[Fic] Glee - Bittersweet Harmony [5/?] - Puck/Rachel
Title: Bittersweet Harmony
Fandom: Glee
Summary:Rachel's life comes crashing down around her. Who's going to be there to help? Puckleberry.
Author's Note:Started out as a prompt given at glee_angst_meme and then I realized this story was going to turn out longer than I wanted. So, it's going to be posted in parts. Here's the fifth!
Previous Parts: [1] [2] [3] [4]
Rachel's, along with Puck and Kurt's, days fell in a routine. They would go to school. Puck would help Rachel around. They would go to Glee. Then they'd all get in Kurt's car and go to the hospital for Rachel's treatment.
Kurt and Rachel had turned out to be great friends. They were able to talk about everything musical theater, and Puck just smiled at the pair. Glad that there was someone else there that could help him watch over Rachel.
Puck had started to get worried about it. Either the treatments, as it had been 3 weeks now, weren't effecting her yet the way that Dr. Harris had said, or Rachel was really as good as an actress as she said she was. She didn't show that she was exhausted, she didn't show that she wasn't sleeping, but that could be from the makeup. Luckily though, she hadn't lost any of her hair. Yet.
"All right, Rachel. Time to go," Dr. Harris' voice broke through Puck's voice and he smiled at the red headed doctor.
"Thanks doc," Puck whispered as he helped Kurt grab her things and they made their way back out to Kurt's car.
Puck put her in the backseat, buckling her up and she was instantly asleep. Puck smiled softly and closed the door, climbing into the passenger seat as Kurt got into the car as well.
The car ride was silent for a while until there was a long sigh from Kurt. Puck looked over at him in the passenger seat.
"What?"
"Nothing," Kurt replied, shaking his head.
"Dude, there's obviously something. No one sighs like that about nothing," Puck raised his eyebrow slightly and Kurt gave him a small smirk.
"How long?" Kurt asked, keeping his eyes on the road, not one looking over to the passenger seat.
"How long what?"
Kurt nudged his head towards the girl in the back seat.
"Hummel, what are you saying?"
"How long have you been in love with her?"
Fandom: Glee
Summary:Rachel's life comes crashing down around her. Who's going to be there to help? Puckleberry.
Author's Note:Started out as a prompt given at glee_angst_meme and then I realized this story was going to turn out longer than I wanted. So, it's going to be posted in parts. Here's the fifth!
Previous Parts: [1] [2] [3] [4]
Rachel's, along with Puck and Kurt's, days fell in a routine. They would go to school. Puck would help Rachel around. They would go to Glee. Then they'd all get in Kurt's car and go to the hospital for Rachel's treatment.
Kurt and Rachel had turned out to be great friends. They were able to talk about everything musical theater, and Puck just smiled at the pair. Glad that there was someone else there that could help him watch over Rachel.
Puck had started to get worried about it. Either the treatments, as it had been 3 weeks now, weren't effecting her yet the way that Dr. Harris had said, or Rachel was really as good as an actress as she said she was. She didn't show that she was exhausted, she didn't show that she wasn't sleeping, but that could be from the makeup. Luckily though, she hadn't lost any of her hair. Yet.
"All right, Rachel. Time to go," Dr. Harris' voice broke through Puck's voice and he smiled at the red headed doctor.
"Thanks doc," Puck whispered as he helped Kurt grab her things and they made their way back out to Kurt's car.
Puck put her in the backseat, buckling her up and she was instantly asleep. Puck smiled softly and closed the door, climbing into the passenger seat as Kurt got into the car as well.
The car ride was silent for a while until there was a long sigh from Kurt. Puck looked over at him in the passenger seat.
"What?"
"Nothing," Kurt replied, shaking his head.
"Dude, there's obviously something. No one sighs like that about nothing," Puck raised his eyebrow slightly and Kurt gave him a small smirk.
"How long?" Kurt asked, keeping his eyes on the road, not one looking over to the passenger seat.
"How long what?"
Kurt nudged his head towards the girl in the back seat.
"Hummel, what are you saying?"
"How long have you been in love with her?"