and he thanked her before chugging half the bottle. "On day four of the lockdown I got shit faced, had sex with some chick, kept drinking, then punched a wall. That's how I hurt my hand. I should have told you myself. Even if I didn't tell you that day we talked. I should have reached out and I should have told you the truth, instead of making excuses to justify not talking to you yet. I'm sorry for what I did during lockdown. I'm sorry for not telling you about it myself. I'm sorry for not reaching out and for ghosting you again." Now, Puck wanted to immediately throw Morgan under the bus but he wanted to Give him the opportunity he robbed Puck of to tell Eva himself and he wanted to get Eva the space to process what he said and say whatever she needed to say in return. He wasn't perfect and he knew he had a lot to answer for but he was trying.

MORGAN watched Santana, eyes squinting a little at her comment and he was about to speak up when Eva decided to go straight for Puck's throat, calling out his lack of communication. Morgan didn't even know about that part. To a certain degree, he was happy he'd told Eva, even if it wasn't his place to do so. He didn't know if Puck had planned on talking to her about it or not, but there was constantly that nagging in the back of his head, bringin him back into the classroom to be taught about Communications 101, and surely, telling Eva these things was a part of the curriculum, right? On the other hand, he could see how wrong it was too. This was Puck's story to tell, and so once the other man stopped, Morgan gave Jake his plate, leaving the man with two plates full of food now, and he stepped forward. "I'm sorry, too. Everything that I said those days; things came out so wrong. But I thought y'all deserved that kind of communication from me, y'know?"

EVA wasn't surprised that Puck had the sense to just come clean now, and she appreciated his little apology but it was too late for that too. She'd already told him once before about the ghosting, which he had a habit of doing whenever he'd fucked something up, and that should have been the first red flag that caused her to be done with this. Yet she'd ignored that one, and some others, so here they were. She didn't even need to process it since Morgan had given her the rundown of the important shit anyways, so she was about to brush off the apology until Morgan stepped towards them and uttered one of his own. That earned him an eye roll. "I'm pretty sure nothing came out wrong, Morgan." Everything he said had been crystal clear, in her opinion, so she didn't know why he was inserting himself into this right now. Turning her attention back to Puck, she shrugged. "I get how shitty your dad was, and how everything he's said and done has probably fucked you up, but that can't constantly be your excuse for why you make shitty decisions. Morgan and I both agreed on that when he told me what you did, and honestly, fuck you for letting me cry and be vulnerable and not having the balls to just be honest. That's a dick move." She huffed.

PUCK simply nodded at her words. Even though they stung, he had also been prepared to have his apology not accepted or have it be too little too late. While he was working on a larger apology to give her, his therapist and support group members had all made it clear that sometimes things are too far gone, but that doesn't mean you don't apologize. Because the apology isn't to fix it or get what you want. You apologize because you did something wrong, period. "Yes it is. I recently learned that even if you can explain it that will never excuse shitty behavior." Now that he'd said that, he could focus on Morgan and his lack of confession. Maybe he'd already told Eva, but something told him he hadn't. I mean would he have bothered telling Puck if he hadn't said he talked to Serena? Probably not. "I am wondering what kind of explanation he gave you" He looked at Eva. "-for why he fucked Serena probably fifteen minutes after whatever conversation he had with you about me." Puck still wasn't willing to look at Morgan, and he was being messy and he shouldn't have said it, because Morgan should have told her but fuck him. All the shit he gave Puck for his shitty coping mechanisms, to turn around and reveal his whole fucking secret relationship with Serena, still made his blood boil.

BREE gasped in her seat next to Jake. "Morgan." She said with heavy disappointment in her voice. She hadn't seen that one coming.

EVA didn't know how he'd come to this conclusion, but she was sure that either his mom or someone with some sort of qualifications had gotten him there. He sure as hell hadn't figured that out on his own, and she would have been proud of him for it if she wasn't mad at him. But when he started to turn the focus on Morgan and mentioned an explanation from him, she was slightly confused since Morgan had told her he didn't know what his feelings for that little punk were. And she was still pissed at him too, but when Puck revealed the new information, she was almost positive that her blood had never boiled like it was now. She also hadn't known that the man could hurt her any worse than he already had, but boy was she fucking wrong. "You fucking asshole." She hissed as she finally turned to Morgan. "You looked me right in my face and gave me that whole speech about your stupid heart tying into knots when you're with us, how losing us — or me or him or whatever — would be the biggest mistake of your life, and how I was the fucking one just to go fuck her immediately after that?" Eva hissed as she glared at him, and she didn't even know how she was fighting back tears right now but she sure as hell wasn't about to let him see her cry ever again.

SANTANA was thankful that she had refilled her glass because all of these revelations were too much, even for her, and she hated that things were this bad. Gulping down the full contents of her glass, she was now annoyed because Eva was clearly too good for them. But it also took a bitch to know a bitch, and she could see right through Eva's tough exterior and knew she was on the verge of tears. As if there were ever a time to step in, it was now. "Jake, turn the camera off." She stated before she glanced between the two idiots. "If there were ever a time for you two to be actual men for once, it's now. She should walk out of here and never look back, so you might wanna say whatever you need to say before she does."

JAKE nodded and quickly turned the camera off, and even he was baffled at this now. And as much as he loved his brother, he couldn't exactly support him and Morgan repeatedly hurting someone who obviously didn't deserve it. "Just so we're clear, this is the last time I'll be involved in setting you three up. I thought I was bad but damn, you two don't even deserve her."

MORGAN looked between Eva and Puck, feeling his brows furrow as he listened to Eva come for Puck and his actions. Was it true? Yes. Did she have to tell him that harshly? Morgan's heart hurt, wanting to step in and cradle Puck's face into his chest, but he also wanted to kiss Eva's lips so hard, because the way she was taking control turned him on like crazy. Gulping, Morgan was about to step in, choosing to defend Puck, but then he was interrupted before he could even say a word, and the other man decided to completely throw him under the bus. Everything that he hadn't yet told Eva, because he was playing the balancing game of making her miss him, before confessing about his wrong-doing. His eyes looking between the two started panicking, and his ears started ringing, and Bree's disappointed 'Morgan' was fuzzy in his brain. But then Eva spoke up, and it was like his ears snapped back, her voice crystal clear and he gulped hard. It was like he had this little voice inside his head, constantly doubting whatever he was going to say next. "I can explain!" 'Can you?' "It's all a big misunderstanding!" 'Is it?' "I didn't mean any of it!" 'Didn't you?' "Can you guys just shut up for a second?!" He finally snapped, his voice loud, and it was mostly directed to the voices in his head, but he turned to Santana and Jake. Looking back at Puck and Eva, he took a step forward and ran a hand through his beard. "Listen. I had sex with Serena, after our lunch, Eva," he started, trying to calmly explain what had happened. "I didn't do it to hurt you, you have to believe that! I had invited her over, so that we could get things cleared up and so I could move on, and focus on the two of you. I don't know what happened, it's like everything became blurry after that, because I wasn't thinking. About anything. And I should've." He sighed and put his hands in his pockets. "I can't take it back now, but my mind's never been clearer. I meant what I said. I only want you two."

EVA honestly didn't need to hear shit else at this point, since Morgan crossing that line after their last conversation only solidified everything she'd said before. In fact, her mind her never been more made up than it was now. But when he raised his voice at them, both her and Santana made the exact same face, and she could tell the Latina was about to knock him upside his fucking head, just as she wanted to, but she waved her off dismissively. The last thing he needed was both of them about to throw hands, and she was sure that the odds had never been more in their favor. Just like the last time she'd seen him, there was more bullshit excuses coming her way, and she didn't hesitate to roll her eyes as he spoke. The audacity of him to come for Puck's excuse when he kept finding them for his actions too. Waiting until he was finished, she shook her head. "Right, so instead of doing like I told you to do and telling her what you told me, you fucked her? It didn't just happen because you weren't thinking, Morgan. You did it because you wanted to." That realization alone was enough to make her crack, but somehow, by some miracle, she held back her tears. For now. "Just like I said before, you both keep saying how you want this, how you're so sure of it now, but you both had to fuck someone else to be sure. I didn't. And honestly, all this proved was that even if we tried to do this, the second shit goes south or we have one fight, both of you are just gonna go stick your dicks in whatever hole gives you some attention. I deserve a lot better than that." Eva didn't really know what else she was even supposed to say now without repeating herself, so she stood back up and glanced between them. "I can't do this anymore, so I'm done. For good this time. You two can do whatever the fuck you want, but leave me out of it. I let both of you hurt me twice now, and I'll be damned if you do it ever again, so just stay away from me. Is that clear?"

MORGAN watched as Eva told him everything; everything that he'd done to fuck this up. She was coming for him, calling him out, and honestly, it was the truth. Morgan might've been dumb, but he could see exactly what she was saying, and it made sense to him. He had had sex with Serena because he'd wanted to, he had gone and stuck his dick in someone else, after a fight with Eva. And if anything, this just proved to him more that he needed to become a better man. That he needed to prove himself more. That this wasn't the end. If anything, it only made his desire for them stronger. "Eva..." he watched her stand up, wanting to say something, but not knowing what exactly. He needed his usual 3-4 business days to figure out what exactly he could do or say, in order to make any of this better.

PUCK could see the turmoil in Morgan, the realization that he was wrong, had been wrong but the fight to tell yourself you didn't mean it, that it wasn't you intention. That you weren't that guy because in your head you'd never treat someone you care about the way you're realizing you did. And Puck knew that's what was happening in his head because it's exactly what happened in his for weeks. listened while Eva spoke. Said everything Puck and Morgan deserved to hear. As everyone's voices filled his head, he felt a rage build up in him at Morgan, at himself too, but at Morgan more, but he was trying to decide if he had the right to say anything. Thankfully, Eva had plenty to say, to them both. All of it hurt but all of it true and when she said she couldn't do it anyone, he realized he had already accepted this outcome. Accepted that unless there was real change, provable change, in Morgan and Puck's coping mechanisms and behaviors, unless Eva had the time and the space to process and heal and rebuild herself, this was always going to end up here. For the first time, he finally understood why his mother told him as a child not to hold on so tight you squeeze the life out of what you're trying to hang on to. Nothing can grow in those conditions. While he had so much he needed to say to Eva he knew he couldn't say it now and even if he could she likely wouldn't hear it. So he simply turned to her and let his heart break as he looked at her, knowing the pain he caused. "I get it, and you're right, about all of it and imma stay away from you. I'll do everything I can to keep us from crossing paths again, not on campus, not anywhere." It hurt to say but it was the least he could do. Now, he needed to say something to Morgan and he wasn't all the way sure how. Getting up, he faced his- not his, cowboy, "She was my friend and you knew that. You could've picked anyone, but you picked my friend. Losing you and Eva is what I deserve, it's what I earned but Serena? I didn't earn that loss. And neither one of you cared enough about me to- to..." He trailed off, just staring at Morgan. Finally he looked away an at Santana, Bree and Jake. "Can I go?" He asked the three who set this up.

EVA honestly just needed to get out of here, get some air, and to move the fuck on from both of them. Morgan having nothing to say other than her name proved that he had nothing left to say right now, which made sense considering that he'd probably just run right back to Serena after this. And the Puck started talking and she didn't care what he had to say either. "Great, good to know you can commit to something." She muttered before she headed for the door, and Jake quickly jumped up and moved out of the way so she could leave.

SANTANA sighed as Eva left, and while the plan had gone off the rails, she had switched sides and was only rooting for Eva now. Well, she was rooting for Puck to get better and work through his shit, but romantically, she only cared about the woman in this throuple. Downing some more wine, she nodded at Puck's question. "Yeah, it's fine. I think you've said everything you needed to get off of your chest too, so no need to stay any longer." Not that he needed permission at this point anyways, but he had asked so she gave it to him.

JAKE wasn't for beating a dead horse so with Eva and now Puck being done, he was giving up on this throuple thing too. "Well, thank you both for coming anyways. And thank you for my birthday gifts. Sorry this didn't work out like we planned, but...good luck in whatever, or whoever, you do next, I guess?" He rambled, since he wasn't really sure what else to say. "I'll see you around, Morgan."

MORGAN's face resembled that of a kicked puppy, not knowing how to make any of this better. The way he'd not only ruined his relationship with Eva and Puck now, but he'd also come between Puck and Serena, knowing how the two were such good friends; at least that's what he figured based off of the fact that he'd caught him in her apartment that one time. But a part of him was screaming that this could be resolved. If he was stubborn enough; persistent enough. He loved them for crying out loud! He wasn't going to give up on them just yet. As he watched Eva leave, followed by Puck, Morgan sighed, and rubbed his temple in pure frustration. He had to think now, come up with something else, because he was pretty sure he'd cleaned out every single poppy and sunflower field in California in order to send them that crazy amount of flowers, so that wasn't an option until they'd grown back again. He had to think about his next move. What was the way to someone's heart? ... Eyes opening wide, Morgan looked at the three on-lookers and gave them an optimistic smile. "This was great, you guys, we should really do it again some other time, but I need to go, I have something- I have several things I gotta take care of." And with that, he ran out of the house, knowing exactly where to head next: his kitchen.

