Beta-ed by:IchigoPudding

Step Forward

The next school day starts like many others for Kurt. When he leaves his car he can see the bunch of idiots waiting for him to start the daily dumpster toss but something is different, there's something wrong with that picture, one of the idiots is missing. Despite that, he keeps walking like he doesn't care about what's coming next; but it turns out that he really doesn't know what's coming next.

The bunch of apes start to walk towards Kurt who stops instantly, grabbing the strap of his bag tightly.

"Hey butterfly, looks like you need a big junk shower!" one of the idiots shouts, laughing with the others.

"Enough, this kid owes me a favor and I need him in one piece," Puck yells towards them.

"It's just a little shower Puckerman, it's not like we'll beat him up."

"Just back off idiots, come on Hummel," he said with a nod and Kurt follows him without having to think about it twice.

"Why did you help me? I didn't owe you anything."

"Well…" says Puck with malicious smile, turning to face a very confused Kurt. "Now you do."

"I'm sorry but I don't understand…"

"I need you to tell me who the baby's father is."

"Why? It is none of your business now."

"Look, what about if you are lying to me?" Puck asks, leaning on a locker crossing his arms over his chest.

"Why would I lie to you? I never lie," snapped Kurt, playing with his fingers and raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah," Kurt responds suspiciously.

"Okay. So… are you gay?" – Puck asks with a malevolent grin.

"WHAT is your point?" He puts a lot of emphasis in the first word.

"My point is that you even lie to yourself, but let me put this to you very clearly; you don't fool anyone."

"I have had enough of this crap," Kurt says turning around but Puck grabs him by the arm.

"Watch your tongue, Hummel."

"Look, I'm not gay and I don´t know who that guy is because I couldn't see him, just his awful bag. Can I go now?"

Puck doesn't know what he is supposed to feel, to do. He was so confused, his thoughts are that if he knew who the father was that he maybe he'd feel better, but he doesn't even know why he feels so bad; sad and angry… so frustrated and Kurt can see all of those feelings in Puck's expression.

"Why are you so worried? If the baby had been yours you'd be in trouble, you should be happy. Or… do you really love Quinn so badly?"

"She as evil as me, we just fit together, but she kept refusing me like she was better than me, like Finn was better… like I'm not worth anything… if that baby was mine she…"

"She would be at your level? Look, she is just hurting your ego, not your feelings. And God knows that ego is everything to guys like you, and you have to work on that part."

"What do you mean?" Puck asks, a mix between curiosity and anger.

"Regardless of your 'bad-ass-ness'… You have to get a better concept of yourself."

"What?" Now Puck is just confused.

"What I´m trying to say is that, if you really think that you don't deserve better things, and I don´t know why because you are cool, strong and tall and all those things that a man needs to …" - Kurt realized that he was blabbing and that made him blush… and Puck noticed that and can't hide a weird pleased smile. – "Okay… You are a good guy Puck, don´t let that bunch of idiots make you think the opposite and don't let them bring you down. You have a lot of potential. Don´t waste it following those losers."

Puck can't move he was frozen in his place watching while Kurt turns around and goes to his class.

"What the fuck?" was his first thought… and then, "Kurt Hummel, Kurt Hummel, Kurt Hummel" were his next thoughts all day long to the point that he even can't remember what he was worried about before. All that Puck had in his insides now is a warm feeling that he cannot understand. He walks by the hallway in the third period break and looks at Finn and Quinn whispering worriedly. 'Love you guys, but fuck the hell with you, I'm feeling great,' he thinks to himself, smiling at them while he passes by.

The next day started weird for Kurt. First, no idiots at sight, second; and probably the weirdest thing until now, Puck was sitting in the math classroom just next to Kurt's seat. But Kurt never thought that what came next would happen.

"Okay guys, here are the results of the first period exams," announces the teacher giving the exam sheets out to the students. When he arrives to Kurt he grabs the sheet quickly and hides it between his notebooks, "I hope you improve it next time," Kurt just smiles ashamed when… - "Good job Puckerman, I hope see you at my class a little bit often."

"It's a long shot sir," Puck replies with an unconcerned smile and looks down at his exam proudly and the teacher goes onto another student. "Stop looking at me like that Hummel," says Puck looking at Kurt, who was very astonished, from the corner of his eye.

"How… how do you…?"

"I did this exam a billion times; I used to take extra lessons, forced by my mom of course, so…"

"Thank god! For a minute I thought that you…" he stops himself there reconsidering the words that he was about to say. "I…I´m glad that you finally decided to come to class… how… how did this happen?"

"I just decided to work on that thing that you said before and I'm really feeling good about it. Thanks dude." He smirks at Kurt's flushed face. "What about you? How did you go?" Puck asks, sending a nod at Kurt's notebooks where he had hidden his exam.

Kurt blushes bright red, and starts to play with the corner of his notebook with his fingers.

"I…I´ve been so distracted so… it didn´t go very well…"

"Let's see," Puck murmurs softly, grabbing Kurt's exam from between the notebooks so fucking fast that Kurt can't react in time. "`C-´? Really? You?! ... A fucking `C-'…"

"Shut up Puck!! If your stupid friend would just notice me, I just-"

Kurt automatically covers his mouth with his hands and gets a crimson red blush all over his face looking at Puck with a pair of wide green eyes. And Puck just looks at Kurt astonished and with his mouth slightly hanging open.
The school bell rings and Kurt rushes outside the classroom.