30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles Day Ten
Welcome to Day Ten of 30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles in June: 2012 Edition!
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They were going to have their detention on a Saturday. A Saturday. Like plain old detention during the week wasn’t bad enough. At least it was in the evening, so they could still go to the Quidditch match and enjoy what was left of the not-terrible weather (it was muggy and it looked like it would rain later, but at least they hadn’t gotten snow yet), and save the bad part of the day for after dinner.
Still, Puck woke up feeling good, because as awful as detention would be, Quidditch came first, and as many times as he’d read over the book his dad left behind on the subject and as much as he technically knew about it all, he’d never seen a game. And Kurt had never seen a game either and he only knew about as much as Finn and Puck had explained to him ( ... )
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“Even if none of them are actually on the team. Wait.” Kurt turned back to Puck, eyebrows drawn together once again. “We’re not going to have to do detention with them, right ( ... )
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Puck hops to the door with one leg refusing to get in his boxers, scrabbling to reach the door handle before his mom turns it and comes in and sees--
"Mom..."
In a last ditch effort, he hurls his body between the door and the wall, puffing up to his full height like one of those spiny puffer-fish things hoping Ma will be too busy yelling at his face to look down at his boner half-in and half-out of his shorts.
It works.
"--Noah!" His mom hisses, nostrils flaring like half an inch from his. "Your sister is in the next room! She is one wall away from you, and she is eleven--"
Puck throws his hands up:
"--Mom, what the hell? I wasn't doing any--"
"--Don't." She says in her Terrifying Mom voice, holding a finger up between them like a threat of nuclear destruction. "Don't pull any of that with me Noah-- you've clearly been doing enough pulling for one morning--"
What. The actual. Hell? Puck almost gags, jamming the heels of his hands into his eyes:
"Aw, mom!"
"If you want ( ... )
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I nearly died. Most hilarious conversation fully dressed, too.
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“You can barely see it,” Kurt protested but he closed the bathroom door so only a sliver of light was peeking out from under it. “Better?”
“Afraid of the dark or something?”
“Of course not,” Kurt scoffed but Puck had the feeling he was lying. “I’m not five.”
Puck just shrugged and turned his back away from the light. He normally needed pitch black to sleep but he could deal with the light for a few nights.
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In town he was known as Crazy Puck because of his powers and he never had any hope of falling in love. In fact, for Noah dating was a hardship. He always knew what the person he went out with was thinking. This led him to still be a virgin at the ripe old age of twenty-one.
That was until he walked into Evan's Bar and Grill. Tall, pale and gorgeous Kurt Hummel glided into his seat. As Noah went to take his order he didn't know that this vampire would become his mate for the rest of his life.
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