[puckhq]

back to the streets || CLUSTERFUCK

tagging: Morgan Weston ( @morgan-weston ), Eva Anderson ( @anderseva ), Jake Puckerman ( @puckjake ), Bree Brown ( @blckbarbree ) and Noah Puckerman

date & time: September 26, 2024 sometime in the afternoon

location: PSU campus Professor Anderson's classroom

warnings: none, just two besties being homies

summary: Morgan brings Jake along for some moral support while he attempts to apologize to Eva, Eva decided to make a lesson out of Morgan's post, Bree is there because she's in the class and Puck shoes up for a little razzle dale. Turns out Jake and Bree are still broken up and not so are the throuple.

word count: 6,741

MORGAN's heart was beating hard underneath the denim shirt as he stepped through the doors of the classroom. Before this, he'd had a quick peptalk with Jake about how to do this, and he'd asked him to wait outside, for Morgan to return. Taking his cowboy hat off, the tall man saw Eva in the other end of the classroom, and he cleared his throat softly, not wanting to scare her, but also wanting her attention. "Hey," he said, not being able to give her a wave, because of his other arm being in the sling, but desperately wanting to. "So, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for-" Morgan was quickly interrupted by a loud group of students, entering the classroom and sitting down at the tables.

EVA was in the process of preparing her material for her next class when she heard someone clearing their throat, and she was expecting to see one of her students when she glanced over, yet that wasn't what she saw. She hadn't been sure whether Morgan had actually injured himself or not so she was slightly relieved to see him in a sling now. It sucked that he was hurt, sure, but she was still pissed and wasn't about to fold just because of it. Luckily some students came in next, so she just shrugged at him. "Either leave or take a seat, Mr. Weston." She stated sternly.

BREE was looking at her phone on the way to the class where she was the lesson, willing zhake to text her back. Getting annoyed at the lack of communication from him, she put her phone back in her tote and when she looked up to turn the corner to the lecture room, she saw the last person she would have imagined to be standing outside of her class. "Jake?" She asked stopping in front of him. "Did you kniw I was in this class or- why are you here?"

JAKE didn't know why he was still standing out here as students were walking into the classroom, but Morgan hadn't come back out yet so he was assuming the man's groveling hadn't panned out yet. If he wanted to stay and beg her for her forgiveness in front of her students, that was his damn business, but he wasn't sure how long he was supposed to be waiting. And he would have complained if he hadn't spotted Bree as she said his name. "Shit." He muttered to himself as she approached him. "I didn't even know you had Professor Anderson's class at this time, so no. I'm here for...moral support, I guess? I gave Morgan tips on how to apologize to her, so I'm just waiting for him to finish so I can take his bike for a spin." He shrugged. "You should probably go on in.."

MORGAN looked slightly defeated as all the students came in, and even more so at Eva's harsh tone. He gulped hard and nodded, looking around and hoping Jake would be there in the crowd. He had the choice of leaving or staying, and he had to think fast; something he wasn't great at. "I- yeah, two seconds," he begged, quickly running through the crowd and up to the door. His cowboy hat found his head again, and he was slightly surprised to see Bree standing there too. "Hey, Bree," he quickly greeted her before grabbing a hold of Jake's arm. "Man, you gotta come in with me, we gotta- we need to sit down, come, please!" He urged, and dragged him into the room to find a seat. Somehow, the only row available was right at the front.

JAKE was about to let out a sigh of relief when he heard Morgan's voice, assuming he was just greeting Bree before they made their getaway, but that excitement was short lived the second his arm was grabbed. "Huh?" He blinked, sure that he was hearing this wrong. Why was he being dragged into this again? He didn't know, but he didn't have time to register any of it as he was being dragged into the classroom. "Morgan, what the hell?" He whispered, noting the only open seats at the front row. "Dude, this isn't even my drama. You're dragging the wrong Puckerman in here!"

MORGAN moved through the people who were finding their seats, in order to get to the front row. "Just do this for me, please?" Morgan begged in a whisper, turning to Jake briefly. "I'll give you my motorcycle if you do this for me." He reasoned, and moved to sit down, looking around at all the students who were getting out their notebooks and laptops, knowing he didn't have anything with him and must've looked out of place. He gulped hard, took the hat off again, and turned to face Eva, ready for the class to start.

JAKE didn't want to sit through a lecture that wasn't one of his own, and especially not when it was the professor his brother and Morgan were doing whatever the hell they were doing with, but the promise of the bike was good enough to change his mind. "Deal. And if you try to renege on this deal, I'm breaking your little love fest up." He warned as he went ahead and sat down right next to Morgan.

EVA was slightly surprised that Morgan had dragged the younger Puckerman into her classroom with him, but that explained the apology he'd been trying to give before he was interrupted. But with him in her class, she decided to pivot her lesson for the day. "Ms. Brown, come sit up here. We're gonna table my lecture about your brand for today." She stated as she grabbed her laptop and hooked it up to the projector, instantly pulling up Morgan's little thirst trap. "Since we have some guests in class, today's lesson will be on how not to market something." She stated before she smirked over at Morgan.

MORGAN reached into the pocket of his jeans and grabbed the keys to the bike and put them into Jake's hands; the deal was already done, Jake was staying and Morgan was one motorcycle down. His eyes stayed on Eva though, as he watched her move about, like the Goddess she was, and it wasn't until she looked over at him with her smirk that he realized what was going on, tearing his eyes away from her, and connecting with the projector and his post on the social media platform. His cheeks started burning, and he knew that he was turning bright red, and he closed his eyes in pure defeat as he sunk deeper and deeper into his seat. This was how Eva wanted to get revenge, and Morgan still didn't know what for, but he was sure he was about to find out!

BREE had to admit she was a little disappointed (read. a lot disappointed) that Jake wasn't there to make some kind of gesture to/for her. But that disappointment was replaced with confusion as he explained and then even more confusion when Morgan appeared and dragged her ex into the classroom. Since when did Jake know Morgan well enough to offer him moral support and moral support for what? Hearing Eva- Professor Anderson, call her to sit down and announce the lesson plan change, she walking to the front where she always sat and motioned for Jake to move down one. Something told her sitting between these two was for the best.

PUCK thought he could catch Eva before her class started, maybe make out, they could both cop a feel or two. Was he in duty? Yeah, but if something went down or he was needed his walkie and his earpiece would start getting real loud. The door to her room was open so he assumed he had good timing, but as he approached he saw her at the front and a whole bunch of students. Man, she looked so good up there, sexy as fuck how did anyone pay attention? Something caught his eye in the front row. Is that Jake? but Bree was next to him so maybe- is that Morgan? Yeah, nah, whatever the fuck was going on he did not need to be a part of it. Just as he was gonna dip he caught Eva's eye. Shit.

EVA knew this was probably some form of inappropriate given the throuple’s obvious situationship flaws, but it also wasn’t in her nature to care either. Her class was here to learn about proper communication techniques, and she worked much better with real life examples so this was fitting. Almost as fitting as when she happened to look towards her still open classroom door and spotted Puck — and she didn’t believe in coincidences so this had to be some sort of sign. “Stop right there, Mr. Puckerman — Noah. You’re already here, so please shut my door behind you and then come join the rest of the peanut gallery.” She stated as she motioned to the front row where the rest of her guests were.

JAKE’s eyes widened when he heard his brother’s name, and when he looked over at the door and saw Puck standing there, he was sure this was some sort of karma for the throuple. “Bree..” He whispered as he lightly tapped his ex’s leg. “You think Professor Anderson will get mad if I record this? I need to get this on camera so I can show Ali and Maya later.” He chuckled.

PUCK knew leaving now would just land him in even more trouble than he was already, apparently, in with the professor. So he accepted his fate, gave a "Yes, ma'am." Making his way to the front he sat on the other side of Morgan, leaning into him to speak lowly. "Dude, the fuck did you do and why am I in trouble for it too?"

BREE was pretty interested to see how all of this was going to shake out. Watchung the dynamic between the professor, the security guard and the cowboy, she now knew who Morgan's lovers were and my God was that an image. Turning to look at Jake as he spoke she couldn't see why not. "Given her vibe right now, she might want to see the video herself." Bree also thought having the ability to rewatch this lesson might benefit Jake's uncommunicative ass.

MORGAN couldn't imagine anything worse. Eva was pulling a whole lecture out of her ass, using Morgan as an example on how to not communicate, and everyone would know about it. At least mostly everyone. One person wouldn't get lectured, which was great for Morgan because he really didn't need to know- the cowboy turned his head, and saw Puck in the doorway, instantly groaning and sinking even further into his seat. He was pretty much almost on the floor as he side-eyed his lover making his way to sit down next to him. He didn't know what to answer, so instead, he just brought the cowboy hat up to hide the face that was as red as a ripe tomato in july.

PUCK kind of wanted to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. But even he could tell this was somehow a whole lot of serious wrapped up in a kinda funny package. Being mindful of the cowboy's shoulder, he pat his leg and leaned in again. "Hidin your face is gonna make it worse, man. You better look her in the eye for this."

MORGAN felt the pat on his leg from Puck and swallowed hard as he nodded. Of course the other man was right. It was better to just take it straight on the chin. So he slowly lowered the cowboy hat, sat up, and cleared his throat, telling himself that he would survive this, and he'd be fine - the fake confidence helped a lot, and he was ready to hear about what he'd done wrong, as he kept his eyes peeled on Eva

EVA rolled her eyes once Morgan gave her his undivided attention, and then she turned towards her actual class. "Okay class, who wants to tell me what's wrong with this post?" She asked, and as per her class rules, answers started being called out. "It's giving..thirsty." "Yeah, dude is basically asking for somebody to come over and have sex with him." "He would've been better off just asking who was DTF." "He said masseuse because he wanted a happy ending." "Dude probably wasn't even hurt." Her class validating her interpretation of the post would have stroked her ego if she wasn't still mad, so she just nodded as she walked over and stood in front of the man of the hour. "As you can all see, he is really injured — unless that sling is just for show. But by reading this post, not a single one of you genuinely believed it, and does anyone know why that is?" She asked, and she was surprised to see Jake sitting up in his seat.

JAKE shrugged as he gave Eva his attention. "The man didn't know his audience. As someone who kinda knows the dude, I don't think he meant for it to be a thirst trap, but he also didn't take into account that half of the people on social media see a dude that looks like him posting something like that and their minds go straight to the gutter." He pointed out before leaned up to look at Morgan, and then at Puck. "See how easy it was to pick up on the lesson? Maybe y'all do need to enroll and take this class." He joked.

MORGAN listened to all of the reasons that had Eva acting the way she had, and it finally clicked for him. Of course, it was the post itself and how, in a moment of pure weakness and desperation for help, he hadn't represented himself in the most modest way, and therefore probably not the most truthful way either. He bit the inside of his cheek, fully understanding everything. Even Jake understood before he did - and then continued to throw him under the bus. He leaned in over the table slightly, looking past Bree, eyes connecting with Jake's, and a whisper came out. "I want those keys back." He said sternly before leaning back again, and hesitantingly raising his good arm, so he could talk. "Like Jake said, I didn't mean for it to be a thirst trap - I didn't even think it could be, given how pathetic I was; I mean, what's sexy 'bout that?" Morgan started, turning to look at the students around him, to defend himself, before turning back around to face Eva. "That post was a legit question - the way that a dogwalker would ask where the nearest park is, or a surfer would ask where the best waves are at," His voice was soft and gentle, his eyebrows furrowing. "I genuinely had no idea it could be interpreted as me whoring myself out, but I get it now. It wasn't very thought-out." But why did it have Eva act that way though? He was tempted to ask that question in front of the class, but he figured it'd be better to have it be on a one-on-one basis with her.

BREE damn near rolled her eyes as Jake spoke because this is probably the most she'd heard his voice in a month and it annoyed her to no end that for this he could listen and communicate. But when he came to her suddenly he's on mute. Listening to him and Eva though, she realized she hadn't taken Morgan's post that way, but even she mentioned his two lovers being good options. So clearly, even subconsciously she had seen at least a little of what everyone else was see. She did pat his leg for comfort while he was being eviscerated by the class, the professor and Jake, of all people. She felt bad for him, being in the spotlight wasn't all that fun and she knew that.

PUCK listened as everyone piled on to the man next to him. It was actually kinda funny, like it shouldn't be but he did sputter out a laigh at one point. Look he tried to hold it back but the situation was fucking insane. As Morgan defended himself, he knew that was usually not the way to go, but he did manage to understand Eva's perspctive in the end, but like the man was actually injured. Eva knew that, and even if she didn't why was she so damn mad? I mean, she wasn't wearing those heels and that dress for them the other night, so why's she still so pissed. Raising his hand, he spoke. "What does it matter though? Like why're you mad at it? You his girlfriend. 'Cause if dude is single then isn't he allowed to be thirsty on main?"

EVA should have expected Morgan to defend himself and be just as fucking genuine and dumb as she knew him to be. If there was one thing she could always count on when it came to both him and Puck, it was that they were so fucking dumb when it came to certain things, and she usually liked it. But with this incident? Not so much. But she had to admit that she could believe him now that he'd explained himself, and maybe she should have just asked him from the jump instead of chewing him out. It was too late for that now though, and then before she could add on to what Jake had said, the other Puckerman decided to chime in — and just like that, Eva was seeing red again. Luckily that damn kid who had flirted with her the first day of class decided to interrupt before she could snap at Puck. "If Professor Anderson was his girl, he'd be a damn fool to be horny for anyone else. And you're coming at her a little too hard so pipe down, Paul Blart." He chuckled, and Eva had to bite back a smirk at that. "Okay, okay...the point here is that the message in this post was lost and came off as if he were selling himself. And in this class, the first thing my students are learning is the important of effective communication — a lesson even some of today's guests need to learn." She sassed with an eye roll. "And on that note, we're gonna end class early today. Everyone except for the idiots on the first row can go." Eva decided.

