30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles Day Fifteen
Welcome to Day Fifteen 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.
WE'RE HALFWAY THERE! (Feel free to fill in your own Bon Jovi joke here.)
Here be the rules; don't forget to include a rating if the piece is rated higher than PG.
WE'RE HALFWAY THERE! (Feel free to fill in your own Bon Jovi joke here.)
Kurt, standing behind the liquor store (sadly without any liquor), finished one smoke and dug around in his jacket pocket for another. Finally braking the silence of almost ten minutes, Quinn raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Noah Puckerman?"
"What?" Kurt scoffed, scratching the back of his leg with the opposite boot.
"He's a jock," she said scornfully and Kurt wondered if she really was as happy about being kicked off the Cheerios during freshman year as she always said she was.
"He plays football," Kurt agreed, "but he's actually pretty cool."
Quinn scoffed. "Of course you'd say that. You're sleeping with him, after all."
Kurt didn't want to correct Quinn and tell her that he'd fooled around with Puck a few times but they hadn't slept together yet. She'd just call him a naive child or something. He was just waiting for it to feel right - and to have some time alone with Puck somewhere other than under the bleachers or in the back of his car.
"What's your fucking problem with him, Q?"
Shaking her head, ( ... )
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