So, this is my first Glee fic but I have a crossover that I'm writing at the moment, so don't worry too much.
This fic could be a OneShot but if you all like it leave a comment and I'll make it into a little story.
I hope you enjoy it! :P
I don't own anything to do with Glee.
"You ready?" I asked letting out a nervous breath. I looked to my right to see Puck doing the same as me, his hands shaking slightly as he readjusts the straps on his backpack. I do the same out of habit, unconsciously fiddling with my hat whilst I wait for his answer.
"Hell yeah, Satan," His voice shook slightly, "We haven't seen our girls in a year, it's the best way to go giving them a little surprise." He managed to wink at me through his nerves and I couldn't help but chuckle at how pathetic we were. I mean, we'd just been over in Afghanistan, fighting for our lives in a scorching desert and we couldn't even walk into the Hummel/Hudson household and surprise all our glee friends at their reunion. (Obviously set up by me and Puck with a little help from Burt Hummel planting the idea in my best friend Kurt's head.)
I know, weird. Kurt Hummel is and was my best friend before me and Puck joined the army. After I came out and he transferred back to McKinley with his boyfriend I literally made it my duty for no one to bully him, for which he was eternally grateful.
I glanced back over to Puck again, smiling slightly as he messed with his hair quickly before flipping his hat back on, "You know, that's probably the best thing that has come out of us joining the army," My grin got wider as he looked over in confusion, "You had to lose that fucking landing strip on your head." I laughed loudly as he lunged at me with a grin, wrapping his arms around my waist as he spins me around, which was pretty damn hard scene as though I had the same heavy as fuck backpack on that he did.
"You're a dick, you know?" He chuckles whilst setting my down, slightly out of breath, "But I guess you're right, I did look like a fucking tool with it." He shrugged a shoulder still laughing.
I swatted him on the arm jokingly before adjusting my backpack again, the forgotten nerves climbing, "So… Should we go in?" I spoke hesitantly, taking in the view of the large house in front of us.
Puck huffed out a breath, "Come on, let's do this shit." He wrapped his muscular arm around my shoulder and guided us to the front door, our boots the making the only sound in the darkness. I knocked on the door quietly, hoping to god that the only people to hear it would be Finn's mum or Kurt's dad. I straightened up from under Puck's arm and we both brought our hands to rest, clasped together behind our bodies in our 'at-ease' pose.
It took around 5 seconds till we both heard the unfamiliar sound of the lock clicking open – since normally we smash doors in – and the door was pulled back slowly, avoiding the creek that it was bound to emit.
The next thing I knew I was enveloped into a tight bear hug that, by the feel of it, was from one Burt Hummel. Now, it was no secret to any friend of mine that Burt was probably the closest thing to a dad that I have, scene as though my own was too busy working in a different state to even bother seeing me. Plus, he was like the first adult I told that I was gay and actually approved of it.
"I've missed you so much, San. Kurt's been a mess while you've been gone, he's going to be so excited to see that you're back." If it was possible he squeezed me even tighter and I think I could even feel a little wetness on my cheek. I squeezed him tightly back, because by god I fucking missed his lovely face and glanced over to Puck, chuckling when I say him in pretty much the same boat as me, being wrapped up in a Carole Hudson hug. His eyes caught mine for a brief moment and I could see they were shining, I don't think either of us knew how much we were going to miss these two, they were like our very own mom and dad.
After a short while they both eventually let go, only to change position, and now I was wrapped in my very own Carole crush, "I've missed you so much, Santana. I'm so happy you're ok." She wept softly in my ear. My throat had closed up from the effort of not crying so I just closed my eyes tightly and hugged her tighter in response.
After the reunions were complete, we were both led into the living room and the door was closed, just in case someone wandered to the toilet from Kurt and Finn's room in the basement and saw me and Puck before the time was right. We both sat down cautiously on the sofa, careful not spread any dirt scene as though they were still in their full army attire from the flight from Afghanistan. They dumped their backpacks gratefully next to their feet, god they were fucking heavy.