JAKE raised a brow as the students started to get up and head out, glancing down the row at the idiots. "So, she means her unofficial boyfriends, right? Not me?" He asked before he glanced at Bree. "She wasn't talking about you either, I don't think, so we should head out, just to be safe. 'Cause I don't wanna be here for...whatever she's gonna do to them."

BREE scoffed, "I thought you wanted to get it all on camera, don't back out now, Little Puck." Okay she had an attitude because she realized this asshole has managed to communicate enough to form a whole friendship with Morgan. Sit there through, whatever point Eva was trying to prove, just to be moral support to Morgan and yes, it pissed her off that she didn't think he would do the same for her. Hell, he hadn't even cared that she went out in public with him. Something that apparently matter so much to him before. The man had moved on from her and she was allowed to have attitude about it.

PUCK didn't have time for this. Whatever this was, it was between Morgan and Eva and had exactly zero to do with him. Not to mention he was on the clock, so despite Eva's words he stood up, flipping off the kid that called him Paul Blart, that Eva let call him that and when pretty much everyone had filed out, he looked at the others and Eva. "Yeah, I'm good. Whatever this shit is, ain't got nothing to do with me. As mall cop as I might be, it is my job and I actually need it. So have fun with.... all of this." Looking over at his brother and Bree, he spoke to them. "I'd leave if I were you, they're definitely the type to fuck it out. Unless y'all are into that, they might not mind an audience." He made to leave.

EVA rolled her eyes at Puck being dramatic, as per usual. He was on the clock anyways but it wasn’t about him, so she didn’t even know why the fuck he had so much to say in Morgan’s defense right now, but she also didn’t care. Once most of the students had cleared out, she shrugged. “Nobody is fucking anything out. I don’t even know what your issue is, Noah, but—” She paused as Jake waved his hands at her.

JAKE was already seeing how left this was about to go and he didn’t need to hear anything about fucking. “Dude, all of y’all need to chill out.” He groaned. “Bro, you’re not a mall cop, and you’re coming at Eva like she did something to you too so clearly all three of y’all need to talk. And this thing y’all are doing is messy like this anyways, and those are Maya’s words too.”

PUCK couldn't believe Jake was actually setting himself up like that. "First of all, I'm not coming at anybody. There's a lot of tension between them. Always has been. This whole thing is just her refusing to admit she has actual feelings for Morgan and is mad he might be looking somewhere else when she's right there. I don't know what they've got going on with each other but it seems like it's more serious. Plus I got it on good authority they'd like to defile that desk." Puck laughed though, as he buttoned his suit jack back up. "But you trying to tell people to be less messy in their relationship is fucking hilarious. Maybe you should take your own advice. When's the last time you talked to Bree about how you feel? Or are you still playing that game where she has to bring it up first and say all the right things, probably grovel and beg before you consider acknowledging her again?" The one fucking day his walkie isn't going the fuck off.

JAKE wasn’t even sure why Puck was coming at him now, but clearly he was in a fucking mood for some reason and she didn’t get it. Nor did he get why Puck was calling him out about his shit with Bree. “We just went shopping together to spend Gabe’s money, so mind your business.” He whined. “And last I checked, I did tell her how I felt. She knows I love her, but do Eva and Morgan know how you actually feel about them? Outside of the sex?” He countered. “And regardless, all of this was about Morgan. Not you, him. But that comment about whatever is going on with them being more serious makes it sound like you’re the odd man out of this threesome shit, so you should be focused on figuring that out, bro.”

MORGAN appreciated little sign of support from Bree, but he also understood why Eva was upset, and why everyone was coming at him, the way they were. He'd sold himself in a way that wasn't fair to the people he'd been seeing; even though he'd finally realized they weren't completely exclusive, as he originally thought they were. He was about to speak up, when Puck jumped in with questions that even Morgan knew wasn't the appropriate time to ask. And then Eva replied back, dismissing the class. And then Jake jumped in. And then it became this thing between the two Puckermans for no reason. "Okay, okay, okay!" Morgan finally said, slightly raising his voice - he didn't even know he had that in him! "I think it's safe to say that we've all got a lot of stuff goin' on, and I don't think we need to be pointin' our fingers at each other, because it clearly doesn't help anything." He said, calmly but confidently. "Jake, thanks for bringing me here, feel free to go to my place, and take a motorcycle home with you." He started, dismissing the Puckerman brother before turning to the next person. "Bree, it was wonderful to see you, as always. Let me know when you're free to catch up again." He smiled at her, before turning to look at both Eva and Puck. "Let's have this talk then, the three of us."

BREE was just soaking in everything that was going on, fully intending to just sit there and watch what happened between the throuple. But Jake could leave, go communicate with whatever new bitch he was entertaining now, but also fuck him if Puck was right and he was just waiting for Bree to do and say the right things first. Why would she initiate a conversations when every time she tries he melodramatically ends the conversation. As Jake responded to his brother, Bree was just... confused. "Is that your way of saying you still love me? Because as far as I know, you did but now you don't. So maybe instead of making these grand statements to your brother you should just talk to me." Now Bree was rolling her eyes.

PUCK had never heard Morgan raise his voice before. It was pretty damn commanding, even with the sling. At the mention of Jake getting a one of Morgan's motorcycle's, Puck whipped his phone out to text his daughter, because she was absolutely not getting on the back of one of those things. By the time he sent that Morgan was looking at him and Eva insisting they all talk about whatever, except why did Puck need to be there? "Your shit with her and her shit with you is between you two. What am I suppose to do? Sit here and nod along while y'all hash it out? I've got work." Technically his shift ended in three minutes but that wasn't the fucking point.

MORGAN was starting to get annoyed, feeling like no one was listening to him or taking him seriously, and he hated it. It was just like his dad, who only liked the sound of his own voice, and never gave Morgan any time or place to say anything. "No, my shit with her is also my shit with you, Puck," Morgan said sternly, connecting his eyes with the other man to bring the point across. "This started out as just sex between the three of us, and we agreed to keep doing that, both as a threesome but also with each other, and I don't know what happened - and I don't know if it's just me - but I'm startin' to feel like there's more than just sex involved here, and we gotta start addressin' that! We can't ignore it, especially when it turns into whatever the hell this was." Morgan clenched his jaw, wanting to show everyone here that he'd learned Eva's lesson about communication.

JAKE should have expected Bree to have an opinion on what both he and Puck had said, but considering that it wasn't the most pressing matter right now, he wasn't sure why it was on the table. Nor did he feel like dealing with it today. "I have a bike to pick up and a project to go work on, so I don't have time for this today. You three have fun working your shit out, and I'll...talk to you later, Bree." He shrugged before quickly making his exit before someone tried to stop him.

EVA definitely didn't feel like doing the whole more than sex talk now (or ever), and she didn't have any other classes for the day so she didn't have a real excuse for getting out of this, but she was sure as hell about to find one. She watched Jake leave before she turned to Bree. "I'll send you some stuff to look over before our next class." She promised before she shuffled over to her desk to start gathering up her belongings. "And as for you two, I don't think we have anything else to talk about, so you can both find your way out as well."

BREE just nodded atEva's words before gathering her stuff and leaving. Mouthing a 'good luck' to Morgan. Truly and honestly, she couldn't fucking stand Jake. He really just fucking left her there, didn't give her a chance to say anything and didn't answer her question. Just basically waved her off with his disingenuous, we'll talk later. All she's tried todo for weeks is talk to him and he's made it clear time after time he's just not going to do it. So fine. They won't talk. Saves her the effort of apologizing and the embarrassment of telling him she loves him for him to just wave that off too. With that, she left.

PUCK could not believe how fucking dumb all of this this actually was. Like the fuck was this? High school? Was this the first time they were all feeling some kind of way. He was fucking tired and annoyed and just over all this shit. Could he leave? Yeah, but not before he said his fucking peace. "Hoy fuck, this is dumb." It felt pretty good to say that out loud. "Eva clearly has real feelings for you, can't figure out why she'd go through all of this shit and then still act like a 13 year old about it, but here we fucking are and Morgan obviously has actual feelings for you right back or he wouldn't have given a flying fuck that you were obviously fucking pissed at him." He said looking between the two. "And I'm just over here having feelings for the both of you like the absolute fucking moron I am. I'm sick and tired of watching you two dance around your feelings. Jusy fucking be together." He was definitely louder than he meant to be but the whole situation was exhausting and he didn't wanna sit here and deal with the shit anymore.

MORGAN felt completely defeated hearing Eva's dismissal of the two men. "Y'know, for someone teachin' 'bout communication, you sure do avoid it a lot," Morgan remarked confidently, growing tired of this game that they were playing. And it didn't help when Puck then started chiming in. The tall cowboy grew more and more offended, hearing that their conversation from the other day and everything he'd told him had been for deaf ears. Taking a moment to think through his next move, Morgan gently picked up his cowboy hat and put it on his head, exiting the row he'd been standing behind. "I don't think we're gonna make any progress 'ere," he said very calmly and nodded to himself affirmingly. "You won't talk," he said to Eva. "And you won't listen," he continued to Puck. "We're just gonna be goin' 'round and 'round, and you both seem too busy to be doin' that these days, so maybe we oughta just quit it while we're ahead of the game, huh?"

EVA didn’t know how all of this was spiraling the way that it was, but she was beyond prepared to just walk out and forget about this drama until Puck spoke up. She didn’t get why he kept leaving himself out of this equation, but when he confessed how he felt about them, her jaw dropped as she just stared at him. Everything Morgan said went out the window, so to speak, as she tried to process that bomb dropping. “Wait, whoa, let’s run that back.” She finally spoke up. “Puck…did you just say that you have feelings for both of us? Like did I just hear that correctly?”

PUCK had barely registered his own confession and had already accepted heartbreak given Morgan's words. For whatever reason he thought Eva wouldn't acknowledge anything he said. Didn't really think she'd acknowledge anything either of the men said. Just figured she'd laugh at them or something and leave, never to speak to either of them again. So imagine his shock when not only was she not leaving but she was asking him to clarify. While he really didn't want to, he figured it was out there now, ain't no point it getting shy about it now. Plus, the adrenaline was helping him power through. "Yes, Eva, I have legit, romantic, wanna be with you, kind of feelings for you and Morgan. I don't want either one if ya fucking anyone that isn't each other or me. I don't want you going on fucking dates with anyone other than each other or me. Like shit man, I wouldn't have asked you to go with me to bail my dad out if I didn't wanna be with you." He said looking at Eva before turning to look at Morgan. "Friday wouldn't have happened if I didn't wanna be with you." He wanted no confusion, no room for interpretation, because that's all there's been between the three since they started this shit. "There. Communication 101, be fucking honest."

MORGAN was ready to leave, catching a cab home to the ranch, not wanting to spend any more time not communicating. He'd expected Eva to just blow everything Puck said off, the way that Morgan had, because Puck had sounded so delusional about him being the third-wheel, he'd overlooked what Eva managed to pick up on. And then came the explanation from Puck. 'Legit romantic, wanna be with you, kind of feelings'. He didn't know what to say, he was speechless, as he took a step back, sitting on one of the desks at the front row in the empty classroom. Where was he supposed to start? What was he supposed to do? "I don't want anyone touching you, but Eva and me." He finally said to Puck, even though he'd already made that point once in a text to him. "I don't want anyone touchin' Eva, but Puck and me."

EVA's eyes widened when Puck clarified that she had in fact heard him correctly, and he didn't even hesitate to expand on it now. Honestly, she wanted nothing more than to just run out of her classroom since this was all a little too real for her, but it was too late now so instead she just put her bag down and sat on top of her desk. Puck's mention of dates and fucking other people made her question just what had been happening that she didn't know about, but she didn't even have time to focus on that before it was Morgan's turn to speak up, and that was yet another shake up for her. "Fuck." She groaned as she ran a hand through her hair. Opening up about her feelings wasn't easy for her, so Eva decided to do what she did best and deflect. "Hold on — have you two been going on dates with other people? And fucking them?" She questioned.

MORGAN didn't exactly know what to expect from Eva and her reaction to the two men admitting these things to her. Looking over at Puck briefly to try and read his emotions too, he knew that they probably could've done this in a more gentle way, but there was no turning back now. When she finally did talk up again, it wasn't about feelings or anything like that, and Morgan's eyebrows shot up, completely taken aback by the direction she was going, and the fact that she was as shocked as she was - had she not been seeing other people? Clearing his throat, he hesitated to answer, before finally choosing to do so. "Um, well, you see, Puck said he was chill with us datin' other people, so I figured that meant that y'all were also doin' that, and I was the last person not to. I didn't wanna look stupid. But I literally only went on one date. No funny business." He quickly defended himself, but figuring it would never be enough.

PUCK wasn't surprised that Eva changed the topic. Everyone knows deflection 101 and a communications professors would know more than anyone how and when to do it, and yet this was kinda obvious and sloppy. Puck wasn't sure what that ment, either she didn't feel the same or she did and was ironically unwilling to say so. Then Morgan had to go say some shit that wasn't even true, so he was gonna have to clear that up first and admit to what happened between him and Kurt which he knew was gonna derail the whole fucking thing and make him the villain in this shit... again. "That's not what I said, man. I said I was trying to be chill with the fact that y'all could date other folk if you wanted to. Don't make your date with Serena about some shit I said, because if anything, I said I didn't want that." Unfortunately that couldn't be the end of that shit, he still had to answer Eva's question. "I went out with someone a few days ago, got my dick sucked, we were gonna do more but I couldn't, didn't feel right."

