Two short fills.
anonymous
November 17 2010, 15:15:52 UTC
Noah was on his knees in front of Kurt, his large hands spread wide around Kurt's sides.
"A boy," he repeated, his voice filled with wonder. "Our baby boy."
Kurt's smile was filled with joy, "A little Puckzilla of our own." He reached down and held on to Noah's hand tightly, wedding ring cold to the touch.
Noah leaned in and nuzzled Kurt's firm stomach and exhaled. "We're a family now. You, me and our little boy."
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Puck stuck two fingers inside his collar and pulled it away, trying to loosen up a bit. He flushed slightly at Hummel's gaze and cursed mentally, not believing he was nervous.
"So, jewish," Kurt began. "My limited knowledge is based off 'Fiddler on the Roof' and I'm pretty sure mopping isn't as prevalent in the religion as I was led to believe," he smiled.
Puck returned the smile and in that moment he knew that this was it. His shoulders loosened slightly and he breathed a little easier. "True, but it's a good thing I milked the cow before picking you up tonight."
If later that night, while they sat on the hood of his car staring at the stars, he started humming "Miracle of Miracles," no one could blame him. God had brought him Kurt Hummel.
"A boy," he repeated, his voice filled with wonder. "Our baby boy."
Kurt's smile was filled with joy, "A little Puckzilla of our own." He reached down and held on to Noah's hand tightly, wedding ring cold to the touch.
Noah leaned in and nuzzled Kurt's firm stomach and exhaled. "We're a family now. You, me and our little boy."
----
Puck stuck two fingers inside his collar and pulled it away, trying to loosen up a bit. He flushed slightly at Hummel's gaze and cursed mentally, not believing he was nervous.
"So, jewish," Kurt began. "My limited knowledge is based off 'Fiddler on the Roof' and I'm pretty sure mopping isn't as prevalent in the religion as I was led to believe," he smiled.
Puck returned the smile and in that moment he knew that this was it. His shoulders loosened slightly and he breathed a little easier. "True, but it's a good thing I milked the cow before picking you up tonight."
If later that night, while they sat on the hood of his car staring at the stars, he started humming "Miracle of Miracles," no one could blame him. God had brought him Kurt Hummel.
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