Pairing: Puck/Kurt
Genre: Slash, Romance, kind of AU?
Note: I started working on this since "Michael" episode, so some things are different from the canon presented on the rest of 3rd season. Also, I hope you like my take on things. Also, unbeta'ed.
Quiet in my town - Prologue
The only light coming from the corridor was the orange glow of the cigarette he was holding. Puck smirked bitterly as he heard the commotion still happening inside the gymnasium. His graduation party.
It was kind hard to believe that he really got there, that he actually had the grades to graduate and not stay to repeat the same senior year.
But now, he was feeling empty. Without purpose.
"Anyone there?"
Puck turned at the sound of the voice and arched his eyebrow when he saw none other than Kurt Hummel walking towards him in the dark, hugging himself. Puck chuckled and then started laughing when he saw that Kurt jumped at the sound.
"Chill out Kurt. Where's lover boy?" asked the teen with humor.
Kurt huffed, annoyed for almost running away with the scare. He stopped beside the larger boy and blowed his hands. It was uncommonly chilly for a spring night.
"Blaine is still inside, taking pictures of everyone who's graduating tonight. And he met Rachel. Figure out the rest."
Puck laughed, taking another drag.
"I imagine."
"Smoking is not healthy to you."
"A lot of things are not healthy to me, but I seem to keep doing them."
"Puckerman…"
"Will we fight on the last time we see each other?"
Kurt blinked at the sentence. He rested against the wall.
"It never occurred to me how it's gonna be the last time I'll step into McKinley until now."
Puck smiled, giving one more drag.
"Tell me about it."
Kurt turned to him, smiling faintly.
"I've been meaning to say to you Puck, but I'm proud you graduated with us."
Puck smiled genuinely and almost took Kurt's breath away. The teen then seemed to think of something and his smile changed to his usual cocky smirk.
"Since this looks like the last time we will see each other, I'll give you two parting gifts."
Kurt arched his perfectly manicured eyebrow.
"A gift? From you?"
"Don't look at me like I'm an alien dude."
"Ok, taking the risk of regretting a lot, I'll bite: what gifts?"
Puck waggled his eyebrows as he extended the half-finished cigarette to Kurt. The other boy arched the other eyebrow.
"You want me to smoke? Seriously?"
"Well, you're going to college and there's a lot of experimentation there. Maybe you should learn if you like it or not before."
"Puckerman…"
"Come on!"
Kurt caught the cigarette, huffing.
"Okay, you five-year old!"
Puck smiled, delighted.
"Alright, take a drag and try to hold the smoke, but not too deeply, so you don't cough."
Kurt nodded and took his first drag. He tried to hold on to the smoke, but soon he was coughing, his eyes watering. Puck laughed.
"What did I say about not holding too much?"
"Shut up Puckerman, this is hard!"
Puck tried to stop laughing, catching the cigarette back. Kurt glared at him, crossing his arms against his chest. He was not pouting.
"If this was your gift, I can barely wait for the second one."
Puck finally stopped laughing and looked at Kurt with a glint in his eyes.
"Well, since your first attempt at smoking was such an epic fail, I'll make my second gift a better version of the first."
Kurt watched as Puck took a long drag from the cigarette.
"What you could possibly mean by…"
And before he could say anything else, Puck grabbed him by the back of his neck and kissed him. Kurt widened his eyes and gasped and that was the breach for Puck to blow the smoke inside the other teen's mouth. Kurt breathed trough his nose, feeling the smoke burn his lungs, until he closed his fingers on Puck's biceps.
After they traded the smoke between them, the kiss turned slower and soon their tongues entangled. The act lasted less than two, three minutes, but for Kurt it felt like years.
Kurt opened his eyes, staring at Puck with a shocked look. The larger boy smiled sheepishly.
"Now you know what it feels like to kiss another boy." He gave a last drag on the cigarette and dropped the stub on the floor, putting out with his shoe. He turned and started walking away. "Have a nice life Kurt Hummel. Maybe we will meet again someday uhn?"
Kurt watched the boy walk away in the dark corridor of the school as he touched his lips. They were tingling. He gave a sigh when he heard Blaine and Rachel approaching behind him.
"Bye…Noah."
TBC.