EVA was deflecting, yes, but that didn’t change the fact that she was learning shit she apparently hadn’t been privy to before now that they were having this talk. She took in what Morgan said first, and then Puck’s attempt at defending himself before admitting what he’d done too, and then she found herself chewing on the inside of her cheek as she processed it all. She was slightly pissed off, or maybe more so annoyed, and she was sure nothing she had to say to them now was gonna be nice. “So let me get this straight: you two had a talk about whatever the fuck the expectations were for whatever this is, didn’t include me, and then you both went out with other people? And this was either before or after you both ghosted me for days and then showed up to give me a sex apology?“ She questioned with a roll of her eyes. “This is exactly why I don’t do feelings and relationships. Now I’m the only idiot who wasn’t fucking around with anyone else, so fuck both of you.” She huffed as she pushed herself up from her desk. “You can have each other, or whoever else you’ve been dating.”

MORGAN had apparently completely misunderstood everything, and that had probably been where it all started. Biting his lip, he knew he'd fucked up. But if Puck had feelings for them, why would he try to be cool with it, if they did want to date other people? It was all so complicated, and if Morgan's head didn't hurt before, it hurt now. And then Puck admitted to having been intimate with someone, and it wasn't just Morgan's head that hurt. It was also his heart. It was like someone had punched him right in the gut, and then kicked him in the legs to make him fall over. "You- huh. Didn't feel right." Morgan clenched his jaw, feeling the anger brewing. He was so disappointed. And then, in typical Eva fashion, she said everything that was just hitting the nail on the head. But then something within Morgan snapped. He wasn't sure what, but he knew he needed answers. He turned to Eva. "So you're tellin' me this little lecture was "just" you teaching your students, and not you being upset that I'd presented myself as a thirst trap to other people that weren't you and Puck, and gettin' back at me for it? You're tellin' me that you giving up like this - 'bout to walk out of this damn classroom, not going forward with us - ain't because you've got some sort of feelings lingering?" Morgan shook his head - it hurt, and he didn't want to do this anymore. "I'm gonna go home now." He finally decided, and walked out, leaving Puck and Eva behind.

[puckhq]

though my eyes could see i still was a blind man || THROUPLE

tagging: Morgan Weston ( @morgan-weston ), Eva Anderson ( @anderseva ) Noah Puckerman

date & time: Thursday, August 29, 2024 @ some time between 3 pm- 5 pm

location: Professor Eva Anderson's fancy smancy PSU classroom

warnings: none!

summary: What was suppose to be them christening Eva's new desk turns into Puck and Eva telling Morgan some not so easy news to digest.

PUCK had been busy as fuck this week. Between Maya starting her sophomore year of high school, which, according to her, is a 'big deal, dad' and juggling... whatever the fuck Morgan, Eva and him were doing and having all the god damn meeting for the security department, and the reappearance of not only Santana but also his father, the ex-Marine had kind of neglected - more like forgot, about the fact that he was starting college in less than a week. So the last couple of days had been him running around stressed. Oh and speaking of baby mama's- people, baby parents returning, there was the no so small matter of, Andy's kid probbaly being Morgan's and him having no fucking idea. When, Eva had shared her suspicious, truthfully it was the only option that made sense. With Andy's general attitude toward Morgan and the timing, it was clear as fucking day, and Morgan deserved to know. Since Andy was determined to punish both their child and Morgan, that left Eva and Puck to bring it up and Puck just didn't know how the hell it was gonna go, because all he knew is what he would do. Sitting on top of the desk, he looked at Eva. "Do we hold his hand for this or do we give him space? What if he's fucking pissed? I don't know what the man looks like angry but it can't be good. Well, nah, he's probably hot as fuck angry, but you know what I mean." Then Puck ran his hand over his face. "What if he's sad?" Puck was really shit at comforting people, he was a fix it kinda guy not a cry on my shoulder type.

EVA To say that this week hadn't been hectic and messy as hell would be quite the understatement. Eva had dragged her feet all summer and put her syllabus off, as well as not deciding how to decorate her classroom, so she was in crunch mode essentially. And as if she needed another thing on her plate, that convo with Andy had left her wanting to fight for multiple reasons, but it also left her at a crossroads, which was why she'd filled Puck in on it. He had a kid himself and while his situation was different, and had no drama, she knew he'd probably have a better idea of what they should do. And of course, he did. While their plans had been to have sex in her classroom at first, things had shifted to them using the neutral space to tell Morgan their suspicions. Could she be wrong about this? Sure. Did Morgan at least deserve to know and get a paternity test done to be certain? Absolutely. Trying not pace around her classroom, Puck speaking pulled her out of her head and she sighed as she glanced over at him. "Maybe we give him space. Just to be safe." She hummed as she opened her laptop and pulled the conversation up just in case Morgan needed to read through it and see why 2+2=4 in this equation. "He'll probably feel a lot of emotions, so we just...let him feel them, and then we ask him what he needs from us." God, this right here was why she didn't want kids herself, or to be involved with them period, but there was no turning back now.

MORGAN was happy. The wind was blowing through the car, the dirt was whirled behind the wheels up into the air, and the sound of "Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas was blasting through the speakers of the red pick-up truck, as it zoomed from his ranch into the city. The gravel was soon replaced by real concrete, and it didn't take long to find the first stoplight, and therefore the first sign of the city. The cowboy's hands were banging against the steering wheel to the beat of the song, and he was grinning as the guitar solos rang through his ears. He could smell the sweet cake that was next to him on the passenger seat. Eva and Puck had been incredibly busy lately, getting themselves ready for the new semester. It was so cute, how they were both new at this; Puck being a student, and Eva being a professor. So the tall man wanted to show up and support his two lovers in any kind of way that he could. He'd parked the car, grabbed the little cake box and had headed into one of the many buildings on campus. There were so many damn doors, he had to stop and ask some random person for directions. "Ms. Ander- I mean, Professor Anderson's office?" He was shown with a point, and Morgan gave the person a big smile and nodded. "Thank you! Have a great day!" He almost skipped down the hallway towards the door, knowing what two people he'd be seeing behind it, but he knocked a few times - trying to see if he could knock a little happy tune - before he opened the door and greeted Puck and Eva with a grin. "Howdy, y'all!" He moved in to peck each of their lips, and set the cake down. "Chocolate cake. I wasn't sure- I mean, I tried my best. It tastes okay." He chuckled nervously, his hand scratching the back of his head, before he snapped out of it and took a step back to admire the desk that had been assembled, and afterwards the rest of the office. "It's looks really good in here! Very professional!"

PUCK nodded in understanding of what Eva ws saying. It was probably best to give him space, and to not immediately go into talking about how to go about ensuring Morgan get the DNA test he's going to need. Only if Morgan specifically asked. Puck could be a shoulder, he has very nice and broad shoulders that are perfect for crying on, so he can put them to use and just mentally think of how to fix it, so if Morgan does come to him wanting help he'll be ready. Yeah, Puck could do the emotional intelligence thing. Just as he was about to say something, the thought was lost at the Sound of a very happy 'Howdy y'all!'. Dear god this was gonna be rough and Puck was ready to back out and just fuck on the desk like they were originally planning. But then he was getting a sweet little peck and there was a homemade chocolate cake and Puck had never wanted to be the bearer of tense news less than he did right now. But damn if Morgan was the sweetest man he'd ever encountered for making them a whole ass cake. "Hey chocolate cake made by you, gotta be good." He said supportively because he was all about encouraging chocolate cake. "Our girl knows how to make anything look good, don't she?" He looked over at Eva with a smile before getting off the desk to sit in one of the chairs by the cake. "Why'd you make us a cake?" He asked genuinely curious but also stalling.

EVA didn't like this any more than Puck did, but after blowing up with Andy, she was trying to prepare herself to be the calm one. After all, Puck was a parent and was seeing this from a parental POV, whereas she was simply just wanting to do the right thing for someone she cared about. Delivering this news was going to crush Morgan, but someone had to be strong in this situation. Though, as soon as Morgan came bouncing in with a cake, she didn't know how she'd get through this. Smiling softly at the peck, she glanced at the cake and only now did she actually remember him wanting to bake one for them. And it was a very cute gesture, one she would have been a lot more stoked about if not for the elephant in the room. Taking in the compliment about her room, which led to Puck throwing out one too, Eva shook her head. "Okay, okay. I barely did much in here, but thanks, boys." She giggled. She was grateful that Puck decided to stall first, so she pushed the chair to the desk back a little and motioned for Morgan to have a seat. "Yeah, I know the sex has been amazing, but what did we do to deserve a cake? Not that we're complaining, and I'm sure much like anything else you've made for us, this is gonna taste great, but what's this for?"

MORGAN moved around the quaint space, looking around as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. He knew that it was about to become an intense time for both Puck and Eva. They wouldn't have as much time for their little fun shenanigans once work and school kicked in, so Morgan was soaking it all up. For the first time, he really truly understood why people were in relationships; the time spent together, memories being made, getting closer and learning more about each other. It excited him! So, knowing that he probably wasn't going to see them as much going forward, any time spent with the two was now cherished time. Turning around at their questions regarding the cake he'd made for them, a slight red tint grew on his cheeks. "Oh, well, y'know- you guys are working hard, gotta get some sugar in ya!" Was it because he was trying to impress them? Absolutely. For Morgan, one of his main love languages was acts of service - and what better way to show people he cared about them, than through cooking? Baking was something he wasn't so good at, but everyone liked baked goods. He watched as Eva pulled out the chair, and moved to sit down, his hands coming out of his pockets and instead going behind his head as he leaned back. "So, what's up? You guys seemed so quiet when I got here."

PUCK was not thrilled that all of this was happening so early in the development of this... throuple. They really seemed like they were headed somewhere and it's not like going through big shit isn't an importnt part of building any legit relationship, but, what if it was too early? It was hard for Puck to imagine that this kind of news wasn't going to be too much strain for something so new. While Puck wasn't ready to lose this, he was aware it was a possibility. But, it was also possible that this whole thing, while messy, could bring them all closer together. That sounded equally as scary and Puck was kind of ready to just bolt and let Eva do this shit on her own. I mean, she was the one who spoke to Andy, why was he even here? Right, for support. "For future reference I'm cool with there being no reason for a chocolate cake, but that's actually fucking adorable." He'd eat some later, right now his stomach was not feeling the whole food thing, he needed to get all this possible kid shit out first. "Unlike you I've got self control." He said with a smile, regerencing the other night when Puck walked in to Morgan and Eva two second from fucking on the couch. "Nah, we were just waiting for you, big guy." He said, looking to Eva, because she'd definitely explain all this better.

EVA couldn't help but give a half of a smile at Morgan simply baking them a cake simply for being stressed out about the school season starting. It was really thoughtful, and he hadn't even needed to go out of his way for them like this but she appreciated it anyways. She nodded in agreement with Puck's sentiments. "Yeah, I'll take anything you wanna make for me too, for any reason or no reason at all." When Puck didn't make a move to cut the cake and grab a piece, she assumed they were both in the same position of not having an appetite for it at the moment. Deciding to let Puck's other comment slide as Morgan took his seat, she was already trying to sort out how to break this news to him when the ball was practically being thrown in her court. And she would have been slapping Puck's arm if it didn't make sense for her to be the one to break the news, so she hopped up on her desk and turned to face Morgan. "We technically planned for all three of us to break in my new desk, but then something came up." She sighed. "First of all, I may have overstepped a boundary or two with your former lover and friend, Andy. We were talking about you, and they gave a timeline for you two breaking up and them getting pregnant...and to me, it sounded like you might be the father. I tried to push an answer out of them and they got super defensive, and they went from denying it to basically assuming that I was trying to come for their son and threatening to take legal action, and then saying they wouldn't let you around the son because of me now. Which isn't confirmation that you are the father, and I didn't actually come for your son which you can see for yourself but — anyways, I told Puck and we both thought that if anything, you deserve to talk to Andy and get answers in case I'm right." Once it was all out there, she finally exhaled another breath before shrugging. "I'm sorry, that was a lot, and I could be fucking wrong, but it doesn't hurt for you to be sure, right?"

MORGAN smiled as Puck talked. The man oozed confidence like nothing he'd ever seen before; it wasn't until he was in a more intimate setting that that confidence started to crack a little, but Morgan wasn't the type of person to cause those cracks to become bigger. He just appreciated the fact that he wasn't just one big facade, and that there was more to him than that, even if he probably wouldn't let people believe that. Eva, on the other hand, really was confident through and through - in the best way possible. It was the type of confidence where she really believed in herself, and didn't hesitate about her next move. She was tough and badass, and Morgan felt so incredibly honored to have been let in to see the softer and sweeter side of her. It was the sides of these two people that Morgan constantly hungered for; that sweetness, that closeness, the bond that they had. And maybe he was trying everything he could, to further grow it. So his eyes went from Puck to Eva, as it seemed like he kinda passed the baton on to her, and Morgan listened intently as she started telling everything about the conversations that the tall cowboy had blissfully been unaware of. His throat started closing and becoming dry, his heart beat picked up, and he found himself wanting to melt into the chair and not exist anymore. The words 'pregnant', 'son', 'defensive' and 'threatening' seemed so loud in his head. Blinking a few times, Morgan looked away, his breathing getting slightly heavier. He couldn't keep sitting. He was feeling restless, needing to get that anxious energy out of his body. So he stood up quickly, turning his back to Eva and Puck as she finished explaining. And the wheels inside Morgan's head started turning. What was he supposed to say to them? What was he supposed to say to anyone? He walked up to the wall, his fingers pushing one of the framed pictures up slightly, making it hang more straight as he took a deep breath. He knew what to tell them.

