Dear Diary
Title: Dear Diary
Pairing,Character(s): Kurt/Puck,
Rating: PG
Spoilers: There are none
Summary: Originally written for the Gleeverse Dear Diary challenge.
A/N: I wanted to post this earlier, but kept forgetting...
Dear Journal,
I did it again. I hurt him when I didn’t mean to. I called him one thing when I wanted to call him the exact opposite. I hate having to play this stupid game of social high school. I would rather tell him I love him then tell him I hate him, but because we’re on two different social levels, I have to treat him like dirt. I have to keep up appearances. I’m a football player, the top tough guy. My reputation would be ruined if I even told him something nice outside of glee. I can’t even tell him he did a good job when he kicked the winning point. I wanted to, I wanted to tell him he was amazing, but I couldn’t. So, I’ll go around throwing him in dumpsters and calling his names, and one day, maybe I’ll get to be the one helping him out of dumpsters, or telling him how great he is. One day, I’ll be able to tell him I love him, but until then, I’ll just put on an act to wow the judges, and win me social points, that I can one day extend to him.
-Puck-
Pairing,Character(s): Kurt/Puck,
Rating: PG
Spoilers: There are none
Summary: Originally written for the Gleeverse Dear Diary challenge.
A/N: I wanted to post this earlier, but kept forgetting...
Dear Journal,
I did it again. I hurt him when I didn’t mean to. I called him one thing when I wanted to call him the exact opposite. I hate having to play this stupid game of social high school. I would rather tell him I love him then tell him I hate him, but because we’re on two different social levels, I have to treat him like dirt. I have to keep up appearances. I’m a football player, the top tough guy. My reputation would be ruined if I even told him something nice outside of glee. I can’t even tell him he did a good job when he kicked the winning point. I wanted to, I wanted to tell him he was amazing, but I couldn’t. So, I’ll go around throwing him in dumpsters and calling his names, and one day, maybe I’ll get to be the one helping him out of dumpsters, or telling him how great he is. One day, I’ll be able to tell him I love him, but until then, I’ll just put on an act to wow the judges, and win me social points, that I can one day extend to him.
-Puck-