30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles Day Twelve
Welcome to Day Twelve of 30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles in June: 2012 Edition!
Here be the rules; don't forget to include a rating if the piece is rated higher than PG.
Here be the rules; don't forget to include a rating if the piece is rated higher than PG.
Puck stands under the bleachers in all his sexy (still clothed, in case someone comes by) glory. A minute later Kurt still hasn't jumped his bones. He just stands there, grinding his boot into the dirt. "Well? Are we gonna do this or what? Look, you've done it before, so just fucking get over here and let's-"
"I haven't," Kurt cuts him off with a scowl. "I was hoping I'd work up the nerve over lunch. Sorry." His apology is barely a breath, but Puck figures since he heard it, it counts.
"Do your friends know that?" he asks, flopping to the ground and making himself comfortable under the bleachers.
Kurt sits next to Puck in the dirt and pulls out a pack of cigarettes, tipping it so Puck can take one, which he does. "No. They think I used to sleep with this older guy who buys me beer."
Puck grimaces a little and then lights up with one of the matches from the book he found in his locker. Leaning toward Kurt as he blows out the smoke, he says, "I haven't slept with half the cougars people think I have."
"No?" Kurt asks ( ... )
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