"I've already spoken to Andy about it." He said quietly, and turned to the two. "A few weeks ago, I asked them. He's not mine." Morgan walked up to the back of the chair, holding onto it, as if to hold on to his anger and keep it inside. "I've known Andy since I was a kid, they wouldn't lie to me. Not about that. And I believe them. But to threaten you? To take their frustrations with me, and our break-up, out on you?" Morgan's eyes never left Eva's. He wanted to make sure she understood this. His fingers tightened around the fabric of the chair. He was thoroughly pissed off. "To do anything that would cause you any kind of hurt?" He was quiet for a moment as he breathed heavily. The idea of Andy even doing that hurt him. "I'll talk to them about it."

PUCK fell as silent as he's ever been, back a little straighter, like this conversation demanded him to be at attention. As Eva spoke, Puck never looked away from Morgan, he wanted to read every micro-expression and his body language, as if it would give him the ability to read his mind or emotions. Once Morgan turned from them, Puck knew the taller man was in thought and needed a minute to process before he spoke again. Both Morgan and Eva were better at thinking before speaking than Puck was. Looking over at the professor he sighed before his eyes went right back to Morgan. It didn't really surprise him that Morgan had already asked Andy about all of this. I mean if Eva can do the math so could he, but it did surprise him how easily he was willing to accept it as the truth. While Puck didn't know Andy, he knew people and people did fucked up shit when they were angry, hurt and/or scared and from what he knows, Andy was all of those things after their breakup with Morgan. Again, his eyes stayed on Morgan, even as Morgan looked so intently at Eva, like he'd hurt anyone that brought harm to her and he wondered if being regarded by the cowboy felt as incredible as it looked, he'd have to ask Eva later. Standing up, Puck made a little nose to break the moment with his hair, which, interrupting moments between these two is starting to become his thing. "Look I don't know Andy but I do know hurt and angry folk don't act like themselves. I'm not saying they're lying to you, I'm saying they could be and I'm telling you as a father, you're gonna be heartbroken if that little boy is yours and you lose anymore time with him." All he could think was how devestated he'd have been if Maya had been kept from him, if he had missed two years of firsts. "You owe it to that kid and to yourself to make damn sure it ain't you no matter what Andy says." Maybe he had spoken out of turn but it was too late now.

EVA had half expected Morgan to need to get up, so she didn't even flinch when it happened. He was much calmer than most people would be in his shoes, but she was used to this sort of softness to him anyways so it was on brand for him. But as she watched him adjust a frame on her wall, all she could do was sigh. That was until he started explaining that he'd already asked Andy and they'd said no. That was exactly what Andy had said to her when she'd first started asking, before they got defensive. It had been bullshit, and for someone who could sell anyone anything, she knew the antics of someone trying to craft a narrative that was false and then breaking when someone challenged it. This was probably the first time the kid's paternity had come into question like this, it seemed to her as though Andy hadn't been prepared for it. Letting Morgan get worked up over Andy taking their frustration out of her, she kept her eyes locked on his until he'd finished. This situation had just gone from messy to pure hell, and as she glanced over at Puck as he spoke, she was grateful that he was pushing this as much as she was. "Puck's right. You can check the conversation for yourself if you want, but..let's just take a step back here." Eva suggested, nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders. "Andy implied two things: they're still in love with you and can't be just friends with you, and they still think you're the same person you were three years ago and that you can't make time for work. They can't let you back into their life, let alone the kid's, if you're going to do what you did before. Their words, not mine. I tried to tell them that you're different now, that you have no problem making time now, and it fell on deaf ears." She explained, tempted to roll her eyes at how hard Andy had pushed back on it when they didn't know the man Morgan was now. "And don't worry about them coming for me. I can handle myself." She reassured him with a small smile.

MORGAN's jaw clenched as he stayed silent. He didn't know what to say, didn't know what to do, didn't even know what to think! He was frustrated, sad, angry. He could see where Puck and Eva were coming from, pushing for him to do something. All the signs were pointing towards it. Why else would Andy be so angry at him? It made sense! He didn't make time for them before, so why would he make time for their kid now? And that kind of mindset was being held against him. It was why they were so angry with him! But then again, Morgan came back to the fact that Andy just simply wouldn't lie to him. They never had before, why would they start now? Morgan's head was starting to hurt, as he was being pulled in both directions, and the palm of his hand rubbed his temple softly as he thought about what was next. "Andy's not in love with me. Is there still love between us? Yes! But it's the kind of love that never leaves two old best friends." Morgan claimed, looking between his two lovers. His voice was slightly louder than before, but he also knew other people were working in offices next door. "D'ya really not think they'd tell me, if the boy was mine?" Morgan asked, almost hesitant and like he didn't believe it himself. "I just..." closing his eyes, Morgan ran a hand through his hair, groaning quietly in frustration. "I'll talk to them." He sighed, a sudden wave of surrendering washing over him. He looked back at the two gorgeous people in front of him, sad that all of this had happened. "I'm sorry."

EVA was certain that they'd somehow taken a trip to delulu land when Morgan first shot down the idea that Andy was still in love with him. It was wild and utterly ridiculous to her that they'd still be clutching onto feelings from three years ago; however, she'd never fallen in love herself, or had a kid, so all she could do was assume that this was the type of dumb shit people did when they had one or both of those. Her jaw dropped yet again when he questioned whether they thought Andy would lie about the kid's paternity, which was the whole reason they were here after all. She just stared at him blankly as he seemed to be at least agreeing to talk to Andy, and then when Puck didn't immediately speak up, she took that as her cue and grabbed her laptop, scrolling to the important parts of that convo. "Cowboy, listen to me closely. Their exact words were: "I'm still bitter, I still love him, I can't just be his friend." Oh, and then my personal favorite was: "I just don't see a future where he and I end up together anymore and as it stands, I can't see myself going back to being just friends with him either." I might not know or like Andy very much at this moment, but that's not friend love. In fact, they also doubt that you two were ever really friends, which I'm gonna guess is them thinking that you leaving them means you weren't a real friend or lover or whatever." Eva stated before she sat her laptop down and exhaled a small breath. "I'm not saying they're a bad person, and my guess is that Andy is lying because they're afraid that you won't stick around for your son just like you didn't stay for them. Pretty sure it's also because they don't want you around as just a father to your son if they can't have you back as a lover, but that's a whole other issue. I can't judge their way of trying to protect their son — but if he is yours, you have every right to know and to be given a fair chance to prove Andy wrong. That's all we're saying."

PUCK was grateful when after Morgan spoke Eva was right there to swoop in with a response, because Puck just couldn't stop looking at Morgan. Why did he seem so calm? I mean, Puck noticed the jaw clench and that was a clear indicator of growing frustration and it made him wonder how much he could hold down before he all came pouring out and when it did who would it be aimed at, what would it look like. Morgan had already made it clear that he'll be damned if any harm comes to Eva, so he probably wouldn't direct it there. Would it be him? Would Puck have to bare his anger and frustration? He could handle it, he had endured much worse. As Eva kept talking Puck could only imagine hearing Andy's own words was tough. And very uncharacteristically, Puck wanted to comfort Morgan and tell him, no matter what it's all gonna be okay. That they would be there with him to figure this out and help him through it, but instead he stood where he was and waited for Eva to finish because even though what she was saying might be hard to hear she was 100% right and Morgan needed to hear it. "All this is... a lot. I'm guessing it's gut wrenching to think your Andy, your childhood friend, could maybe do something like this to you, but it's just a possibility, something to prepare for." Puck tried to reassure without sugarcoating, too much. "You definitely ain't gotta be sorry. Life's always throwing shit at us that we aren't sure we can catch but it ain't just you, you know? you got people. Not to sound like an after school special, but you aren't alone in any of this, man." Again, Puck was shit at this, but he was trying.

MORGAN ran a hand through his hair, watching Eva pick up her laptop and pull out the evidence. He was beginning to get frustrated. He knew it wasn't their intentions, he knew that all they were doing, was to make him aware of it and ask him to do something - especially if Oakley was his after all! And that it was all coming from the best of intentions! But as Eva read out loud exactly what Andy had said, he couldn't help but almost feel like he was being shown his mistakes, or even being made to choose. Some irrational part of him was whispering in his ear that this could also be Eva and Puck's way of getting rid of Morgan. But that was the completely irrational part of him that he, nine times out of ten, didn't believe in after all. As Eva kept explaining, Morgan had to look down at the ground. He hated this. It was heartbreaking, hearing that his ex had spoken to his...situation like that, but also that his situation suspected his ex of not telling the truth. Eva finished and Puck picked up, following after, and Morgan's eyes shot up, finding his dark brown ones. The ones that he could find himself staring into and get lost in for way too long. Nodding along slowly, Morgan sucked in a deep breath, and nodded to himself, making a decision in his mind. "Thank you for this." He said and pushed the chair in, giving both Eva and Puck a look that was determined. "Enjoy the cake." And with that, Morgan started walking, leaving the room. He almost felt the need to be sick, but he just had to get away. He needed time to think about how the hell to approach Andy like this. And how to make it up to Puck and Eva. But that required him to be alone. And so, he left; left to go home to think.

[puckhq]

yeah, i love how it feels right now, this is the life || THROUPLE

tagging: Morgan Weston ( @morgan-weston ), Eva Anderson ( @anderseva ) and Noah Puckerman

date & time: August 24, 2024 after the Zodiac party

location: Morgan's place

warnings: none I think

summary: During the Zodiac Party Puck lowkey missed his lovers, and maybe his lovers missed him. Mostly, they end up talking about what the fuck they're doing and despite barely answering that question, they fall back into bed.

MORGAN The opening credits had rung out that catchy drum intro, Dolly Parton had guest-starred, and Miley had fallen in love with egocentric superstar Jake Ryan. That was the basic run-down of the Hannah Montana episode that was currently playing on the TV, in the dark living room at Morgan's ranch. After a day spent with Eva, he couldn't picture a better way to end it, than to be on the couch with her, blanket draped over them, and a half-eaten bowl of popcorn in front of them, watching a show that Morgan clearly had grown obsessed with, thanks to the beauty next to him. "Y'know," Morgan started softly, not wanting to surprise Eva with his sudden voice after the quiet. "I have to admit something to ya..." Morgan reached over for the remote and paused the episode, just as Miley stopped playing her acoustic version of 'If We Were A Movie', that Dolly had sneakily listened in on. "I've secretly been listening to her albums in the car."

EVA While Eva would never turn down a Hannah Montana binge, she was ecstatic to see that Morgan was now equally obsessed (or maybe more so than her) with the show. She'd lost count of how many times she'd seen most of these eps but she was close to reciting every line, but especially with this one episode, which Morgan was zoned in on. It was so adorable that she found herself studying him more than the screen, so she wasn't startled at all when he spoke up. She was caught off guard, however, when he paused the show, though it quickly went away when he opened his mouth again. "Why is that a secret? I used to do that all the time." She admitted and shrugged. "But let me guess: you've learned the lyrics now and can't get them out of your head?"

MORGAN "Yes!" Morgan exclaimed, sitting up slightly to get a proper look at Eva. How was she so good at just knowing those things about him? She'd been, ever since the mixer, and it astonished him how well in tune she was with him. "They're so catchy!" Morgan jumped up from his seat on the couch, knocking over the leftover bowl of popcorn, and landed on the coffee table in front of them, almost slipping on a fruit bowl. "If we were a movie, you'd be the right guy," Morgan started singing, loudly and incredibly bad. "And I'd be the best friend that you'd fall in love with," remembering the remote in his hand, the cowboy pretended to use it as a microphone, continuing to pour his heart out in the song. "In the end, we'd be laughin', watchin' the sunset" He pointed to Eva, making eye contact and grinning at her, "Fade to black, show the names, play the happy song." He finished and jumped back down again, kneeling in front of Eva. "How can I ever thank you for introducing me to such an icon?"

EVA Eva's eyes widened at his excitement. It had been a fair guess really, but she didn't fault him for still being stoked over her figuring out where he was going with this. "They are super catchy, which is probably why—" Her words were cut off at the sudden commotion, and she barely fought to contain her laughter in response. She wasn't even expecting him to get so carried away with his reaction, but it was still kinda adorable anyways. Before she could say anything else, he was belting out the lyrics to the song, and Eva went from gasping to trying not to scrunch up her face in response to how off pitch her was. She couldn't knock his attempt though, and once he finished, she simply smiled as she reached a hand out and gently cradled his face in said hand. "Oh, that performance was more than enough, babe." She giggled. "But if you must reward me somehow, I think we still have like fifteen horses to go, so let's add in a few more orgasms to go along with those rides, and we can call it even."

MORGAN This was so unlike Morgan. He had barely been the type of person who'd date, and nevermind belt out into song, but here he was, doing just that. And it was all for Eva. He felt like he could act silly around her, and if that warranted a laugh, then he was thrilled. Grinning from ear to ear at her reaction, Morgan felt his heart skip, as if it was jumping from cloud to cloud. The feeling of her hand on his cheek, and the way she giggled was enough to have Morgan's knee shake under him. He nodded eagerly at her proposal and chuckled. "If that ain't a done deal, then I don't know what it is," He said and moved in, pushing Eva against the backrest of the couch, his eyes closing and his lips pressing against hers softly. Hannah Montana could wait, they were busy now. Until Morgan's phone vibrated and lit up on the coffee table. He groaned at the interruption, and pulled back from the kiss, his forehead moving to rest against Eva's temple. "Do we think it's important?"

