"Magical Shrinking Closets" by ficwritersanon (PG-13)
Main Characters or Pairings: Puck, Finn/Puck
Length: ~1,600 words
Author on LJ/Author Website: ficwritersanon
Why this must be read:
In which there's a party at Rachel's with truth or dare, Finn is completely unfair and makes Puck try to get even drunker, and there might or might not have been a crush on Artie going on in the past. Mix together some angst, revelations, a closet that can't keep its size straight and a pinch of crack, then shake, don't stir.
He always figured Finn would be too freaked out to even talk to him again, let alone about this. "We're not chicks. We don't talk about stuff. Can't this be one of those things we pretend never happened, and it sits awkwardly between us until we can't look each other in the eye ever again?" He tries to look away to prove that they don't really need to meet each other's eyes to talk, but it turns out he's been staring at a framed print of kittens for the last five minutes. Which proves his point, really.
"No way. We have to talk, Puck. Is it true? Is it?
"Fuck you, okay?" Puck tries to storm out, but he still has no idea where he's going and he ends up in the closet, and then Finn's in there with him and it's hot and cramped and dark and something's poking him in the ass and he shouldn't be this turned on.
"Since you just ran into a closet to get away from me I'm pretty sure it's true.["]
Magical Shrinking Closets
Length: ~1,600 words
Author on LJ/Author Website: ficwritersanon
Why this must be read:
In which there's a party at Rachel's with truth or dare, Finn is completely unfair and makes Puck try to get even drunker, and there might or might not have been a crush on Artie going on in the past. Mix together some angst, revelations, a closet that can't keep its size straight and a pinch of crack, then shake, don't stir.
He always figured Finn would be too freaked out to even talk to him again, let alone about this. "We're not chicks. We don't talk about stuff. Can't this be one of those things we pretend never happened, and it sits awkwardly between us until we can't look each other in the eye ever again?" He tries to look away to prove that they don't really need to meet each other's eyes to talk, but it turns out he's been staring at a framed print of kittens for the last five minutes. Which proves his point, really.
"No way. We have to talk, Puck. Is it true? Is it?
"Fuck you, okay?" Puck tries to storm out, but he still has no idea where he's going and he ends up in the closet, and then Finn's in there with him and it's hot and cramped and dark and something's poking him in the ass and he shouldn't be this turned on.
"Since you just ran into a closet to get away from me I'm pretty sure it's true.["]
Magical Shrinking Closets