#para puck

[roses-for-marley-blog]

Heffalumps and Woozles || Puckerose

Marley: paced around her room for at least ten minutes after she finished texting Puck. She really wanted to get whatever funkiness that was between them sorted out, but she was also extremely afraid of the outcome. Ever since his text the other night, and her subsequent misunderstanding of it, things had been a bit awkward, to say the least. She had thought he was confessing his love, when he clearly was just trying to get in her pants. And now she was panicking, and she was pretty sure he was panicking, and it was just one giant mess. Sighing, she grabbed a bowl of banana pudding (a peace offering of sorts) and started to make her way down the hall. Was this the beginning of the end for them? The thought already had her eyes misting up. But she was determined to not let him see her cry. Not this time, at least. Reaching his door, she took one last deep breath before finally knocking.

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A Little Give || Puckerose

Marley: for some reason, was even more nervous than usual tonight to spend any time with Puck. Sure, they had stayed the night together last night, and had even got lunch together today, but she knew that by her going over to his place tonight, they were reaching some sort of crossroads. And after seeing the flirting on the dash with Rachel, Marley was determined to show that she wasn't completely against... well, /things/, even if she still wasn't sure how to feel about it. After all, she cared for Puck quite a bit and didn't want to completely lose him. He had been extremely patient with her, and had barely touched her, even though it clearly pained him not to. Last night, they had cuddled and watched another Harry Potter movie, with her falling asleep on his chest, dressed in sweatpants and the football shirt he had requested. There had been some kissing, but other than that, nothing. Tonight, she had the same t-shirt and some shorts, that barely covered anything, on. Feeling slightly self-conscious, she scurried down the hall and knocked on his door. Good thing this shirt covered at least partially down her legs. He was so tall! Hoping he opened quickly, Marley glanced around nervously. She hadn't exactly told him she was coming...

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Cookies and Kisses || Puckerose

Marley: walked down the hallway slowly, trying to give Puck the time he needed before she showed up at his door. In her hands was a giant plate piled high with Puck's favorite cookies, Peanut Butter. It had been her day off, after all, and she wanted to do something nice for him, so why not bake? Sure, they had grabbed coffee and spent a little bit of time together earlier, but she wanted to show him how much it meant to her that he was being patient with her. She knew he was getting at least a little frustrated by her lack of... physical affection towards him. He was Puck, after all. And Marley was the complete opposite of what he usually went for. It was only fair for her to at least try to show him in other ways how much she cared. Once she reached the door, she knocked softly and waited, butterflies swarming in her stomach. Well, /that/ was new. Well, new-er, at least. The butterflies had been pretty consistently increasing ever since he kissed her that first night. Maybe that was a sign?