EVA By now, Eva was well aware that Morgan (and Puck) would pretty much agree to anything she asked, so she hadn't expected anything less than him nodding and agreeing to her request. It was quite the arrangement, in her opinion, and it was a win win for them both. She smirked at the verbal confirmation, and then she was being pushed back against the couch as Morgan leaned in to kiss her, and she instantly returned it. With how things had been progressing lately, one kiss never stopped there and she was prepared to let things progress further than that until she heard the phone on the coffee table, followed by a vibration just inches away from her own phone that was somewhere on one of the couch cushions. At Morgan's question, she nodded. "That was both of our phones so unless we're in an episode of Pretty Little Liars and that's A sending some cryptic shit, I'm gonna assume that was Puck drunk texting the group chat." She hummed, and considering no one else would text them both at the same time, that was the only explanation. Reaching her free hand over to grab her phone, she used her face to unlock it and sure enough, it was their third. "Just like a man." She teased as she spun her phone around to show Morgan the text.

MORGAN As soon as Eva started speaking, Morgan pulled away slightly, leaving only a tiny gap between them, but it was enough for him to take in her beauty as she spoke. He really hadn't been joking when he'd called her a goddess. Her lips moved with every syllable, her tongue hitting her teeth every now and then, and the corners moving up and down ever so slightly. As her words came out he registered them. "That's another show ya gotta introduce me to," Morgan grinned, and moved slightly as she got her phone and showed him the text. That's my boy, Morgan thought to himself with a smirk on his face, and took the phone out of Eva's hands, typing up a reply. 'Waiting for you' and sent it, on behalf of Eva and himself. "And now we kill the waiting time," Morgan said, losing the girl's phone in the couch cushions, grabbing her under her thighs, and pulling her down under him, so she was flat on the couch and completely covered by him, and he could go back to hungrily kissing her.

PUCK It took no time for Puck to excuse himself from the party once he got the 'waiting for you' text. For some reason getting hit on by two dudes and thinking for a hot second a threesome might have been on the table, just made him want Eva and Morgan. Being with them was like making art, or at least what Puck imagined making art was like. Hard, creative and satisfying in the end. Thankfully he wasn't drunk, hadn't even bothered with the drinks because he'd been so distracted by the food. Some of which he was bringing with him, because he wasn't sure if they had eaten or not and he wasn't going to think to hard on why he even cared. Not too long after he got in his truck, he was pulling up to Morgan's place, food in hand and pleased when the door was unlocked. Going to the kitchen first he put the food down, and then went to find his lovers. It didn't take long to see them getting into it on the couch. He watched for a moment. God damn! He thought to himself. Never had he deen two more beautiful people and fuck did they look good horizontal on a couch, two seconds from dry humping. Clearing his throat, he almost hated to break it up. Almost. "You got room for one more or you want me to come back later?..." He asked with a smirk on his face.

EVA After Puck's birthday, it was safe to say that her relationships with both men had shifted, and Eva couldn't even handle a simple make out without needing more. Her body just instantly reacted as soon as Morgan dove right in, arching into his hold as they kissed. She was so wrapped up in trying not to rip her clothes off, along with his, that she hadn't even remotely heard a sound as Puck came in. It wasn't until his signal that she finally broke the kiss and glanced his way. "You know we have room for you, babe." She stated as she smirked over at him. "What's the crown for? Were you the hottest guy at that stupid party and someone gave you a crown for it? Or did one of your admirers give it to you in hopes of sucking your dick on one of those upper levels?" Eva questioned curiously.

MORGAN It was almost like Morgan was constantly insatiable whenever he was around Eva and Puck. He got satisfied; there wasn't a problem there, at all! But he could never have enough of them, for some reason. He wanted to stay in those moments with them forever, when he finally got them. Before he found out that his work had been taking his time, he never would've felt like this. But now, it was like he had so much to catch up on, and he only wanted to catch up with those two. That was why he, once again, groaned as Eva's lips left his, this time with him not being in charge of that choice. He'd been kissing her lips to feel that softness and kissing her neck to hear that breathlessness, had felt the curves of her thighs, ass and waist with his hands, was ready to start causing some friction between the two of them, and had gone back to feeling the softness of her lips again, when Eva had pulled away, and Morgan belatedly took in the fact that it was Puck who'd interrupted, like he was told to do anyway, like the good boy he was. Breathing heavily, Morgan sat up on his knees and took a look at Puck as he stood across the room, and the light from the hallway lit him up. God, what a sight. Eva questioned Puck out for this event, and when the last question rung out, Morgan immediately spoke up. "It better only be the first option. Come 'ere if it is," Morgan motioned for him, and moved to the side, so there was room for Puck too.

PUCK The correct reaction to Eva's questions would be to tell her it's none of your business and I'm here now and why don't we focus on the here and now. Instead, he was smiling because it felt good that she might be a little jealous of these admirers of his. Felt even better to have Morgan confirm he didn't want anyone else on Puck's dick but them. Truthfully, being at that party without them had felt kind of lonely, even though he did connect with a decent amount of people when it came to hooking up or even flirting it just didn't feel right. But being here, squeezing himelf between them on the couch, that felt right. Leaning over to Eva, he gave her a sweet kiss, before turning and doing the same to Morgan. "It was a zodiac party, not the killer, the signs. I wore a crown 'cause i'm a king, baby." He put an arm around the back of the couch, across Eva's shoulders. "I've only got two admirers I let suck my dick these days and they wren't there." He leaned into Morgan. "Is that Hannah Montana?" He asked looking at the TV.

EVA Eva wasn't the jealous type, as if she'd ever had any reason to be anyways, but she also knew that all three parties of this throuple had admirers and if the last PSU event had been anything to go by, she was sure that most people in attendance were drunk and horny. She wouldn't have even blamed them for wanting to be all over Puck, since that was what her and Morgan wanted too, but she wasn't pressed about it either. But Morgan seemed to be thinking the same way that she was, so she simply giggled as she sat back up on the couch just in time for Puck to come over and kiss her. "Wait, did you think it was a zodiac killer party?" She asked, though she was sure the answer was yes. Leaning into the arm now around her shoulders, Eva shrugged. "Nice save. But duh, it's Hannah Montana. Which might not be your thing, and if it isn't that's fine, but our boy Morgan here is addicted now. You just missed his..interesting performance of one of her songs. He got the lyrics right, but the keys? Not so much." She giggled before she glanced over at Morgan. "It was still lovely though, cowboy."

MORGAN Morgan kept his eyes on Puck as he watched him make his way over to the other two on the couch, and he smirked. That was all he needed to know, in terms of Puck not being with other people. The three hadn’t exactly made this whole throuple situation exclusive, but Morgan wasn’t flirting or even seeing anyone else but those two, and he was hoping that they’d accepted that silent agreement too. Furrowing his eyebrows as Puck kept explaining, the tall cowboy couldn’t be any more confused. “So, it wasn’t some kinda murder mystery party? Not that it could ever beat this company,” Morgan said, referring to Eva, “but I do love me a good murder mystery.” Morgan grinned and laid down, putting his head next to Eva’s. He could smell her sweet shampoo from there. Chuckling at her comments about his spontaneous singing-outburst, Morgan shrugged his shoulders. “Hey, I never claimed to be a professional troubadour! Just a professional Hannah Montana fan.” And he wasn’t embarrassed by it either. Humming, Morgan turned to face Puck again and he reached over, poking at the crown. “So, you decided to ditch their party to join ours? Why?”

PUCK "Yup." He answered Eva, getting more comfortable on the couch. "Almost went there with fake blood on my shirt for the vibe but last second Maya was like, 'It's a zodiac party' and I'm like yeah kid, I know and she was like 'Zodiac sign, not killer'. So thank God for her." He laughed at the memory, truly he was lucky one of them was smart. "But there was a dude there dressed as Mark Ruffalo's character in Zodiac so it wasn't just us." He said more to Morgan, since apparently they'd both thought the same thing. Listening to Eva and Morgan talk about their night, he smiled, it sounded nice. For the first time in a while he thought it might have been better to just hang with them in the first place than go to the party. "It was If We Were a Movie wasn't it?" He guessed, because it was the song that usually got stuck in his head, unless you count the little riff Miley does for the transitions. Until Morgan poked it, Puck had forgotten the crown was even on his head, which was probably a very Leo thing of him to do. Shrugging, he wasn't sure he wanted to share the real answer, seemed like too much for whatever this trio was doing. "There was just too many people trynna suck my dick, it was overwhelming, didn't know where to start." He smirked like the fuckboi he use to be.

EVA Honestly, Eva should have expected men to assumed zodiac meant the killer and not the actual signs, but she was still extremely amused by this anyways. "Y'all know women are all into that astrology shit nowadays, but I can see why y'all would think it was a murder mystery party." If it had been that instead, she probably would have been more inclined to attend, but it being the signs was exactly why she hadn't bothered. She smiled when Puck, who apparently claimed not to be as into Hannah Montana as they were, knew exactly what song Morgan had been singing. Maybe it was just that easy to guess? "It was exactly that song, and it wasn't horrendous, just pitchy. But then again, I do come from a musically gifted parent, so maybe I was just judging you too harshly, babe." She decided, and that could stick for now. She glanced at the crown briefly before rolling her eyes playfully as Puck admitted what she'd already suspected. Of course that party was just another fuck fest, hence why Eva had opted to sit it out. She had two dicks she could alternate between so it hadn't been appealing to attend this party. "Yeah, once the drinks start flowing, so does the hormones." She hummed. "But hey, other than what you just walked in on, we've been binging Hannah Montana and hanging out, so like it's much less stressful and thirsty over here." She beamed.

MORGAN It felt really nice to be in a situation where Puck felt open enough to share things about Maya with the both of them; he didn’t know if that was a common thing for him to do with Eva, and if Eva had even met Maya yet, but he wasn’t going to put too much thought into that right in this moment; the important thing for Morgan to note, was that he felt comfortable enough to do it, given his recent observations with the other man being a bit more closed off than himself. He couldn’t help but let out a laugh as Puck kept telling about the party, and how ridiculous it all sounded; it wasn’t his type of crowd, and it would’ve taken something special, for him to go. Especially when Eva started bringing up the hormones, and how it had seemed like the mixer had become a bit of a flirt-fest; he could testament to that, with Eva. Morgan kept quiet as the two talked, admiring their energy and chemistry, and how well they played off each other. He hummed along as the girl told the other man what they’d been up to, and he sat up, his long legs moving over the backrest of the couch to stand on the floor, and move to get the remote. “Speak for yourself, gorgeous,” Morgan smirked, talking to Eva, and turned the TV off, before kneeling back down on the floor, in front of the couch again, like he’d done before. He crossed his arms on the cushion, and rested his chin on them, looking at the two beauties in front of him, admiring them. “I feel like I’m always thirsty with the two of you around.”

PUCK "'Course I know that. How do you think I found out my sign in the first place. Some chick with beads in her hair did a whole chart thing." If you ask Puck, it should have been a murder mystery party, that would've been dope. He should see if there was one of those places around here, maybe it could be a date for all of them, or an escape room. Or both. Something told Puck he'd be hearing Morgan sing something off key and adorably some day and he was already looking forward to it. "It's the song that gets stuck in my head so gotta get stuck in other people's." Normally, he'd sing it because he'd ridiculous but he kind of hated singing in front of people that were his mom or Maya. Laughing at her commentary on the PSU events, because it was true. Damn did folks get horny with a drink or two in 'em. It was something else. "I don't know, y'all looked pretty hormonal over here. Felt bad inturupting, wanted to see how long it'd take ya to notice me." Usually, Puck wasn't much of a voyeur but you'd want to watch them fuck too, if you could. Watching Morgan as he moved and turned the TV off, he had to admit he liked the sight of him kneeling in front of them like this. "I ain't thirsty, I just appreciate the art that is y'alls bodies and the music those noises i get out of you make."

EVA "Someone with beads in their hair?" Eva repeated, but then decided that she didn't even need to ask any other questions about it. Whatever went on at that party was probably off the walls, so she didn't need to know anything else. She smiled as Puck confirmed that the song got stuck in his head, and now she knew what to play the next time she was in the car with him. "I'll expand that discography one day, don't worry. Both of you are gonna be doing the Hoedown Throwdown with me on Instagram or TikTok soon enough." She warned, and while it wasn't the usual content she put on her socials, there was no way in hell she wouldn't have them both in cowboy boots and hats doing the dance one of these days. Blushing as Puck called them out, she playfully swatted his arm. "We had to do something while we waited for you but in our defense, you could've skipped the party altogether and been here this whole time, so that's on you." She shrugged as she watched Morgan get down on his knees again. Leave it to them both to be thinking with their dicks the first time they were all in the same room again. "You're both thirsty, as you should be — but hold up. Are we making this a thing? I mean, I know I've talked to both of you separately about the fact that we liked the threesome, and we all have our own relationships with each other outside of this, but we are all on the same page, right?"

MORGAN There were still so many things that Morgan deemed incredibly 'Los Angeles' - a girl with beads in her hair was something he pictured his grandparents would've dealt with, back in the 60s and 70s, but then again, it was absolutely plausible that it'd take place in LA today. Instagram and TikTok were other things that, to Morgan, just felt more 'LA', despite knowing that it was universal. He himself didn't have accounts on social media - he was too busy for that. But he always enjoyed hearing about the latest trends; it was almost like hearing about a fun bar fight, but thankfully not having been there himself to have gotten injured. "Hoedown Throwdown? Sounds like I could get down with that." Morgan mused with a soft smile on his face - at this point, participating in those things meant he got to be around either one or both of them, and he for sure wasn't gonna say 'no' to that! As Eva asked about the threesome, it was clear in Morgan's brain what the answer would be, but it was also really nice knowing the two of them had discussed it on their own, and had even enjoyed it enough to not be declining the invitation to another; the flirting with each other was confirmation enough for that, let alone Puck being okay with watching Eva and Morgan. "Mhmm, I personally wouldn't hate it," Morgan said, his voice soft as he was feeling the other two out. He'd also pretty much given up flirting, and he definitely made sure not to see anyone, outside of them - not that they were exclusive, but he felt like he at least owed it to them to be more or less just focused on them. "I mean, if y'all are up for it? I know that a team of wild horses couldn't tear me apart from an opportunity like that. Have ya seen the two of you? Damn! And y'all know how much a good time I had on Puck's birthday!"

