A/N: Just a little one-shot that was partly inspired by Puck's face while Kurt, Blaine and the Warblers were singing Candles at Regionals. Set at Regionals. Puckurt friendship everyone!

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Glee Fanfiction

"So, how long've you and the Hobbit been getting it on, Kurt?" Kurt's eyes widened. He opened his mouth to reply, but the necessary snappy comeback temporarily escaped him.

"Puck, I have no idea what you're talking about." Puck smirked.

"Oh no, there's no use denying it. I might be pretty dumb, but I know those looks when I see them" He nodded. "You've definitely been getting it on." Kurt gave in, moving slightly closer to talk to him.

"Alright, so it was two days ago," his smile was already embarrassingly large, "and how you could tell, I don't know. I thought I'd done at least a reasonable job of not letting that show. The song's about breaking up, not getting together, after all! And you need to be professional about these things…"

"Dude, it wasn't just you with the looks. I could've sworn Blaine's eyes had turned to hearts at one point."

"Really?" Kurt wasn't sure how to reply. Inside, he was jumping about the fact that Blaine had been looking at him like that. He couldn't recall anyone's eyes 'turning into hearts' while looking at him. "I'll have to have a word with him about that…"

"Don't tell me you didn't notice. A blind man could've seen all that eye-fucking going on between the two of you." Kurt felt his cheeks heat up a little. "Man, it's so obvious he's crazy about you." Puck was smirking at Kurt as if he were dumb.

"Well good, because I'm crazy about him too."

"Crazy about who?" An arm lightly touched round Kurt's waist briefly, but that moment was enough for his face to redden.

"About you, Blaine." He made eye contact with Blaine, his voice suddenly quite quiet.

"Well, I'm just gonna leave you two alone." Puck winked and mock-punched Kurt's shoulder lightly. "I'm happy for you, bro." With that, he walked off to find Lauren among the crowds of people backstage at the theatre hired for Regionals.

"What was all that about?" Blaine's brow furrowed in confusion and his hand found Kurt's.

"Apparently our," his free hand made quotation marks in the air, "eye-fucking was blindingly obvious. Blaine raised an eyebrow.

"I see. Well, I'd say we'll have to work on it, but I don't think I could possibly control myself any more than I did." It was Kurt's turn to raise an eyebrow, this time in questioning. Blaine subsequently blushed. An actual blush; a rare occurrence.

"You can't blame me for wanting to pounce on my boyfriend, now, can you? Especially when he's so tempting." Kurt grinned.

"Pouncing on who?"

"My boyfriend." Blaine emphasised the word and Kurt quickly decided those two syllables were his new favourites.

"Definitely can't blame you," Kurt replied, before quickly pressing a kiss to Blaine's - his boyfriend's - lips.