"So, I don't know how Kurt did it but they're all here and watching a film in the basement. Do you want us to film it or anything?" Burt spoke as he sat down on the chair opposite.
"Nah it's cool, Mr H. I don't like seeing myself on video." Puck winked cheekily. We'd both already spoke about how thing were going to go down, 1. No cameras, reunions were too intimate to go on YouTube. 2. No matter what, tell everyone whatever they want to know. We both thought it was unfair to keep anything from the glee club, they were the closest thing we had to family. And 3. No gallivanting off to shag girlfriends until the night is over. This one would be the hardest but we both wanted our snuggle time before anything else, though we would never admit that if anyone asked.
"Oh Puck, cut the crap, we all know you're the most camera friendly person to walk this Earth." Carole grinned cheekily, "But fine, no cameras. Also, you're both more than welcome to stay the night, we've already got a full house with all your friends but I'm sure there's enough room for you two somewhere. Now, you go get surprising and I'll take your bags."
"Oh no! Don't-" but my protests were too late, Carole had already got a grip on both bags and had tried to lift them up, only for them to slam back down after their half a second of air-time.
"Jesus Christ, they're freaking heavy! You have to carry them around with you all the time?" She question with a huff and wide, disbelieving eyes.
"Yeah," I laughed, "Now why don't we move them for you and then we'll get our surprise on?" I joked, standing up and swinging my backpack over my shoulder with ease. Carole stared at us both wide-eyed as Puck copied my actions before motioning us to follow her into the kitchen and to put our bags on the workplace, it being the best place to be able to clean once they were moved.
Burt followed soon after, "Right, now don't scare them too much, we want to be able to hear the TV up here," He joked before giving us a both a final hug and ushering us to the closed door that took us to the basement. Knowing we'd probably need a minute to compose ourselves he gave each of our shoulders a squeeze before strolling off into the living room with Carole.
"Well that was… intense." I joked shakily as the nerves began to rise in my body again, I readjusted my hat and slid my hands down my front to distract myself.
"Hell yeah, but I can't wait to see Quinn now. Ugh, she's gonna be screaming so loud tonight." Puck mused, getting a distant look in his eyes.
"Ew! No Puck, I do not want those images in my head." I swatted him on his back whilst shivering in disgust, "I hope they're not mad at us for not telling them we're back… No. You know what, I'm not even going there, I want to get my sweet lady kisses on tonight so Britt better not put me in the dog house."
Puck chuckled gently, aware that any loud noise could ruin the whole plan, "We'll be cool babe, don't worry. Hooah?" He held his fist out as he spoke, I felt comforted by the fact that he actually spoke in our army slang.
"Hooah." I pressed my fist to his before taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. This is it.
I gripped the handle with shaky hands and twisted it slowly, careful to make as little noise as possible. It opened with the tiniest creek and I pushed it gently, grateful that the doors had obviously been greased earlier this year.
I squeezed Puck's hand gently in my as we made our way quietly down the stairs, side by side. I could hear the movie playing gently down the stairs and was glad to know it was Mean Girls, something that everyone had watched countless times so they wouldn't be pissed that we'd ruined their watching.
We both peeked around the corner of the stairs to see everyone's positions. Both beds were filled, Finn's on the left with Finn, obviously, snuggled with Rachel and Mike with Tina laying in-between his legs. Kurt's bed on the right had both Kurt and Blaine cuddled together with Brittany and Quinn laying their heads close together on Blaine's stomach. I felt my heart rate pick up at the sight of them, tears slowly building as my feelings started to become over-whelming. I knew Puck had just seen them too because his hand squeezed mine tightly as he made to move into sight, I pulled him back sharply though, just a little more time to see everyone before it got chaotic. Artie was here too, much to my surprise, he was sitting in his chair next to Finn's bed Sam lying with his back against the bed, Mercedes curled softly under his arm.
I took a minute to gather myself, shit was about to go cray-cray and I did not want to cry in front of anyone, we were soldiers for god's sake, it was our duty to be strong. I looked up to Puck's eager eyes and nodded my head. We both stepped out from around the corner, releasing each other's, standing side by side as our glee family turned their heads in confusion.