PUCK Just the thought of having to do that dance was making his shoulder and knees act up. Even though Maya should have been too young for Hannah Montana, Disney Channel use to play reruns and let's just say the Hoedown Throwdown was a staple in the Puckerman household for months. But he figured he'd let Eva 'teach' him because he liked being bossed around by beautiful women. So he just smiled at her and silently agreed to dance whatever and film whatever she wanted. Listening Eva and Morgan talk about what they were doing was starting to make chest feel tight. It wasn't, but it sounded a lot like the,'what are we?' talk and Puck had never been a fan of that particular question. It put a lot of commitment on him and he was a father, who made his kid his priority even if she was a bit to old to use as an excuse for non-commitment and whatever this thing was, a poly- poly something, wasn't traditional and he struggled to commit to one person let alone two people. But it was fine, he could breathe because this wasn't that talk, this was just them establishing that they like the whole threesome thing, which he did, so they were all on the same page. It wasn't just sex though, and that's what had Puck pausing for so damn long, because if it was just sex, he'd have hooked up with someone at that party instead of feeling kinda guilty for getting some numbers. Shit, he should probably say something. "I'm never gonna say no to a threesome with two tens. As a seasoned threesome guy, I've never had better than this." And that wasn't just a line.

EVA While Eva wasn't exactly doing the influencer thing anymore, she still had quite the following and still did a few things here and there on them, so why not record a video of her and her boys doing a Hannah Montana dance? She smiled as they both seemed to be agreeing to it, though she wasn't sure how good either one of them would even be. "Great, so next time we're all together like this, pre-sex, I'm teaching y'all how to do it." Even if they ended up being horrible at it, it would still be fun and it would be something else they all did together, so she was all for it. While her question hadn't been the serious one, she could at least tell from Puck's extended pause that that it thrown him for a loop, or scared him, while Morgan just seemed to agree with not much hesitation. Eva would unpack both of their reactions if she were the type to do the feelings thing but since she wasn't, all she wanted to do was be sure they were in sync about the threesome aspect about whatever was happening here. "Sounds like we're all on the same page, but..it also doesn't always have to be sex. We can all binge Hannah Montana or 911 or something together, go on a date or something close to that, ride horses together — I can spend time with you both separately but I'm game for us just doing some chill shit altogether too. Just so we're clear." She shrugged.

MORGAN There was a slight confusion still lingering for Morgan. Was this just about sex, or were they actually gonna try and commit to each other? Because he was pretty sure that it was gonna be latter, given that he'd stopped being any type of way with other people. Andy had obviously come into his life again, but it didn't seem like they wanted anything to do with him, except to visit the horses for their kid, so even whatever lingering feelings that were still there for them had been pushed aside and been pretty much forgotten about. But as Eva continued to list activities and things that they could do together, Morgan got confirmation. It sounded pretty exclusive to him! He smiled, delighted at the deal, and that Puck had somehow confirmed too, in his own Puck-way, that he wanted to keep this going, and moved in to give first Eva a peck on the lips and then Puck. "I like this deal, a lot." Morgan started, before putting his chin back on his arms. "So, are we binging stuff tonight, or do we wanna..." Morgan gestured upstairs, a smirk growing on his face as he thought about what the throuple might get up to in his sleeping quarters. His eyes moved between the two, waiting for an answer.

PUCK It was comforting to know he wasn't the only one who just liked spending time all together. Sex or not, romantic whatever or not, Puck just thought Eva and Morgan were cool people who he vibed with. Maybe he wasn't ready to tackle any other feelings but he had long since admitted to wanting to be their friend. As lame as that fucking sounded. So he just nodded at Eva's words and made a mental note to text them all the shit he wants to do with them in the group chat. He wasn't sure how three-way dates went but he was down to find out with these two. Puck licked his lips after Morgan kissed them and was on his feet before Morgan even had time to finish his not so thinly veiled suggestion at another threesome. Offering a hand to both Morgan and Eva, his answer was pretty clear but just in case. "I don't know if it was the insane horniness of that party or if I'm just always half hard for you two, either way you'll be lucky if we make it upstairs." he said with a smirk.

EVA Sure, part of Eva knew that just carrying on without a clear understanding of what this was wouldn't be a good thing in long run, but she wasn't about to kill the mood with that now. In fact, she didn't even know if she were ready for anything this serious, so she was content to just frolic along and play things by ear with her boys. Smiling at the chaste kiss from Morgan, she wasn't even surprised that the cowboy was suggesting both binging or moving things up to his bedroom, just as she wasn't surprised when Puck stood up and made his decision clear. "Baby, you're literally always hard. It's okay to admit that." She shrugged as she hopped up from the couch and took one of Puck's hands into her own. "But we're making it upstairs. I have a work thing this week and I don't need any sex bruises from the staircase showing in any photos I take." She teased.

MORGAN Morgan had always been a very restless man, always needing to do something, always up and running about, always finding things to be busy with. He couldn't sit still, unless that was the activity that had been set for him. But that had been true to his sex life too. He liked to think that his stamina was decent, he could hold out for quite a while, and it always felt like he could go for another round pretty quickly after. And he was grateful that Puck and Eva seemed to be on the same page with that. There was a need, a hunger for them. Like a bad drug, he wanted more and more. So when they agreed, and he watched them stand up with the same kind of eagerness that Morgan felt inside, that was when he knew he was around the right kind of people for his sex life. He got up on his feet, and slapped Eva's ass teasingly, before leading the way up. "So does that mean no fun hickies?"

PUCK "That's not true. I spend a lot of my time soft, I'm just always hard for you." He said like it was a sweet sentiment, even gave her a kiss, before winking at Morgan, as if he was the smoothest mother fucker on planet earth. Which, if you asked him, he was. Smiling at Morgan's playfulness, he really felt like all of this, whatever it was, made sense. They matched each other's freak, both in and out of bed. There was no jealousy issues between the three of them and it just seemed like the shit was natural. So when Morgan started leading them upstairs, Puck enthusicastcally followed, his hands on Eva's waist as he followed her up. "I can't help what happens when Puckzilla comes out. You know that." As he reached the top with them, they continued into Morgan's room. "Plus it'll be good for your little students to know they ain't got a shot."

EVA Eva was sure that between the two of them, she teasingly rolled her eyes more times than she could count because of their antics. Not that she was complaining, but still. She had just rolled her eyes at Puck's words before he kissed her, which made her smile in response. "Both of you are cheesy as hell sometimes." She teased. "And Morgan, one or two hickies will be fine, but keep them small, and out of sight." She warned as they headed up. Puck referring to himself, or his dick, as Puckzilla shouldn't have been as amusing as it was, but Eva simply shook her head as she walked into the bedroom and wasted no time starting to strip out of her clothes. "I wouldn't sleep with my students anyways, but I'll be sure to let them know that I'm currently being fucked by two of the best men that I know, and none of them can have me. Does that work?"

MORGAN Leading his two lovers into his bedroom, Morgan unbuckled his belt around his waist, and smirked. He'd happily take what he could get, and when Eva said he was allowed one or two hickies he had a small party on the inside. To him, that was like reading a recipe that required one or two cloves of garlic. He always put double the amount in. Besides, he figured he'd get the chance to leave some marks on the inside of both Eva's and Puck's thighs. He continued to remove his t-shirt, throwing it onto the floor, and moved to help Puck off with his too, making sure not to push the crown off of his head. "I ain't worried about your students," Morgan started, his eyes turning dark with lust for the two people, as they got progressively more naked. "I know for a fact that they'd never be able to compare to us." Was he confident? Sure. Maybe a little too much. But he was also aware of how good Eva and Puck made him feel, and it only motivated him to be the best for them too. He sucked in a deep breath and unzipped his jeans, his eyes staying on theirs, switching every few seconds. His voice was low, almost like a growl, and he could already feel himself throbbing at the thought of what was to come with the two gorgeous people. "Now both of you, get on your damn knees and show me what your pretty mouths can do, before I fuck you senseless."

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it's all in the things you didn't say || PUCKEVA

tagging: Eva Anderson ( @anderseva ) & Noah Puckerman

date & time: October 19, 2024 in late morning, early afternoon

location: Puck's house, in the front yard bu the rose bushes

warnings: none!

summary: This conversation has been a long time coming, but Puck still wasn't prepared and Eva probably wasn't expecting all of that either.

word count: 4,560

EVA had been so fucking relieved to get home, shower, DoorDash herself a 5-star fucking meal that she scarfed down in minutes, and then just sleep. She'd slept in the next morning as well, and had been prepared to just stay wrapped up in bed all day until she started getting texts from Santana Lopez. She knew her, to an extent, and the woman gave her a brief yet detailed rundown of her connection to Puck and what she thought of the throuple before urging (or politely demanding) that she come over and at least let Puck see that she was okay post-lockdown bullshit. She only spent half an hour debating it before she got up, tossed on a pair of leggings, a tank top, a pair of sneakers, and tossing her messy hair into an even messier bun. In no mood to worry about make up, she grabbed her purse and keys and headed to her car. This was stupid, she knew that much, but mostly because Puck's baby mama had planned it and he had no idea she was even coming over. But after opening up to Morgan, it was only fair that she do the same for Puck, so she sucked it up and drove over to his house anyways. As soon as she pulled into the driveway, she saw Santana get up from the porch and head inside as she parked. "Puckerman!" Santana yelled out once she stepped inside, and she waved off Jake and Maya giggling over on the couch. "You have a visitor outside, pendejo." The Latina stated smugly before she motioned for her kid and her uncle to go play video games or something as she noticed Eva climbing out of her car.

PUCK had damn near ran all the way home after they finally released them from lockdown. Six fucking days. Dude was starving, tired, exhausted and in desperate need of a shower. But more than anything he wanted to see his kid. Thankfully his truck was wear he'd parked it and despite sitting around for almost a week, it didn't seem to have a scratch on it. After he hugged the absolute fuck out his daughter and his mom, he was not so polietly told to deep clean himself. Before he knew it Jake and Santana were filling his home with warmth and laughter and for the first time in a week, Puck felt whole again. Which is why he didn't say anything when everyone was still there the next morning using up his showers and eating his food. In fact, he couldn't stop smiling. He was in the kitchen with his mom, letting Santana and Jake occupy Maya outside while he talked to his mother. Just as he was going to start a legit conversation about all the bullshit he couldn't seem to sort through on his own, his baby mama's voice rang out in the house and then Maya and Jake were coming inside and- "I have a visitor?" He said to his mom like she'd know who it was. Confusion on his face he walked to the front door passing everyone's amused faces. When he opened the door, the last person he expected was standing in front of him. Dressed down, but looking good, unharmed, safe and a sense of relief he didn't know he was waiting for washed over him. "Eva? What're you doing here? You okay?" He was still just standing in his doorway.

EVA was..she honestly didn't even know what all she was feeling right now, but it was clear that everyone else seemed to be in on this forced visit, yet she didn't know how Puck would feel about it. And once he came to the front door, she inhaled a small breath. "I'm okay. I just.." She paused, unsure of what exactly she was supposed to say about why she was here. Luckily, she didn't have to. Groaning from behind Puck, Santana rolled her eyes before she shoved him out of the doorway and onto the porch. "Remember when you wouldn't listen to me during lockdown? She listened to me. You're welcome." She sassed before shutting the front door, and Eva was slightly amused at the fact that there was someone else who could boss him around, and she now knew exactly where Maya got it from. But now that they were alone, mostly, she knew she had to just start talking now or she wouldn't ever do it. "Right, well..I'd say I'm sorry for just showing up unannounced but she kinda demanded it after she told me she was Maya's mother and she thought that seeing with your own eyes that I was okay might be good for you." She explained nervously before she took a few small steps towards him. "I'm fine, and Morgan's fine. We were completely unharmed in everything, aside from being fucking irritated by everyone, but we're good. And I would hug you or whatever, but first — what the hell happened to your hand?"

PUCK let out a breath when she confirmed she was okay and he was just about to move them outside to the bench in front of the rose bushes, when he felt a hand on him, shoving him forward and the door shutting on them. The former Marine made a mental note to yell at the mother of his child later for meddling when he specifically told her to back off. Not that she'd listen, but it might make him feel better about being blindsided with Eva at his door. "Yeah, she's... somethign else. You didn't need to come just 'cause she told you to though. It's good if she doesn't get her way all the time." He smiled and as he was going to step forward to get to the bench she stepped closer so he stopped and just let her say what she needed to say. Oh, so her and Morgan had been together, that was good. Even better that they had been unharmed by the earthquake or the general fuckery of lockdown. Although, maybe he was the only one dumb enough to hurt themselves after an earthquake. Speaking of, he looked down at his hand, he had just redressed it after his shower this morning, mainly so no one had to see the wounds. "It's just a minor injury, I'm fine." He started walking toward the rose bushes to get out of earshot of the nosiest people on planet earth and probably any other planet. Gesturing at the bench he waited to sit until she did. "You said you and Morgan were good, does that mean y'all were together?" He asked hoping they had at least had each other if no one else the last week.

