Don't bite my head off, I'll start the Finally Yours sequel soon. I promise. But this idea is killing me. Ive read so many fics where Puck's the good guy when he's with Finn, I've written them. I wanted a 'what if'. What if Puck isn't the star boyfriend we all picture him to be? Not with Finn, he's new to this and so is Finn, which makes him think it's okay.
Warnings: Ahhhh, horrible boyfriend.
Pairing:Finn/Puck
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
"You just...you can't just...what the HELL kind of explanation is THAT!" Puck yelled at Finn who stood with huge eyes and a slightly open mouth.
"I...I don't know. I...crap, I'm sorry dude." Finn took a step back, waiting for the guy to hit him.
"How can you NOT know, Finn you just KISSED ME! What the hell is going on?"
"I don't know okay!" He snapped back. "I'm just as confused as you are! I just, you asked what was going through my head and then I don't kn..." Finn let his eyes slip shut as Puck pushed him backwards. "P-puck, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like, dumbass?" Finn pulled away again.
"you can't kiss me after you yelled at me for kissing you...that's not cool." Puck smiled.
"I'm sorry. I was just shocked."
"So you yell at m..." He leaned forward with Puck, their lips reconnected. "Puck stop."
"Why?"
"You're dating Santana."
"Uh, she's made it very clear sex is not dating. C'mon Finn stop being a girl." Finn shoved him away and stood up.
"Uh, maybe you should stop being an asshole all the time and figure yourself out." Finn slipped out of the room with a glare before walking home in the rain. That asshole, what right did he have to be such a dick all the time. Finn was fed up with the insults, especially because he's pretty sure you don't insult the person who you're making out. Least he never has.
"Finn, where have you been you're soaked."
"Walked home from Puck's." He said with a half-shrug towards his brother.
"Hey, you okay?"
"Fine." He smiled lightly. "I'm going to take a shower."
Puck was stunned, had Finn just called him an asshole? What the hell did he do? The guy was such a chick sometimes. God damn him. He knew he was going to have to fix this though because otherwise Finn'll go all bitchy chick on him again. That's the last thing that Puck wanted. Though he'll admit he was really into that kiss and if anything he knows Noah Puckerman gets what he wants. And right now, and tomorrow and the day after, he was gonna want Finn. In one of those three days he'll get Finn.
That's why he's heading to Hummel's house, the least he could do today is apologize to the guy. Kurt answered the door and looked to Puck who smiled slightly and asked to talk to Finn, to which he was told Finn was in the shower.
"Can I go down?"
"Yeah, go ahead." He inched down the stairs and could hear Finn's voice grow louder.
"Isery. What's her name? What's she like? I should warn her that you'll never do her right. All your games, all your lies, I need to tell her maybe I can change her mind. You act like you just saw a ghost, I watched you getting way too close..." The shower stopped, as did the lyrics.
"Finn, can we...talk?"
"What? Did you follow me home or something?" He heard Finn shuffle around, before coming out in boxers.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"Oh, bull, Puck. You and I both know you meant it." Puck reached out and grabbed his wrist.
"Finn I swear, I didn't mean it. Can we just please talk?"
"No, Puck, I'm not one of those whores you usually fuck, for more than one reason. I'm a guy and I'm not having sex with anyone I'm not dating." Finn pulled his arm away and walked away. Puck sighed and ran a hand through his Mohawk, this was going to be a lot harder than he thought.
"Fine, then let's date?" Finn turned to him, raised eyebrows, eyes filled with shock and confusion with lips slightly parted.
"You wanna...what?"
"Date, Finn, let's go out."
"So...you want to sleep with me?"
"No, let's just go out on a date." Finn's so stupid sometimes, was it really that hard to understand?
"You're funny." Finn turned around and dug through his drawers for pants and a shirt, slipping the shirt on.
"I'm serious Finn. Obviously you have feelings for me, too. Otherwise, you would've never kissed me." Finn turned pulling his pants up, he looked like he was debating it, chewing on his lip and narrowing his eyes.
"Fine, we'll see what happens...happy?" Puck smiled.
"Very, babe." Finn nodded and walked past him. "Tomorrow, eight?"
"Whatever, you're picking me up."
"Will do." So, you make the guys go on a date, then you bang. There, Noah Puckerman gets what he wants and it'd be really hot to fuck Finn. He can't be the ONLY one who thinks this, right?
So...how many of you want to kill me right now? Hmmm? Don't lie. I've been really sick and haven't updated stories. Between sleep, school, homework and showers I've got no time.
So, just, review, with that little button right over there. I will update as much as possible! Because I love you all! Mwah. (I have had orange soda, for those of you curious, I'm very satisfied, thank you!).
