Ok sorry for taking sooooo long to update, I couldn't figure out where I wanted to go with this. I am not sure I am 100% satisfied so please please please let me know what you think. I still don't own Glee.
Kurt wanted to lock Noah away in a safe warm room, protecting him from the evils of high school, which Noah had yet to see the true face of.
"Kurt," Noah's soft voice brought him out of his trance. Kurt turned to Noah sharply, his eyes wide still in fear. "Could you loosen your grip? I can't feel my fingers," Kurt looked down and sure enough Noah's hand was a purplish tone.
"I'm sorry," he squeaked nervously, releasing Noah's hand. Noah shook it to get feeling back but he smiled gently and kissed Kurt's lips as though reminding him that they were in this together.
"I love you," Noah whispered and Kurt couldn't help but smile back. The smaller teen wrapped his arms around Noah's waist, burying his face in the muscular chest, inhaling the aftershave scent deeply.
"I love you too," And honestly had Noah not spent so much time with Kurt and his ears gotten used to the rare quietness that was in that statement, Noah would not have heard the gentle declaration. He hissed the gleek's hair, his arms now linked together around Kurt's neck. Kurt could have stayed in that moment forever, secure in Noah's arms.
"We're going to be late," Noah said after several minutes. Kurt almost whimpered at the thought of the rest of the day. Part of Kurt had been extremely selfish in wanting to stay in the closet because Kurt dreaded Noah pushing him away when the unfamiliar insults were thrown at the jock.
"We don't have to do it today," Kurt murmured in a last attempt to keep his boyfriend safe. But as soon as he said he felt Noah tense in pain, and Noah's embraced was ripped away. Kurt's body ached for a moment when the contact was broken.
"Are YOU the one that's ashamed?" There was no anger in Noah's voice, only hurt and sadness.
"NO!" Kurt cried, grabbing the front of Noah's shirt urgently. "I'm-" He cut himself off, staring into Noah's now confused brown eyes. Kurt shut his eyes, trying to push the images of Noah being beaten up, pushed around and called those horrible names, out of head. Instead he felt the tears begin to fall down his cheeks and soft hiccupped sobs hopped out of his throat. He then felt Noah's rough hands hold his face tenderly. He opened his eyes and the hurt and confusion was gone, now Noah's eyes carried only love. He released the shirt that had been in his fist and let his hands travel down to Noah's chest. "I'm scare-d" Kurt whimpered out gently, Noah's touch giving him courage to admit what he hated telling. "I'm scared they're going to hurt you. I'm scared you're going to hate me, I'm scared you're going to resent me." Noah forced him to look him in the eyes.
"Give me a little more credit than that, Kurt," Noah demanded. "I may be a hard headed smart ass, but I love you. And I won't ever blame you for anything that could happened today, or any other day." Kurt bit his bottom lip softly as Noah made his promises. "Nothing those stupid idiots could do or say will change the fact that I love you." Kurt let out a breath he forgot he was holding, throwing his arms around Noah's neck; when he pulled away Noah wiped away the dampness under Kurt's eyes.
"I look a mess, don't I," Kurt groaned. Noah smirked,
"You could never be less than gorgeous." Kurt's lips curled into a grin,
"Well aren't you just begging for a treat?" He crooned, grabbing Noah's collar once again and pulling him to get his mohawked boyfriend's face centimeters from his. Noah smiled and kissed Kurt passionately, enjoying the surprised look on his face.
"I didn't think I ever had to beg." Noah said playfully. Kurt recovered from the kiss quickly and raised an eyebrow and held Noah's collar tighter, just to remind them who was in charge, as if Noah needed to be reminded.
"Don't count on it, Puckerman." Noah laughed softly and grabbed Kurt's free hand, before kissing him once again, this one soft but lasting several seconds. Kurt's heart fluttered at the thought of being able to act this way and talk this way in front of people.
"Still scared?" Noah asked, pulling Kurt's hand from his collar to hold it as well.
"Terrified," Kurt replied, Noah sight softly and kissed Kurt's cheek and started leading them away from under the bleachers and toward the school.
The first person they say was none other than Finn Hudson. Kurt tensed, nearly painfully, his hand gripped Noah's hand like a fox trap and his breath caught.
"Puck?" The taller teen asked, his voice rather high in it's surprise. "Kurt?" Finn's eyes travelled from Noah to Kurt and then down to their joined hands.
"Hello Finn Hudson," sometimes Kurt even surprised himself at how he managed to sound confident, brave and unaffected.
