31 Days of Puckurt Drabbles in January 2013: Day 25

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Welcome to Day 25 of the 31 Days of Puckurt Drabbles in January! Please post all of today's drabbles here!

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New York #25 Spoilers for Yesterday's episode, Language

[geeky_ramblings]

To say that Puck was disappointed about the night events had been an understatement. He had been so close to kissing Kurt only to be derailed by Blaine. Perhaps it wasn't meant to be. Still there was still a piece of him that wanted to make things with Kurt work out. But that wouldn't happen if Kurt forgot about Blaine. Yet that didn't mean the countertenor was attracted him. As these thoughts continued to plague his mind, a angry Brody stalked into the apartment. Slamming the door, he muttered, "I miss the old Rachel

31 Texts From last Night Day 25 (1/2)

[test_kard_girl]

(845): You. Me. Frosting and a bed. Lets do this.

A fresh bout of retching echoes round the bathroom tiles, and Kurt winces.

"Babe?" He enquires tentatively. No answer. To be fair, Puck probably can't hear him over the sound of

his unhappiness. "Babe?--"

"--I'm fine!" The other boy croaks in answer, and then emits kind of low, gutteral groan like a bull

being punched in the throat.

"Are you being sick?" Kurt asks, fairly needlessly.

He hears Puck gasp weakly against the porcelain. "I just need... a minute... to, ah--"

Then the retching starts again. Oh fabulous.

Kurt's head collapses back against the pillows, his nose wrinkling at the feel of more choclate frosting

melting and dripping tickilishly down the side of his ribcage. It's official. Valentine' Day 2011 has

overshot sexy by miles and landed somewhere not far away from horrifically disappointing.

And it had all started out so well...

In lieu of actual Valentine's presents, Kurt had decided to shelve his usual romantic inclinations and

Re: 31 Texts From last Night Day 25 (2/2)

[test_kard_girl]

But then-- as so much does in Kurt's life-- it all went a bit wrong. Maybe it had been hours, Puck

drawing intricate swirls over the pale, welcoming expanse of his boyfriend's body, and leaning down to

lick and suck the evidence away. But, all at once, Puck seems to freeze; his hands gripping too tight

around Kurt's hip-- and Kurt does his best to prise himself out of semi-consciousness, but before he

can manage it, Puck's dismounted Kurt's thighs and is stumbling across the room to the en-suite.

Then the retching started.

There should be warnings on the packet, Kurt reflects resignedly, tugging futily at his bonds.

Excessive consumption warnings. But then, he should know Puck can never resist chocolate frosting.

Suddenly, Kurt's rattled out of his quiet despair by an urgent knocking at the door:
"Kurt? Uh... you alright in there? You sound kinda--"

"--Don't even think about coming in!" Kurt orders, feeling his whole body light up from embarassment

just at the thought. God, Finn picks the singularly most awkward

[flowerpotgirl]

Fantastic. So many things sound like a good idea, but are not so great in practice.

[test_kard_girl]

Haha, yeah, I seem to spend alot of time having these two end up in horrifically awkward scenarios.