Hi. I suck at life and this is my first completed Glee fanfiction. I'm bad at characterizing the boys because the majority of gleefic that I've read has been femslash. Anyway, this is for a friend and he deserves something better than this sad excuse for a fanfiction but this was the best I could manage~ hiiiii friend~


Kiss with a Fist

Kurt rested his cheek against his palm and sighed. It was one of those glee club assignments and he was paired with Noah Puckerman. They needed to come up with a cheesy duet to meet even cheesier qualifications that Mr. Schuester was so fond of. He would have rather been paired with Mercedes, Brittany even – but all things considered, anyone was better than Rachel Berry. He pitied the poor soul that had to work with the bossy brunette on this one. Kurt sat across from Puck at the table. A messy pile of sheet music was strewn across the table between the two.

"This assignment is stupid," said Puck, shoving the pile of rejected sheet music to Kurt's side of the table.

Kurt rolled his head back dramatically at the other boy's comment.

"Every assignment in this club is stupid."

"Don't overwhelm me with enthusiasm," the smaller boy said, sarcastically. Puck had been unusually irritable ever since glee club ended for the day. Kurt insisted that they stay and work on the assignment to get it finished; they were the only two who had nothing to present. "Look, I don't want to do this anymore than you do. You know how Mr. Schue is. If it were up to me, we'd be recreating a scene from Chicago."

Puck scowled. "Can you stop being so gay for like, two seconds? I can't even hear myself think."

Kurt stuck out his neck. "Is that a serious question?"

"Whatever, this is a waste of time," said Puck. He pushed his chair out and stood. " I don't even know what I'm still in glee club for. Its gone to hell. I'm going home." He started toward the door.

"Wait," said Kurt, standing. If Puck left, they wouldn't have anything to bring to school the next day and Berry would one-up him once again. He wouldn't let the older boy's sudden man-period ruin it - there would be none of that. He followed the tan-skinned boy to the door. "I know the baby daddy drama has been getting to you, Puck, but that's not even-"

Before he could finish, the breath caught in his throat as he suddenly found his collar in Puck's angry grasp and no sooner were their faces only inches apart. Kurt's eyes widened in shock as he felt Puck's hot breath in his own mouth. The kiss came to an abrupt halt but before Kurt had an opportunity to process what had just happened, he found the force of Puck's fist knocking him across the classroom and into a throng of empty chairs.

As Puck stormed angrily out of the room, Kurt gently touched his jaw, where he could feel the bruise already beginning to form.

He was having second thoughts about Noah Puckerman.