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Characters/Pairings: Kurt, Kurt/Glee Club friendship
Summary: The gleeks discover Kurt is missing during Glee and the jocks make a grave discovery
Author's Note: Just a one-shot I think. Just found out I have to spend next week with my mum. Sorry for any mistakes. Post- "Journey" Two-Shot
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Puck, Finn, Mike and Matt joked and jostled each other as they made their way to the choir room. Glee was supposed to start in a few minutes and the four didn't want to be late. They finally reached the choir room and the four sat down in their usual seats before continuing with their conversation from the corridor.

Only two minutes later Mr. Schuester entered the room and it was then that Puck finally noticed. Not everyone was there. He frowned, realising Kurt Hummel was missing. While Hummel and himself weren't exactly on the best of turns yet, considering the stuff Puck had done to him, they were certainly on better terms then they were at the start of the year. He glanced at Mercedes, knowing she might know where he was, but she appeared to be as confused as he was.

"Dude, Puck, what's up?" Finn asked. Puck glanced up at him and realised Finn's question had drawn the attention of the Gleek, including Schuester who paused midway during his speech.

"Where's Hummel?" He asked. Everyone glanced around the room and finally seemed to notice Kurt was missing, except Mercedes and himself.

"You don't think?" Artie asked, glancing around with a worried look on his face. He didn't need to finish his question. They all knew what had nearly happened last time Kurt had been missing during Glee. Though last time, he had Finn. Puck didn't want to admit it out loud but he was worried about what the jocks could do to the smaller boy if left alone.

"We'll check the football lockers," Puck said, standing, Finn, Matt and Mike following suit. "The rest of you check the dumpsters, lockers, classrooms." The group nodded, before Puck disappeared out of the choir room, the boys following him.
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Kurt was making his way down the desolate corridor to the choir room for Glee when a large shadow fell over him. He glanced up and froze. Karofsky and Azimio were standing in front of him, smirking.

"Hey fag. On your way to meet with the rest of Homo Explosion are ya?" Karofsky smirked. Kurt tried not to flinch at Glee Club's unwanted nickname but instead flinched when both jocks gripped his arms. He winced, knowing he'd probably bruise there earlier. He struggled slightly and tried to wriggle out of their grip as they pulled him toward the football locker room. He dragged his heels but the two jocks were way larger than him and they outnumbered him.

Finally they shoved him against the nearest wall in the footballer locker room, his head bouncing off the tired wall behind him. He tried focusing, just before Azimio pressed his forearm against Kurt's collarbone, effectively blocking his escape attempts. He continued to wriggle however as Karofsky walked over, the smirk once again on his face.

He felt all the blood drain from his face as Karofsky took a step forward, his head on Kurt's belt. He brought his hand back, smashing his fist into Kurt's stomach, causing him to double over. Karofsky chuckled, before fumbling with Kurt's belt, sliding it off and throwing it off to the side. Kurt couldn't stop himself shaking as Karofsky grinned, thrusting his hand down the front of Kurt's pants. He tried to wriggle out of their grip again, earning himself a punch to the mouth.

He gasped in pain as Karofsky gripped his manhood, squeezing. He yelped in pain, though he tried resisting. His cries of pain just served to provoke Karofsky, who squeezed harder. Kurt could hardly breathe now, pain coursing through him.

"Didn't we tell you to stop infecting us with your disease," Karofsky said. Kurt glared at him, unable to speak due to the pressure on his collarbone.

"Surely you must've heard the rumours?" Azimio said, laughing. "About you getting it on with several of us."

"You like to suck it?" Karofsky asked, using his free hand to start unbuttoning Kurt's pants. "Or do you liked to be fucked? Do we really have to go through this every time?" Kurt glared at him, pushing the memories from his mind. "Maybe we should just shove things up your arse and hear you scream." The two of them laughed, Karofsky grabbing a nearby broom. Kurt froze as Karofsky smashed the broom, breaking it, before picking up the end piece, still not loosening his hold on Kurt. He squeezed harder, drawing another yelp from Kurt. Karofsky advanced again, his face in Kurt's when the sound of the door smashing against the wall echoed around the room.

All three of them looked up and Kurt had never been so glad to see Noah Puckerman in his life. Before Kurt even knew what was happening, Puck along with Finn, Mike and Matt had pulled Karofsky and Azimio off him and before he knew it all six teens had started fighting in the middle of the football locker room. He couldn't make much out of the mass pile of bodies, but he knew Puck and the others were winning. Kurt would've done the smart thing, taken his belt and run for it but he was trapped by the mass of bodies.

