30 Days of Puckurt Drabble: Day 5
Welcome to the fifth day of 30 Days of Puckurt Drabble in June!
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You can see the rules post here. Remember to put your theme and the rating (if the piece is anything past PG) in the subject line.
Keep up the good work. I'm impressed by how many people are actually managing a post every day!
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“Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen, I’d like to announce the first Dance of Misters Kurt and Noah Hummel.” Will announced. He had laughed earlier when Kurt and Puck still called him Mr. Schue, like they were still his students. He watched as the entire glee club from seven years ago laughed like they were family. They may look older, but they were still the same goofy teenagers.
Rachel Looked teary as Kurt practically dragged puck to the dance floor in the center of the room and pulled him close. Kurt looked elated until Puck whispered something in his hear that drove Kurt to tears pressed into Puck’s shoulder. He asked Puck later what he had said as Aerosmith serenaded them with “Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing” And Puck wouldn’t tell him.
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“I am so sorry it took me so long to figure out that you were all I needed, babe. But Now I’ll never have to miss a thing with you.A/N: Hope you like. Please, if you get a moment, head on over to my prompt post to make suggestions or concur ( ... )
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Gorgeous.
You have this thing where one of your lines will jump out at me and hit me right between the eyes. Amazing.
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<3
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ANYWAY, this is for mari_mcsly. Her prompt was "wand". I hope you like it! (Also, I apologize for the length. Seriously, I don't know how to write a drabble...)
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Fourth Year-September
“Hey Hummel!” Kurt’s conversation with Mercedes and Sam was interrupted when Noah Puckerman yelled across the Great Hall. The loud noise of dinnertime chatter quieted. Everyone wanted to hear what the resident delinquent wanted from the Golden Boy.
“That’s Captain to you, Puckerman.” The hall erupted in whispers and calls of “Burn, Puck!”
Puck smirked, “My bad. Hey, Captain!” Kurt, who had turned back to his friends after initially responding to his Beater, thinking it was the end of it, sighed.
“What, Puckerman?” The whispers grew in volume ( ... )
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“Captain!”
Kurt looked up from his Charms homework at the whispered cry. Looking around the crowded library, he saw Puck sitting forward in his armchair, eyes twinkling with what could only be described as mischievous.
“What, Puck?” Kurt whispered back, annoyed at the interruption.
“Interested in making some magic together? My wand is at the ready.”
Kurt blushed deeply and the blush deepened when Puck sat back and opened his legs even more. The bulge in his jeans was clearly visible, even from three tables away.
“Do you want to be hexed into next Tuesday, Puckerman? Because that can be arranged!” With that, Kurt closed all of the books he was using, placed them in a pile, and stalked out of the library, fueled by embarrassment and annoyance.
Fourth Year-December“Alright class, I know all of you are excited for your winter break, but the headmaster said that we are not allowed to have a party instead of class, so Professor Sylvester and I were forced to come up with a lesson plan.” The class groaned in ( ... )
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Kurt couldn’t believe it. There he was, in the middle of the Quidditch Cup final, and Noah Puckerman decides to screw with his head, making all hopes of winning the Quidditch Cup in his first year of captaincy fall spectacularly.
What did his idiot Beater do right before the game? Only declare his love and devotion for Kurt.
“Captain, I don’t know what I’ve been doing wrong all year, but you’ve turned me down every time I asked you out. So I’m telling you this now, if we win today, you will go to the village with me and we’ll make out in the diner, got it?”
Kurt, who was dumbstruck at the prospect of Puck being serious about all of the “attempts”, nodded slowly.
And fuck if Puck’s blinding smile wasn’t lingering in the back of his brain as he tried to concentrate on not letting the Quaffle in any of the hoops ever. Fuck. The score was tied at 30-30 and the game had been in effect for close to three hours now. Kurt was happy to see the Carmel team slowly losing steam, while his players were fine. All those hours ( ... )
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Kurt had the sudden urge to kiss him absolutely senseless.
Rachel dived and resurfaced, arm above her head in triumph. In her small hand laid the Golden Snitch, wings retracted, all resistance gone.
They won. They won. Tears were already streaming down Kurt’s face as Jacob Ben-Israel screamed in his nasally voice over the PA system, “McKinley WIIIIIIIINS ( ... )
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read here @ nevernoon!~ inspired by eyesarmslove's prompt. Enjoy! ♥
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