[Fill] Surprise 5/? PG-13pterawatersJune 12 2011, 23:40:47 UTC
“You can touch her, though,” the nurse added, “if you want. Be gentle and I’m sure she’ll appreciate the contact.”
Checking with Puck first, who nodded, Kurt reached into the incubator and brushed the soft, dark hair on the baby’s head. Bowled over by the power of the feeling, Kurt began to cry, wiping the tears away on the sleeve of his smock as he continued petting his daughter’s hair. **88**
They named her Eve, since it was the only name they could agree on, and she was still in the hospital when Puck had to go back to school. As he hobbled up to his locker, wincing every time a staple pulled a little wrong, Sam came up and clapped him on the back.
“Hey, Puckerman! How’s that appendix? Gonna keep you from playing for awhile longer?”
“I’m out for the season,” Puck replied, still stinging over the doctor’s announcement as Puck was getting ready to leave the hospital. “No contact sports for six months.”
“Man, that sucks!” Sam sighed, leaning against the locker next to his. “Of all the times to have your appendix go wonky! If we make it to playoffs there’s bound to be a scouting agent or two at the games. I know that’s the only way I’m going to be able to pay for college next year.”
“Probably not going,” Puck shrugged, looking at the wall clock over his shoulder and working out that he still had seven hours before he could go see his kid. Ruth had said he could count on her for cash until he graduated, but then he had to get a full time job to support his kid. He hadn’t really asked Kurt what his plans were for after this year. Mostly they just sat in the NICU silently, staring at the life they’d accidentally made together. He was probably going to college with that boyfriend of his, wasn’t he?
First period Puck had English, which he normally slept through. Today he spent the whole hour staring at the back of Kurt’s head. Why would Puck sleep with him? Why would they do it like that? Puck had thought he was done doing stupid stuff on dares. Why would Kurt even dare him…? **88**
Checking with Puck first, who nodded, Kurt reached into the incubator and brushed the soft, dark hair on the baby’s head. Bowled over by the power of the feeling, Kurt began to cry, wiping the tears away on the sleeve of his smock as he continued petting his daughter’s hair.
**88**
They named her Eve, since it was the only name they could agree on, and she was still in the hospital when Puck had to go back to school. As he hobbled up to his locker, wincing every time a staple pulled a little wrong, Sam came up and clapped him on the back.
“Hey, Puckerman! How’s that appendix? Gonna keep you from playing for awhile longer?”
“I’m out for the season,” Puck replied, still stinging over the doctor’s announcement as Puck was getting ready to leave the hospital. “No contact sports for six months.”
“Man, that sucks!” Sam sighed, leaning against the locker next to his. “Of all the times to have your appendix go wonky! If we make it to playoffs there’s bound to be a scouting agent or two at the games. I know that’s the only way I’m going to be able to pay for college next year.”
“Probably not going,” Puck shrugged, looking at the wall clock over his shoulder and working out that he still had seven hours before he could go see his kid. Ruth had said he could count on her for cash until he graduated, but then he had to get a full time job to support his kid. He hadn’t really asked Kurt what his plans were for after this year. Mostly they just sat in the NICU silently, staring at the life they’d accidentally made together. He was probably going to college with that boyfriend of his, wasn’t he?
First period Puck had English, which he normally slept through. Today he spent the whole hour staring at the back of Kurt’s head. Why would Puck sleep with him? Why would they do it like that? Puck had thought he was done doing stupid stuff on dares. Why would Kurt even dare him…?
**88**
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