Disclaimer: I do not own the Sisters Grimm. Michael Buckley does.
All of the times Puck has held Sabrina Grimm's hand.
i
Puck and Sabrina were sitting on the couch in Sabrina's living room. Puck was finishing up his homework. Sabrina of course had been done for awhile. And was watching TV. Sabrina was sitting on Puck's right her left hand intertwined with his right. His handwriting was sloppily and he was taking a long time to script out every letter because he was writing with his wrong hand. "Oh, I'm sorry Puck! Do you want me to let go of your hand?"
"No. It's fine." Puck sending a sweet smile to Sabrina.
"Well at least let me make it easier." And with that she climbed over Puck so she was on his left. She intertwined her right hand with his left letting go of the other hand.
"There you go."
"Thanks," Puck said pressing a kiss to Sabrina's cheek.
ii
Sabrina was resting her left foot at the base of her skateboard so that it was sticking up in the air. She was standing on her gravel driveway in her black converses, blue shorts, tank top with the words "brainy is the new sexy", and a blue flannel tied across her waist. Puck was lying across the gravel whining like a baby like always. "This is too hard!"
"Puck stop being a baby and get up. You said you wanted me to teach you to skateboard. So I'm going to."
"Yes, but I thought it would be some much easier. I mean, you can do it."
"I will hit you with this skateboard if you don't get up."
"Fine," he huffed reaching his hand out for hers to pull him up.
She complied. Her black nail polish contrasting beautifully against his pale skin. He gingerly placed one foot on the skateboard lying next to hers. He stood like that for a moment not doing anything. "I can hold you're hand if you're scared?"
"I don't want you to hold my hand because I'm scared which I'm not. I want you to hold my hand because you want to hold my hand."
"Fine, I will hold your hand because I want to," Sabrina rolled her eyes.
Puck laced their hands together. They both held their boards in the air ready to push off.
"On the count of three okay."
"3" Sabrina pushed off. Puck a second behind her. They glided down the street fingers intertwined. Sabrina a lot more gracefully than Puck. She held firmly to his hand. Helping him balance and turn pretending to hold it just because. And Puck held firmly onto her hand pretending he didn't know why she was holding his hand.