Hello friends,

Considering there are barely any spuck stories on this site, and i don't have any time to consistently write up my chaptered fics, I thought I would just put my little drabbles here! Whenever and whatever!

I hope you like them - feel free to request!

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"Hey, Sam."

Puck's hoarse whisper was barely audible over the ambient noise of the schoolyard, making Sam believe it was just the wind.

"Sam," Puck whispered again. He was crouching behind the bleachers, Sam just within earshot. Rolling his eyes, he yelled "Sam!" so loud that the tendons in his neck throbbed.

Sam's head twisted around to the sound of his name, and Puck wordlessly beckoned him forward. Once within reach, Puck grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the swarms of people.

"Ow," Sam winced, tentatively prodding where Puck had gripped him. "You have one hell of an arm."

Puck tensed the arm in question with a smug grin. "So I've been told. But that's not why we're here." He took a deep breath, losing his egotistic qualities in an instant. "I have to tell you something."

Sam held up a dismissive and bruising hand. "I know what it is."

"Oh my God," Puck sighed with relief, "You do?" Sam nodded, an understanding glint in his eye. Puck eyed him suspiciously. "I don't think you do."

"It was obvious - the way you've been lately, always self-doubting and down. I just want you to know that I support you and I'm here if you ever need anything.

Puck's brow knitted as his eyes began to look as if they were going to pop out of his head. "What are you on about?"

Sam giggled, raising an eyebrow. "You're gay, aren't you? Relax," he added at the apprehension he sensed, "If I were to treat you any different that would be completely hypocritical."

"Wow, dude," Puck said, eyes glazed. "I was gonna tell you that I accidentally got your girlfriend pregnant." He shook away his dazed look. "But I guess she wasn't really your girlfriend after all."

"Huh?" Now it was Sam's eyes which bulged. "Oh." He blushed.

"Dude," Puck placed a hand on Sam's shoulder, forcing eye contact. "I couldn't care less." He looped his arm around Sam's shoulders, and the two walked back to the schoolyard. "You really don't care that I knocked up Quinn... again?"

"Nah, she was cheating with Finn because I wouldn't put out, anyway."