It's been a while since I last published anything! This will be a series of one-shots, two shots if left on a cliffhanger and demand for next chapter is high... Otherwise all unrelated.
Sorry for any mistakes; I have no beta, and I'm British so please allow for spelling differences (although I will try my best to Americanise them)
Anyway, I hope you like it!
Puck stood staring at Kurt, his hand rubbing his stinging cheek for what felt like a good five minutes before speaking.
"Dude what the fuck was that?"
"That was a slap," Kurt answered, his tone was icy as he eyed Puck with a glare. "You know, when someone raises their hand and hits you with it."
"You can't go round slapping people Hummel, shits not cool bro."
"Well, you can't just go round kissing whoever you want Puckerman," Kurt said as he gestures wildly to the many non-existent invisible people surrounding them.
"Dude you're overreacting-" Puck began before being interrupted by the other boy, at the same time as his hand moved away from his red cheek to sweep through his Mohawk.
"Stop calling me dude, I have a name Puck! And how am I overreacting? You're not supposed to kiss me." Kurt paused as he began to gesture widely between the two of them, "you're supposed to kiss girls."
"You saying you didn't like it?" A smirk pulled on his face as the smaller boy shook his head; he slowly made his way closer to the smaller boy again eyeing him up and down to make sure that none of the other his other limbs came to make contact with him again. "Wanna try again?"
"Yes," Kurt replied, his tone no longer icy but more cautious as he looked at the taller boy warily, semi aware that they were both leaning in, heads tilting in opposite directions as they closed their eyes right before his lips made contact with Pucks.
Let me know what you likeed/hated about it, reviews = encouragment to carry on writing.
