I'm a High School Lover, You're My Favorite Flavor, R, one-shot
Title: I'm a High School Lover, You're My Favorite Flavor
Authors: of_hearts / une_fille
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/Santana, Puck/Rachel
Rating: R, for swearing & mentions of sexytimes
Word Count: 4,451
Spoilers: Up to 13, yo.
Disclaimer: We don't own Glee.
Summary: After all the shit they've been through, he realizes he probably wouldn't be the man he is today without her. Which is kinda fucked.
Warning: Puck says some truly HORRID SHIT in this. God knows we love him but dude needs a punch in the face, legit.
A/N: OKAY, SO. Basically this is an MSN conversation gone horribly awry. There are only three things you need to know before you read this fic:
01. The hiatus has legit melted our brains.
02. There is nothing about Noah Puckerman that we do not find interesting and worthy of hours of discussion.
03. WE LOVE JESSE. (This has nothing to do with the fic, we just felt like sharing. Jesse: we knew we loved you before we met you. We think we dreamed you into life. /Savage Garden)
Listen dude, me and South of the Border don’t ride like that
Authors: of_hearts / une_fille
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/Santana, Puck/Rachel
Rating: R, for swearing & mentions of sexytimes
Word Count: 4,451
Spoilers: Up to 13, yo.
Disclaimer: We don't own Glee.
Summary: After all the shit they've been through, he realizes he probably wouldn't be the man he is today without her. Which is kinda fucked.
Warning: Puck says some truly HORRID SHIT in this. God knows we love him but dude needs a punch in the face, legit.
A/N: OKAY, SO. Basically this is an MSN conversation gone horribly awry. There are only three things you need to know before you read this fic:
01. The hiatus has legit melted our brains.
02. There is nothing about Noah Puckerman that we do not find interesting and worthy of hours of discussion.
03. WE LOVE JESSE. (This has nothing to do with the fic, we just felt like sharing. Jesse: we knew we loved you before we met you. We think we dreamed you into life. /Savage Garden)
Listen dude, me and South of the Border don’t ride like that