Barring a bloody lip and a few bruises, Kurt was doing okay, for a guy taken hostage and tied to a chair. He just couldn't stand how sweaty and grimy his clothes were. Stupid thugs. They had no class
( ... )
31 What-ifs, day 5: A listening ear, PG-13pentheaJanuary 5 2012, 19:35:46 UTC
"What happened, Hummel, someone piss in your purse again?"
"That was you, Noah. Thanks for reminding me what a perfect gentleman you've always been."
"What - I didn't. But I guess I could've. Sorry. I was kind of an asshole."
"You really were."
Kurt starts giving him the ice queen glare, but his heart must not be in it, because when Puck counters with puppy dog eyes, he folds immediately.
"Relax, Noah. I forgave you a long time ago, you're not the reason I'm upset, and I promise to snap out of it in time to deliver an adequate performance."
"Wanna tell me about it?"
Kurt looks like him like he's a little kid who won't shut up, or maybe a dog. Something really annoying and still kind of cute. Puck doesn't mind that look as much as he probably should.
"It's Blaine." He stares at his crossed knees.
"Jealous, or just pissed that he's not gay after all?"
Re: 31 What-ifs, day 5: A listening ear, PG-13greenglowsgoldJanuary 6 2012, 04:20:17 UTC
Well, canon side-steps around a lot of potential angst, so stepping in the other direction means you find it all again, I guess. Whatever the cause, I love how this one turned out!
First Kiss (AU/PG-13) (31 Firsts)lumenbabyJanuary 5 2012, 19:42:41 UTC
Continuation of First Name.
It was just my luck that we'd be paired up as partners.
Puck had been a major ass hat to me for the past summer, tossing me into dumpsters and throwing slushies in my face when I least expected it. And he alway had that stupid smirk on his face before he'd wink and saunter off to find Finn or Santana.
And now we're English partners, paired up to do an assignment on Shakespeare' Romeo and Juliet. We're sitting in sitting on the couch in my bedroom, books and papers spread around us as I scratch words into the paper with a dying pen.
"So, like, this Shakespeare dude was a real smooth talker, yeah?"
"I'd really prefer it if we kept all contact to a minimum," I say, glancing up at him. "But, yes, he was a 'smooth talker'."
He is silent for a moment. "Do you think Quinn likes his stuff, or whatever?"
I drop my pen. "You like Quinn? As in, Finn Huson's girlfriend, Quinn Fabray
( ... )
Catch up! This is for yesterday, and is Broken Hearts. Broken Fingers will come in a reply to this comment.
Puck’s seen a lot of breakups over his years, but he doesn’t think he’s ever seen one quite as bad as the one between Kurt and Blaine.
First off, it happened at school. It was right in the middle of Glee rehearsal when Blaine bumped into Kurt and mumbled something about watching where he was stepping, which led to Kurt stopping completely and turning to shout at Blaine that it wasn’t his fault that Blaine was too clumsy to walk in a straight line. That lead to more shouting, Blaine’s eyebrows rising further and further up his forehead, and Kurt actually crying when Blaine stormed out of the Choir Room.
No one really knew what the fight was about, anyway. It started with Blaine bumping into Kurt, but Puck was sure he heard his name thrown around their crazy shouting, and that made no sense at all. What the hell did he have to do with Blaine running into Kurt? He had been on the opposite side of the room
( ... )
Puck was over at the Hudson-Hummel house helping out the family rearrange their living room. They had gotten new furniture to put in, and Finn had begged Puck to come help seeing as that Finn couldn’t do much with his stupid, over exaggerated stubbed toe, so now here he was, lifting couches and taking directions from an unenthusiastic Kurt as to where he wanted everything.
“No no, that’s not right. It’s too close to the wall, no one will be able to get around it.”
Puck just stared, about to point out to Kurt that there was plenty of room to walk in front of the couch, but stopped himself. If Kurt wanted the couch elsewhere, he would just move it elsewhere. That was easier said than done, however, when he bent down to pull the couch away from the wall and lost his grip, the heavy foot of the couch falling down hard on where his vulnerable finger was resting.
“FUCK!”
*
Four hours later, Puck had a stupid X-Ray done and had a stupid finger cast on his stupid, broken finger. Nurse Becka wasn’t any help either,
( ... )
“How awesome was that movie?” Puck was practically bouncing in his seat as Kurt drove him home. It had been his turn to choose their date night movie and he’d chosen the newest spy movie that had just come out the week before. “That twist was so cool. I could go see it again right now.”
