disclaimer: I don't own Glee, sadly.

"Fuck!" Kurt said quietly. He was covered with cherry flavored slushie. He sighed as he took off his new Prada sunglasses. They were covered with the sticky red material. The hallway was already empty. These jerks cornered him after the bell rang and there was no one to help him clean up. He sighed again and went into the girls' room. It seemed to be a little different. He walked to the sinks and started cleaning himself up. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped with surprise.

"Relax Hummel, I'm not going to hurt you." Puck said. Kurt stared at him. Puck chuckled.

"Red is totally your color." Puck smiled.

"Funny, that's what Finn said." He examined Puck and decided he was harmless.

"What are you doing here anyway? It's the girls' room."

"No it's not, and I could ask you the same question."

"Of course it is, and I was banished from the boys' room long ago for being, and I quote, too gay, by no one else, if I recall correctly, but you."

"Well, this is the boys' room. Look, there are the urinals." Kurt's eyes widened with shock. He started walking to the door, but Puck grabbed his hand. Kurt stood there, shocked, as Puck cleaned some of the slushie off his face. Puck moved his thumb over Kurt's lower lip, and Kurt didn't know what to do, so he just let it happen. Puck licked the slushie off his thumb, and Kurt's knees went weak. He leaned against one of the sinks for support. Puck got a piece of toilet paper and cleaned Kurt's forehead with it.

"w-what are you doing?" Kurt finally asked, breathless.

"Cleaning you." He answered nonchalantly.

"Yeah, but why?" puck smiled. He cupped Kurt's cheek and pulled him into a kiss. Kurt's eyes widened and he held puck's biceps to prevent himself from falling. Puck took that as permission and deepens the kiss, pushing Kurt against the sink.

"Are you that horny?" Kurt asked, panting.

"Now I am."

"W-why?"

"Cause you're hot."

"What?!"

"Yeah…you look kinda hot with the slushie all over your face." Puck moved his tongue over Kurt's chin. Kurt moaned and held on to Puck's shirt. Puck pulled him into another kiss, hungrily. They broke the kiss and Puck pulled Kurt into a stall. He locked the door and pushed Kurt on it. Kurt couldn't resist. He pushed his body against Puck's. Puck let out a deep groan and placed his mouth on Kurt's neck and sucked hard. Kurt breathed in and pulled Puck back to his lips. They kissed passionately and Puck started unbuttoning Kurt's white shirt. The red stained fabric was hung on Kurt's body in the sexiest way possible. Puck kissed every inch of the exposed skin, getting lower and lower. Kurt moaned harder and then the bell rang.

"Fuck!" puck hit his fist on the stall's wall.

"I can't believe it. The stupid bell…" Kurt took his spare shirt from his bag and took off the dirty one.

"Stay."

"We can't. Second period is Spanish." Kurt said sadly, putting on the clean shirt.

"Fuck." Puck got out the stall. When Kurt went out, puck wasn't there anymore. He touched his lips, and then wiped away the tears that were forming in his eyes. He cleared his throat and walked out the bathroom.

"You…" he looked at puck that was standing outside, leaning against the wall.

"What, you thought I would just walk away?" puck asked smiling. Kurt smiled at him. Puck wrapped his arm around Kurt's neck, and they walked to their class. Kurt leaned his head against Puck's shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?" puck asked.

"Slushie flavors."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I think cherry is my new favorite." Puck chuckled and kissed Kurt's cheek.