EVA shrugged at Puck's words. "She's persistent, but she made several good points. And all things considered, even if the earthquake wasn't as big of a deal as they made it out to be, I kinda wanted to see you too, just to be sure." Luckily they'd gotten the texts to go through days ago so she knew he'd been in one piece, she just needed to see it too. Luckily Santana had already mentioned that he was hurt, she just told Eva she'd have to ask him how it happened since she'd read his texts and knew they had both tried telling him not to do anything stupid or heroic, and he hadn't listened. Not surprising. Watching him walk over to the bench, she sighed at his gesture before she walked over and sat down. She let him ask about Morgan before shaking her head. "Not..exactly." She muttered. "My group's last move was to the school cafeteria, and Morgan, Jake, and Bree were all there. Oh, and your little friend Serena was there too." She stated with an eye roll. "I hate her, by the way, and I'm pretty sure she's scared of me now, as she fucking should be, but I do know that she for sure has feelings for Morgan. And I don't know how you feel about that, but..I was prepared to beat her ass if it came to that. And Morgan isn't exactly dumb or blind to the fact that she wants him, but I dunno, it kinda seems like he's leading her on since he's not putting an end to it. Which..before I go into the real reason why I'm here, I have to ask: do you have feelings for Kurt? Is that why you...you know?"

PUCK didn't really know how feel about Eva wanting to see him, it was a very different vibe then the one she was putting off toward him before. Maybe she was still dealing with the lockdown of it all and was just too tired to be mad right now. Either way, he figured he shouldn't ask questions and instead just roll with it. Getting comfortable as she gave him way more information than he was expecting, he put his arm around the back of the bench and when she mentioned Serena's name he couldn't help but look over in the direction of her house. While Jake has mentioned being with Eva, Morgan and Bree eventually, Puck hadn't asked a lot of questions so he wasn't sure about the timing of any of it. Not knowing what to respond to first he just looked at her for a second. No make up, hair was haphaardly put up, and she was wearing legging and comfortable looking shoes. Puck had never seen her like this, she looked soft and real and he just wanted to hug her. Instead he took in a breath and sat up. "Yeah, Jake mentioned y'all were together but I didn't know if you'd been together the whole time or not. Not really sure what to say to that but I mean I feel like I can't stop anybody from liking him, not really sure how I feel about it being Serena but I guess I'm not surprised. If he ain't stopping it then maybe he's into her too." Yeah, that didn't feel great to say but what could he do? They were broken up and again Puck was confused by Eva wanting to beat her ass or scare her, isn't she mad at him and done with all of it? Part of him just wanted to focus on why she was really here because he thought she just wanted to appease Santana by letting Puck see she was truly okay with his own two eyes. The other part of him, figured he owned her an answer to her question. "Nah, I didn't have feelings for him, I didn't really know him. Met him at that zodiac party and knew he was interested in me so I asked him out after I saw Morgan going on a date with Serena and when I came and saw you and you were going out on a date. It was dumb, I now that, but I just didn't wanna be the only one not seeing other people."

EVA should have expected Puck to just kinda go along with the Serena and Morgan thing, and it would have pissed her off if she wasn't already an emotional wreck. And for all she knew, Morgan was gonna handle that eventually, so she was trying to remember that it wasn't what was important right now. She only told Puck because unlike they'd done before, she was trying to keep all three of them on the same page. After all, she knew the implications of that not happening firsthand now, so it would be dumb to make the same mistake again. Listening to him answer her question, she nodded along, and she guessed it kinda made sense. "For the record, I wasn't going on a date like that. It was drinks with a friend." She stated, and then she exhaled a deep breath. "I never told you or Morgan this before, but I don't exactly do the feelings or relationship thing. I avoid it, honestly, so accepting how I felt about you two was hard. Really fucking hard, especially since I didn't know if the whole throuple thing was just sex for you two or if it was more than that. And I didn't even mean to tell Kurt, it just kinda...slipped, but then I was trying to work up the courage to tell you two while you guys were making a decision without me. A stupid decision that if you two had even told me about after you made it, I probably would've forced myself to come clean about the fact that I was ready to be all in, with both of you, and then none of the other shit would've happened." Shrugging, Eva could feel that same annoying feeling in the pit of her stomach, and if she could have stopped it, she would have. "That's why I was pissed about the date thing. I felt blindsided because both of you agreed to seeing other people but I didn't, and I didn't even find out until it was too late, and then I felt stupid for wanting to be with both of you when you clearly didn't feel the same way." She confessed as the tears started flowing a little too freely for her liking.

PUCK really just didn't know how to take any of this. Apparently he and Morgan decided to date other people with her, but he didn't know they were exclusive at any point. I mean, he thought they would be, that they were close to having another conversation about it, which is why he was thrown off by them going on dates. Although, apparently, Eva wasn't going on a date date even though she called it a date. And at the end of the day this entire situation is entirely his fault, he never should have said he was trying to be cool with the idea of Morgan and Eva dating other people. If he had just shut the fuck up for once in his life he wouldn't have hurt Eva or Morgan and they'd probably be fine. This was on him. It always had been, he just didn't want to see it. He shouldn't have said what he said to Morgan, he should have told them both how he felt. He should have told them he didn't want to date other people and he didn't want them to either. He should have communicated and because he didn't now they're broken and hurt and he can't blame anyone but himself. A sentiment he was about to share but then Eva was talking about and in the blink of an eye she was crying. Not that he didn't think she could cry, it just didn't seem like something she would do. Fuck, what am I suppose to do, what's the right thing to say? Do I hug her, do I say I'm sorry? It was definitely taking him too long to respond but he had already ruined everything once and he didn't trust himself not to ruin this. He was going to do or say the wrong thing. He always did and said the wrong thing. Fuck, fuck fuck! Do something, you idiot. He reached out a hand, but it didn't seem like a enough, she was going to think he didn't care. But a hug seemed... what if that was too much contact. For fuck sake, dude, say something! "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said what I said to Morgan, I should have made sure we were all on the same page. I should have told you both how I felt. I hate that I hurt you, hate that I made you feel like I didn't have legit feelings for you. I hate that I ruined what we could've had and more than anything I hate that I can't undo what I did so you never had to hurt." That was a lot more than he meant to say and he still felt so uneasy because it didn't feel like he did it right. What if he just made it worse? He wanted to hug her but he didn't want her to feel trapped or anything, so instead he reached his hand up to her face and wiped at the tears on his cheeks with his thumb.

EVA really hadn't planned to keep crying any time she opened up, but it was impossible at this point. It was as if her body and her emotions were in sync so there wasn't one without the other, not when she was talking to the object(s) of her desire or whatever, so she wasn't even fighting it. She managed to get out most of what she needed to say at least, so there was that. And while Morgan had immediately folded and hugged her once she started crying, she had half expected Puck not to. He'd interpreted her being hurt and asking for space as her saying she'd completely given up and didn't want him or Morgan anymore, so she was well aware that he wouldn't know how to proceed now. And maybe she wasn't expecting much of anything right now. Having to do this back to back was taking a toll on her already. Yet once Puck finally found something to say, she just sighed and nodded, deciding to let him get it all out while she attempted to reel her tears and shit back in. Not that it was working much, but she was attempting anyways. Once he finally finished, the hand attempting to dry her tears made her smile, even if it were just a small one. "I didn't say all of that to put all the blame on you." She stated, since this wasn't the first time she'd felt like he'd assumed it was all on him. "We all should've spoken up, so...we all played a part in this." She shrugged as she tried wiping her tears away now. "But uh..I should tell you what I told Morgan, which is that I only asked for time because I was scared. Scared that I'd come clean about how I felt, and you two would still decide that y'all wanted to fuck other people — it wasn't me giving up or whatever, I just don't handle rejection, or being hurt well, obviously."

PUCK had never been so grateful to see a smile in his life, no matter how small. It was an indicator that he hadn't fucked this up, that even if this wasn't going past today, past this conversation, at least she didn't hate him. Furrowing his eyebrows, he didn't want her to share the blame, she didn't need to do that but before he could protest she was talking again and what she said had him completely forgetting who was at fault for what. Eva? Scared? Rejected? God, he was a fucking asshole, he had been so in his own head the past month, he hadn't even considered that what he did would make her feel rejected. Hurt, sure, but he has felt rejected by her and Morgan for the last couple of weeks and the idea that he's part of the reason she feels like that now, fuck, does Morgan feel like that? This time he didn't have time to talk himself out of it, he just wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. It was a little awkward since they were sitting on a bench with their knees in the way. But he cradled the back of her head with one hand and rubbed his other hand on her back. "I'm so sorry. I've been in my own head and I fucked up." Like he always did when he got like that. "I never wanted to hurt you. Never." He said and he readjusted his head so her could place a soft kiss against her temple. He pulled away, just to her could look at her again, both of his hands cradling her face for a moment. "I know it don't help any but I found out pretty quick I didn't wanna be with anybody but you and Morgan after that date I went on."

EVA wouldn't have dared to ever feel rejected before, but that was yet another foreign emotion she now felt thanks to Morgan and Puck. Normally, she would've fucked right off the second things started getting serious, or if she were in a position to feel like someone else could take her spot, but both men had her catching feelings way too easily and too swiftly for her to have just cut them off cold turkey when shit hit the fan. And that was probably why she kept crying when she tried to open up about her feelings now. Letting Puck pull her in for a hug, she wrapped her arms around him tightly, needing to just enjoy being in his embrace for a bit, like she'd done with Morgan. Honestly, it was one of the things she'd missed about them both, just how good it felt being in their arms like this, just usually when she wasn't crying. And much like with the cowboy, it was Puck's turn to reassure that he knew he'd fucked up. Eva wanted to believe them, she truly did, but it was still going to take time. Letting him pull away to cup her face, she bit her lip at his confessions. "Morgan kinda said the same thing.." She admitted. "I want to believe you both, but...I don't know, maybe I need you both to prove it."

PUCK wanted nothing more than to be able to prove to her that he wanted her, but how could he do that right now when took him, what, three days to fuck somebody else during lockdown. The truth was, he didn't believe he deserved Eva or Morgan, but more than that he didn't think he deserved love at all, that meant his mom, his brother, Santana and even his daughter, all felt like people he didn't deserve and everyday he fought his nature to not fuck things up with them. Usually, he manage, but lately, after Gabe, like always, he was just mentally fucked and then the start of Halloween was always a mine field of if he was going to have a fucking episode because someone decided to scare him, and then the lockdown and he was alone too long. Even though there were people they weren't his people, his safety nets and by the time Santana appeared it was too late. Puck knew he wasn't okay, but he didn't know it was as bad as it is. God, he wished he could have just one last good day with her, one more day before he has to accept he can't be what she needs right now. But it was too late. "I want more than anything to be able to prove it to you. I need you to know that. But I don't know how when I don't think I deserve you or Morgan. I'm not- I don't think I'm good enough for either one of you." He looked her in the eyes, her beautiful brown eyes and he hoped she could see and feel his earnestness, his vulnerability. "I knew I was fucked up, but I don't think- I think I've been underestimating just how bad it's gotten. I wanna be with you and Morgan so fucking bad, baby, I swear on my child's life, but imma just keep fucking up because I don't think I deserve it and I don't wanna hurt y'all like that again." It took everything in him not to let the tears he could feel welling up, fall.

EVA didn't quite understand why Puck always seemed to resort to the worst in almost any given situation, but she was also starting to get used to it after their run in with Gabe, since it all made sense then. The man had belittled him and made it clear that he'd been treating his son like that for his entire life, and she was more than happy to try and shift his thinking, but as soon as he started explaining himself, she sighed. Maybe she should have saw this coming right now but she hadn't, and now she didn't fully know how to fix this. Not by herself, anyways. If Morgan had been here, he would've found a way to probably not say much but still say exactly what it took to at least make Puck smile. She was already deep in her own emotions so what could she really do to make this better? Wiping at her own eyes, Eva exhaled a small breath. "We're not perfect, Noah." She pointed out. "All of us have fucked up before, and there's no guarantee that we won't do it again. Doesn't mean you're not good enough for us, or vice versa. I told you when I asked for some time to think that you and Morgan needed to think about what you both wanted too, and you can both say you want this, but...he clearly likes Serena, and you're probably still going out with people too. If we aren't ready to just turn everyone else down, then how the hell can any of us say that we know without a doubt that we want this?"

PUCK knew she was right, none of them were perfect and honestly, he didn't think of them as perfect. Just as better than him. But he pretty much thought everyone was better than him, that was the issue. For a dude known for being full of himself, he really didn't like the person he was and never really got a chance to figure out how to appreciate himself genuinely. Damn, is that what it means to compensate for a shortcoming? Wait, Morgan had feelings for Serena? That was, that hurt, maybe that's why he wanted time and space. Maybe that's why he gave up so quick. There was something going on with Serena, and Puck would probably process that later at the worst possible time, but for now he just was too tired to be more than hurt. It seemed like Eva was right, there was unresolved shit with them all outside of each other that they needed to sort out. There was one thing she was wrong about though, Puck knew he wanted them, even through the hurt and the self loathing, he knew he wanted to be with them, that he wanted them to all be together and he didn't need time to figure that out or be confident in that. But he did need time, so instead of saying any of that, all he could do was nod in response to her question, eyes a little sad but he understood, finally he understood. Feeling like they were both exhausted and spent, he just took her hands in his and gave the back of her hands a little kiss before looking at her. "Thank you for coming here, for letting me see you, for telling me all that, for being honest. I'm really glad you weren't hurt in that earthquake or in the lockdown." He hugged her again and in his head, said what he just couldn't say to her in that moment; I missed you, baby.