A Collection of Glee Oneshots 5

Gym (Brittana/Puck)

Santana hated the gym. The sweat, the men grunting, the smell of rubber mats and old equipment. She didn't prefer that kind of environment for a workout.

But Finn was sick and Puck had asked Santana to tag along, so she did, already thinking about how she would make him repay her.

"I'll meet you here in a minute." Puck said before entering the men's locker room.

Santana nodded and entered the women's locker room. She put her things in a locker, locking it before fixing her clothes and putting her long hair into a ponytail.

Santana eyed herself in the mirror before exiting the locker room. Immediately she noticed a beautiful blue-eyed blonde girl, laughing as she jogged on one of the treadmills as her ponytail swayed back and forth.

"Ready?"

Santana turned and looked at Puck, whom she had forgotten all about. "Yeah, what's first?"

"I'm gonna lift some weights." Puck told Santana.

Santana nodded and followed Puck to the bicep curl machine. She watched as he put the weights on it and began working out.

While Puck was working out, Santana looked back at the blonde girl. Her heart skipped a beat when she met her eyes, and she quickly looked away.

"You wanna go?" Puck asked as he got up.

"Okay." Santana said, taking Puck's place on the machine. She listened to Puck's instructions, placing her arms properly and grabbing the bars as she braced herself.

"I can take some weight off, if you want." Puck offered before Santana started.

Santana nodded, and Puck took a plate off of it.

"Try that."

Santana curled her arms up, feeling the burn in her biceps until she had reached ten reps. She got up, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear as Puck took over on the machine again.

"I'm gonna go get some water." Santana informed Puck before walking away. She went back to the locker room and took a deep breath. Santana eyed herself in the mirror, silently telling herself to get it together and focus on the workout.

Santana splashed water on her face, patting it in before returning to Puck, who was now by the free weights.

"Grab, like, a seven or something." Puck suggested.

Santana nodded and walked over to the dumbbells, picking up a seven-pound weight. She returned to Puck and began doing hammer curls.

Santana's eyes wandered back to the blonde, who had stepped off the treadmill and was drinking her water.

"Santana." Puck said, setting his weights down. He followed Santana's gaze and smirked. "Oh."

"Oh what?" Santana asked, lowering her dumbbells.

"You're distracted." Puck commented. "Why don't you go say hi?"

"I don't wanna bother her when she's working out." Santana shook her head.

"Come on, I'll introduce you." Puck offered.

Santana furrowed her eyebrows. "You know her?"

"We see her here all the time." Puck nodded. "She did legs with me and Finn the other day."

"Really?" Santana asked.

"That's Brittany." Puck informed Santana.

"Brittany." Santana echoed, nodding slowly.

"Come on." Puck repeated as he began to walk towards Brittany.

"Puck." Santana hissed. "Wait, stop."

Puck looked back at Santana with a grin as he continued walking.

Santana trailed after him.

"Hey, Brittany." Puck said when they reached the blonde.

"Hey, Puck." Brittany smiled as she looked at Santana. "Is this your girlfriend?"

"No." Puck shook his head. "I mean, we used to date, but no. She's a lesbian now."

Santana rolled her eyes.

"Brittany, this is my friend, Santana." Puck continued. "She's single and she likes girls."

Santana could feel her cheeks turning red, which never happened to her before. She wasn't sure why she was so flustered. She never got flustered.

"Cool." Brittany nodded. "It's nice to meet you, Santana."

Santana smiled.

"Wanna workout with me?" Brittany asked.

"Oh, I... I, um..." Santana spluttered.

"She'd love to." Puck answered, gently nudging Santana and giving her a look. "I'm gonna go do my workout. I'll leave you girls to it."

Puck winked at Santana before walking away.

Santana was hyperaware of herself the second Puck left her side. Brittany was looking at her, waiting for her to say something.

"So." Santana muttered. "What's first?"

Brittany smiled. "Well, the treadmill was my warmup, and I really like to do some core stuff after that. Is that okay with you?"

Santana nodded, trying to ignore the sound of her heartbeat in her ears.

Get it together, Lopez. Work out, be hot and confident. Don't look like an idiot.

"Puck said you come here a lot?" Santana blurted as she followed Brittany through the gym.

"Yeah, I try to come here every day." Brittany confirmed. "I was a cheerleader in high school and I'm a dancer, so I really like to move. It feels like playtime."

"It does." Santana agreed, smiling at Brittany's innocence. "I was a cheerleader, too, and I love to dance."

"Really?" Brittany asked. "That's really cool."

"Yeah." Santana said.

The pair worked out together for a few minutes, Brittany showing Santana a few of her routines. Santana was focused, mostly on the blonde and not the exercises, but she was enjoying herself.

Maybe she didn't hate the gym after all.

"You should come work out with me again." Brittany stated when they stopped.

"I usually don't come here." Santana confessed as Brittany sipped her water. "I like to work out by myself."

Brittany tilted her head, her gaze soft and understanding. "Well, if you decide to come back, I'll be your workout partner."

Santana's stomach did a nervous flip, but she pushed it aside.

"Okay, yeah. I could use a partner."

Brittany's eyes lit up, her grin widening as if Santana had just agreed to the best thing in the world. "Awesome! Why don't you put your number in my phone?"

"Sure." Santana replied, accepting Brittany's phone and typing her number into it. She looked it over before handing it back to Brittany. "Here."

"Sweet." Brittany nodded, taking the phone and pocketing it. "Oh, by the way, I also like girls."