"Oh my god!" Everyone's jaws dropped, frozen in place at the fact that we were here and I could help but grin and glance at Puck to see him do the same.
"Santana!" "Puck!" Our names were both squealed in unison as Quinn and Brittany shot up from their positions and clambered as fast as they could towards us. We stepped down the rest of the steps as they hurtled towards us and the next thing I knew I was wrapped in a bone-crushing by my girlfriend, legs around my waist and everything.
"Baby, I missed you so much." I buried my head deeper into her shoulder, my hat slipping off in the process, and tightened my on her back, there was no way I was letting her go. "I love you, I love you so much, Britt-Britt" I whispered as my voice cracked.
She clung impossibly tighter, weeping softly into my shoulder, "I love you so much, San." We stayed there for what seemed like hours, just clung together in the entrance to the basement, kissing occasionally before holding even tighter, neither of us able to believe that we were in each other's arms.
I eventually set her down onto the floor and looked to Puck to find him already staring at me with tears in his eyes, I'm sure I looked the same. I let go of Britt as he let go of Quinn, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. I turned to the rest of the guys to find they all had tears in their eyes at our small reunion, Tina with her hand gripped to her mouth to stop herself from sobbing.
"Satan!" I heard shouted from the right, but before I could turn I found myself with an armful of Kurt Hummel. I laughed loudly as I gripped him tightly,
"I missed you so much buddy, you don't even understand." He held me tighter as he began sobbing through a laugh. "Come on, group hug everyone, don't just sit there like gormless fucking zombie's, only Finn can get away with that." I grinned cheekily as everyone laughed through their tears, stumbling over each other to pull me and Puck into the tightest group hug known to man.
We all stayed like that for what seemed like hours, the movie still playing softly in the background, barely heard over sobbing voices and 'I love you's' and 'I missed you so much's'. It was definitely safe to say that me and Puck are loved a lot by the ones we call family. I pulled back slightly to get a good look at everyone's faces. Artie was looking pretty pleased that we were both ok, Tina had tears in her eyes and the largest grin I had ever seen on her face, Mike looked like he could break out into a celebration dance at any second by the bouncing around he was doing, Sam was looking super pleased, though I am surprised his trouty mouth hasn't swallowed us all whole, Mercedes has this huge grin on her face that could light up the world as she snuggles in deeper to my side, I definitely have missed this bitch. Blaine is trying his best to comfort a sobbing Kurt as he keeps his smile in check, giving me a cheeky wink every time he catches my eye, Finn and Rachel are looking pretty ecstatic, Rachel with tears trailing down her face and Finn with his dopey grin in place. Quinn and Brittany are still pretty much the same, Brittany clinging onto me like a lifeline with her head snuggled in the curve of my neck, not that I'm complaining.
"Right everyone, as sappy as this group hug is I really need to sit down, my feet are fucking killing me," I winced slightly as I shifted on my feet, my ankles felt like they were about to collapse in the fucking boots.
"Damn straight, San. I swear I want to burn these fucking boots." He ruffled my hat-hair over Britt's shoulder causing everyone to laugh.
"Don't start Puckerman, you know I can whup your ass into next week," I winked at him as I pinched his tricep, it hurts so bad being pinched there.
He squealed girlishly as he jumped backward rubbing the back of him arm in pain though he was still laughing. Everyone took this as the queue that the group hug was over and went back to similar positions that they were in before we had arrived, though Sam and Mercedes had their backs against the wall opposite Finn's bed to have a good view of us all.
There were a few minutes of comfortable silence as Puck and I found our places to sit, me squished between Kurt and Britt on Kurt's bed and Puck with his back against the wall with Quinn snuggled between his legs in a similar position to Sam and Mercedes.
"So, what was it like out there?" Finn's question broke the silence, though he earned a slap from Rachel for being so forward. I chuckled gently,
"Hey it's fine Rachel, we don't mind," I spoke softly as the memories began to swirl behind my eyes…
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