“You already know the ending,” Kurt pointed out.
“So I can feel smart when I figure it out before everyone else,” Puck grinned. “Come on, admit it, the movie was awesome and that twist killed.”
“Noah,” Kurt sighed, “when you figure out in the first fifteen minutes that the hero is really the villain, the twist is just boring.”
Puck crossed his arms in a pout. “Show off,” he muttered.
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"That was you, Noah. Thanks for reminding me what a perfect gentleman you've always been."
"What - I didn't. But I guess I could've. Sorry. I was kind of an asshole."
"You really were."
Kurt starts giving him the ice queen glare, but his heart must not be in it, because when Puck counters with puppy dog eyes, he folds immediately.
"Relax, Noah. I forgave you a long time ago, you're not the reason I'm upset, and I promise to snap out of it in time to deliver an adequate performance."
"Wanna tell me about it?"
Kurt looks like him like he's a little kid who won't shut up, or maybe a dog. Something really annoying and still kind of cute. Puck doesn't mind that look as much as he probably should.
"It's Blaine." He stares at his crossed knees.
"Jealous, or just pissed that he's not gay after all?"
"Oh, no, of course not, he's bisexual now ( ... )
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It was just my luck that we'd be paired up as partners.
Puck had been a major ass hat to me for the past summer, tossing me into dumpsters and throwing slushies in my face when I least expected it. And he alway had that stupid smirk on his face before he'd wink and saunter off to find Finn or Santana.
And now we're English partners, paired up to do an assignment on Shakespeare' Romeo and Juliet. We're sitting in sitting on the couch in my bedroom, books and papers spread around us as I scratch words into the paper with a dying pen.
"So, like, this Shakespeare dude was a real smooth talker, yeah?"
"I'd really prefer it if we kept all contact to a minimum," I say, glancing up at him. "But, yes, he was a 'smooth talker'."
He is silent for a moment. "Do you think Quinn likes his stuff, or whatever?"
I drop my pen. "You like Quinn? As in, Finn Huson's girlfriend, Quinn Fabray ( ... )
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Puck’s seen a lot of breakups over his years, but he doesn’t think he’s ever seen one quite as bad as the one between Kurt and Blaine.
First off, it happened at school. It was right in the middle of Glee rehearsal when Blaine bumped into Kurt and mumbled something about watching where he was stepping, which led to Kurt stopping completely and turning to shout at Blaine that it wasn’t his fault that Blaine was too clumsy to walk in a straight line. That lead to more shouting, Blaine’s eyebrows rising further and further up his forehead, and Kurt actually crying when Blaine stormed out of the Choir Room.
No one really knew what the fight was about, anyway. It started with Blaine bumping into Kurt, but Puck was sure he heard his name thrown around their crazy shouting, and that made no sense at all. What the hell did he have to do with Blaine running into Kurt? He had been on the opposite side of the room ( ... )
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Puck was over at the Hudson-Hummel house helping out the family rearrange their living room. They had gotten new furniture to put in, and Finn had begged Puck to come help seeing as that Finn couldn’t do much with his stupid, over exaggerated stubbed toe, so now here he was, lifting couches and taking directions from an unenthusiastic Kurt as to where he wanted everything.
“No no, that’s not right. It’s too close to the wall, no one will be able to get around it.”
Puck just stared, about to point out to Kurt that there was plenty of room to walk in front of the couch, but stopped himself. If Kurt wanted the couch elsewhere, he would just move it elsewhere. That was easier said than done, however, when he bent down to pull the couch away from the wall and lost his grip, the heavy foot of the couch falling down hard on where his vulnerable finger was resting.
“FUCK!”
*
Four hours later, Puck had a stupid X-Ray done and had a stupid finger cast on his stupid, broken finger. Nurse Becka wasn’t any help either, ( ... )
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“You already know the ending,” Kurt pointed out.
“So I can feel smart when I figure it out before everyone else,” Puck grinned. “Come on, admit it, the movie was awesome and that twist killed.”
“Noah,” Kurt sighed, “when you figure out in the first fifteen minutes that the hero is really the villain, the twist is just boring.”
Puck crossed his arms in a pout. “Show off,” he muttered.
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Lol! I love excited about stuff Puck. He's such a dork in disguise.
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