Finally the four teen boys dragged Karofsky and Azimio up. "Stay away from him if you know what's good for you." Puck growled before shoving Karofsky toward the door, Azimio following close behind. Finally an awkward silence filled the room as the door closed behind Karofsky and Azimio. Kurt kept his head down, a blush on his cheeks as he fixed up his pants. Frankly, he was ashamed the jocks, despite the fact they were in Glee, had seen that. He glanced up to see Puck walking toward him, his belt in hand. Puck silently handed it to him.

He threaded the belt through, pain shooting through him, avoiding their gaze. "You okay?" Finn asked, standing on his other side. He nodded softly. "Come on."
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Before Puck and the others had even reached the football locker room he could hear them. His blood went cold at the sounds coming from inside the locker room. He could hear them taunting Hummel and a glance back at the others told him they could hear it too.

"You like to suck it?" Karofsky asked. "Or do you like to be fucked? Do we really have to go through this every time?" Puck's blood boiled as he was a metre from the door. "Maybe we should just shove things your arse and hear you scream." There was a smash before Hummel yelped. Puck crashed into the door, the sound of it hitting the wall echoing around the room.

The sight before him caused the blood to drain from his face. Azimio was trapping Hummel, his arm against his collarbone. Karofsky was face to face with Hummel, part of a broken broom in his left hand, while Puck was shocked to see his other hand down the front of Hummel's pants which Puck was disheartened to see undone.

Before he knew it, Puck was throwing himself at Karofsky. Karofsky managed to get a few hits in, clipping Puck's chin and getting his cheek but Puck had successfully drawn blood from Karofsky. They dragged the two of them before Puck sneered at them. "Stay away from him if you know what's good for you." He growled. They quickly shoved the two out of the locker room, waiting for the door to close.

Puck glanced at his friends. They hadn't come out of it that badly, Puck was sure he'd gotten a small lip, and the other three had the beginnings of bruises on their faces, as well as a cut or two. He noticed Hummel's belt and picked it up and glanced up. Hummel was shifting uncomfortably as he fixed up his pants and Puck could tell he was shaking in pain. Hummel also had a spilt lip and Puck knew he'd have bruises tomorrow. He walked slowly over to the boy, holding out his belt. Hummel looked up briefly, wincing in pain before threading his belt through. "You okay?" Finn asked, moving over and standing on the other side of Hummel. He nodded "Come on."

The five of them moved out of the locker room, Hummel limping. Hummel stopped in the middle of the hallway, glancing up at Finn. "Finn, can I get a lift home?" He asked, smoothing the front of his shirt. "I don't feel up to Glee." He added, almost in a whisper.

Finn glanced at Puck before turning back to Glee. Finn nodded, and the four of them watched as Kurt started walking, slowly in the direction of the car park.

"I'm going to take him home," Finn whispered. "You guys should go back to the choir room. Just tell them I've taken him home and we'll explain everything tomorrow." Puck and the others nodded, Puck glancing at Kurt. Finn waved goodbye quickly, before disappearing after Hummel.
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Finn felt a twinge of guilt as he dug a bag of frozen peas from the freezer. He couldn't help but feel guilty that he hadn't managed to keep his promise to Kurt. He'd promised the younger boy that he wouldn't let anyone lay a hand on him and he'd failed. He was grateful though, that his mom and Burt had gone out for the night leaving him some time to talk to Kurt. He was sure Kurt was also grateful, getting the opportunity to avoid telling his dad what had happened.

He retreated back to the basement, where Kurt was sleeping on his bed, curled up. Finn felt bad for waking Kurt, but he knew he had to put ice on Kurt's groin even though the boy would be extremely embarrassed. He placed the frozen bag of peas on the table next to Kurt's bed, before tapping the younger boy's shoulder. He slowly stirred before spotting the glass of water and single pill in Finn's hand. Kurt graciously accepted the table and drink, before handing them back to Finn. Finn placed them on the table, before picking up the frozen peas.

Before Kurt could protest, Finn lifted up the waistband of the sweat shorts Kurt had changed into once they arrived home and quickly placed the bag over his groin, above his boxers. He tried not to laugh as Kurt gasped at the cold. He glared at Finn when he realised the boy was stifling laughter.

"It's not funny. It's freezing."

"Exactly."