30 Photographs - Betrayal, PG-13hey_doey_doeyJune 11 2011, 13:39:06 UTC
This is in the same ‘verse as Kurt and Noah, August 1998 and Kurt and Noah, August 2018. :)
When Puck gets to school, there are way too many people staring at him. He barely has time to try an intimidate an answer out of the chess club nerd gaping at him before Jacob Ben-Israel shoves a mic in his face.
“Noah Puckerman, would you like to take this time to deny the rumours that you now play for the other team?” Jacob asks, and Puck just blinks stupidly at him. “Before you answer, you might be interested to know that an anonymous source posted a scandalous and very NSFW photo of you on your knees performing oral sex on another male.”
It’s like he’s been sucker-punched in the gut. There’s only one fucking person in the world who has that picture. He pushes past Jewfro, intent on finding the douchebag who was his boyfriend until thirty seconds ago.
It’s not difficult. Dave strides toward him, flanked by Azimio and a bunch of other goons in letter jackets. They’re all carrying slushies, and he knows what’s going to happen.
“Well, look who it is.” Dave smirks, “It’s Puckerman the cocksucker.”
“You would know.” Puck snarls.
Karofsky snorts, “You wish.”
Before any of the football team can try to put two-and-two together, Karofksy hits him in the face with a grape slushy, and the rest of the guys follow suit until he’s shivering under a layer of grape, cherry, blue-raspberry and the disgusting green watermelon flavor nobody likes.
Everybody watches as he sloshes his way towards the bathroom. He’s about to go into the boys’ before somebody grabs his elbow and steers him into the girls’.
“The hockey team was waiting to jump you in there.” Kurt says, handing Puck a paper towel and a bag with a change of clothes. He wipes the slushy off of his face first. “Were you really dating Karofsky?”
“Yeah. It’s a long story.” Puck sighs and nods towards the handicapped stall as the bell rings. “I’m gunna change.”
“I have to go to English.”
“Okay.”
“If you ever want to talk...I’m here.” Kurt offers and it sounds like he means it.
“Thanks,” Puck says softly. Kurt nods before turning on the heel of his combat boots and walking out of the girls’ bathroom.
Re: 30 Photographs - Betrayal, PG-13leziJune 11 2011, 14:35:30 UTC
AWWW. I really hate hating Karofsky, but it's so hard not to when he did what he did in this fic.
I love how Kurt offered help and support, and I hope Dave gets his. Kurt's cunning mind plus Puck's badassness could only equal one seriously deadly prankster team.
When Puck gets to school, there are way too many people staring at him. He barely has time to try an intimidate an answer out of the chess club nerd gaping at him before Jacob Ben-Israel shoves a mic in his face.
“Noah Puckerman, would you like to take this time to deny the rumours that you now play for the other team?” Jacob asks, and Puck just blinks stupidly at him. “Before you answer, you might be interested to know that an anonymous source posted a scandalous and very NSFW photo of you on your knees performing oral sex on another male.”
It’s like he’s been sucker-punched in the gut. There’s only one fucking person in the world who has that picture. He pushes past Jewfro, intent on finding the douchebag who was his boyfriend until thirty seconds ago.
It’s not difficult. Dave strides toward him, flanked by Azimio and a bunch of other goons in letter jackets. They’re all carrying slushies, and he knows what’s going to happen.
“Well, look who it is.” Dave smirks, “It’s Puckerman the cocksucker.”
“You would know.” Puck snarls.
Karofsky snorts, “You wish.”
Before any of the football team can try to put two-and-two together, Karofksy hits him in the face with a grape slushy, and the rest of the guys follow suit until he’s shivering under a layer of grape, cherry, blue-raspberry and the disgusting green watermelon flavor nobody likes.
Everybody watches as he sloshes his way towards the bathroom. He’s about to go into the boys’ before somebody grabs his elbow and steers him into the girls’.
“The hockey team was waiting to jump you in there.” Kurt says, handing Puck a paper towel and a bag with a change of clothes. He wipes the slushy off of his face first. “Were you really dating Karofsky?”
“Yeah. It’s a long story.” Puck sighs and nods towards the handicapped stall as the bell rings. “I’m gunna change.”
“I have to go to English.”
“Okay.”
“If you ever want to talk...I’m here.” Kurt offers and it sounds like he means it.
“Thanks,” Puck says softly. Kurt nods before turning on the heel of his combat boots and walking out of the girls’ bathroom.
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I love how Kurt offered help and support, and I hope Dave gets his. Kurt's cunning mind plus Puck's badassness could only equal one seriously deadly prankster team.
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I love this. Kurt is gonna kick some serious ass y/y?
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I choose to take the hopefully feeling away from this moreso than the sad feeling.
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