30 Days of Puckurt Drabble: Day 28
It's day twenty-eight of our June 30 Days of Puckurt drabble fest! Only three days remaining-*sniff*
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One week after this drabble. The song Puck sings is Fake Empire, with two lyric changes ('diamond' to 'ruby,' and 'gay' to 'new,' both in the second verse). When Kurt starts to sing at the end, here is what he's singing. (I would click on it at the end, tho, pls!)
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Kurt dresses carefully. Oh, he always does, but he's spent too many of his thoughts over the last week on this day, on what it means, not to pay especial attention to what he chooses to wear.
Grey. Lavender. A little bit of brown. The perfect shoes. A scarf. Undershirt, shirt, cardigan: insulation from the world, a little last bit of armor to be peeled off.
By the time he walks downstairs, he's jumpy. He knows he's jumpy. He can't seem to control it. There's no other way (No day but today! his mind continues) but forward, no chance of being passed over in favor of others going first ( ... )
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Right? <3
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“No dude, I sleep on the left side. Like, always have.”
“As have I!”
“Don’t stomp your little foot at me, babe.”
“Well you suggested that there was a time when I slept on the right side.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s fine.”
“I guess I can sleep on the right…”
“No, I can sleep on the right side.”
“Yeah, but, I can take the right side. Then you can have the left.”
“No, I said I can do that for you!”
“I said it first!”
“I don’t care that you said it first! I’ll take the right side so that you can get the left like you always have had.”
“You just stomped your foot again!”
“Shut it, Noah. Just get in the left side of the bed.”
"You're being fucking fussy."
"I'm the one being fussy?"
"S'what I said."
"Just get in."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"G'night, babe. Love you."
"Goodnight, Noah. Love you too."
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They're so cute! :D
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Puck leans down and kisses Kurt slowly, taking his time to map every single ridge of Kurt’s mouth with his tongue.
“Never,” he replies as they part. “I’m yours, Kurt.”
Kurt rests his head on Puck’s shoulder, content.
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I love your Santana-voice.
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Also, I don't want this series to end!
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