A/N: I am sorry, but I don't think I happen to have the ability to write in iambic pentameter, so I'm just going to write this like you or I would talk today. Forgive me! p.s. A Midsummer Night's Dream=Totally not my property. Disclaimer and all that.
Oberon was sitting alone on the riverbed, staring off into space. He was absorbed in thought. Lately, it seemed, there was trouble between himself and Tatiana. She was distant, and he was afraid that she'd found out about-But no. There was no chance of that. For how could she know? There was no one who would tell her…Unless…
"Oberon?" Puck said, coming up behind him and interrupting his thought process. Sitting beside him, he frowned as he looked at the expression on his face. "Is something wrong?"
"Did you tell her?" Was all he said in reply. He had no doubt that Puck would not betray him that way, but he had to ask.
"No." Puck replied seriously. "I would never even dream it. But…Why do you ask? Did she say something?"
"No. But lately things have not been the same, and I fear that she does know something. I just cannot figure out how." He paused, and gave Puck a tender look. "I never did think you would tell her. I just-"
"I understand." Puck replied. "I would probably have asked, too." He smiled, rather sadly. He did not want Oberon to be so upset. And he had to admit, he was more than a little jealous. He of course knew that the relationship he and Oberon shared was not nearly as…important as the one Oberon and Tatiana shared, but he thought it ought to mean something more than a dark secret. He sometimes liked to think that Oberon actually preferred Puck to Tatiana. But he knew not to believe that, because it would only end up hurting him.
"Puck?" Oberon said. He was standing, and he seemed like he had just asked a question Puck did not hear or was not paying enough attention to.
"Yes?" He replied, standing as well.
"I-" Oberon stopped himself. He settled instead on a kiss.
Puck's hands entangled themselves in Oberon's hair, while Oberon's hands rested gently on puck's hips. They were kissing for awhile when Oberon heard something rustling in the bushes, and he quickly jumped apart from Puck.
Puck blushed, and turned away as Oberon went to inspect the noise. Seeing that he was just being paranoid, he turned back to where Puck had been standing, but he was already gone.