"H-Hi," Finn stuttered, his eyes wide in shock. Noah hadn't said anything until Kurt cleared his throat meaningfully. Noah turned to him and Kurt flicked his head in Finn's direction. Noah inhaled, turning back to Finn,
"Hey, bro, how's it going?" He asked convincingly calm. Kurt paused for a moment, studying Finn's eyes. They were brown, like Noah's, of course Kurt had known for years that both men had brown eyes but he never realized how different they truly were. Finn's were dark and deep, the color of milk chocolate, soft and warm, and carried an innocence that Kurt had once been dying to drown in. Noah's were lighter, more like caramel, smooth and thick, and full of so much sweetness that Kurt just wanted to drink them in always. Kurt smiled, he had always like caramel more than chocolate. He moved his body closer to Noah, loosening his grip into a more loving clasp.
"Fine," Finn's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Just going to find Rachel, she wanted to rehearse." Kurt almost rolled his eyes when Finn's eyes once again went down to their linked hands. "So uh-how long had this," he motioned to them, "been going on?" Noah smirked,
"Four months." Finn didn't say anything back, staring at his friends who just waited, though Kurt unconsciously positioned himself just slightly in front of Noah. Then Finn's face broke into a smile,
"That's cool. I hope you guys are happy. And let me know if I need to remind anyone who really rules this school." He and Noah clapped hands and then pulled into each other what Kurt called a "manly hug", only one arm around each other's back, their other hands still between them. When they pulled apart Finn turned to Kurt, "See you at practice, can't wait for you to smash Rachel in the diva off, though PLEASE don't tell her I said that. But I think you sing it better." Kurt beamed,
"Thanks, Finn. And you're right, I do sing it better." And they all laughed, the tension gone.
"See ya'll," Finn waved and headed into the school. Noah turned to face Kurt, grinning,
"See, completely painless." Kurt rolled his eyes in disbelief,
"That was one person, who is our FRIEND," Kurt said it slowly as though talking to a child.
"Just trying to be an optimist," Noah claimed sweetly.
"And I love you for it," Kurt said, stretching up slightly to kiss him. This kiss was softer and less nervous than their other kisses that day had been.
"What the hell?!" Kurt flinched violently and it made him glad that his face was hidden. Karofsky and three other gorillas stood in front of them and the fear gripped Kurt again, this time nearly cutting off his breathing. Their expressions were surprised for a moment until their lips all turned into hateful sneers. Noah's own expression had changed into tough, mean, badass Puck, but his hand remained in Kurt's. Kurt's face showed only certainty and pride, he popped his hip and waited. "Ha, I always knew there was something off about you Puckerman."
"Well at least it's not stupidity like with you," Noah bit. Kurt sighed,
"Maybe you should leave the comebacks to me, babe." The pet name slipped out before Kurt could stop it, but Noah looked down at him, his eyes once again gentle. Kurt realized Noah was about to playfully stick out his tongue at him, but Puck stopped himself and turned back to the four guys who were chuckling harshly,
"Aww, your girlfriend has to protect you, how cute," Karofsky mocked.
"You're just upset you couldn't get someone as hot as me if you tired." Kurt replied superiorly. Noah laughed, draping his arm over Kurt's shoulder as the four jocks tried to find something else to say back. Finding nothing, Karofsky suddenly grabbed Kurt's arm, wrenching him out of Noah's hold. Kurt gasped softly, but said nothing as the three others surrounded him, blocking him from Noah's view. Noah tensed as soon as Kurt was out of his grasp. He and Karofsky now stood toe to toe.
"Let him go…" Puck growled viciously and the three guys surrounding Kurt all deflated in fear. Karofsky stayed,
"What are you going to do about it, fairy?" Kurt scowled at the name being directed at Noah. Noah revved his fist and it landed on Karofsky's jaw with a loud crack. Two of the three others rushed forward and grabbed Noah, the other held Kurt tightly in his arms. Karofsky started toward Noah but then paused and Noah certainly didn't like the cruel smirk that appeared. Then he turned to Kurt,
"Hold him tight," Karofsky glanced back at Noah who began struggling angrily. "Puckerman's tough, but I'm guessing watching his girlfriend get the shit kicked out of her will change his attitude." He stared at Kurt who glared back. Noah's eyes darkened. Karofsky grabbed Kurt's shoulder and pulled his hand back, ready to lay into the soprano. Noah roared in fury and jerked his arms so hard that for a second he thought he had had his shoulders dislocated but he didn't even care as he rushed forward but it was too late. Kurt had already kicked the guy holding him in the knee cap, sending him to the floor, then Kurt kicked a surprised Karofsky in the groin. Noah stared, panting slightly in surprise and adrenaline. Karofsky moaned in agony at the pain of being kicked, falling to the ground. Kurt then grabbed his shirt ferociously, jerking him to his feet.
"If you EVER touch me or Puck again," Kurt's voice was so low, Noah hardly recognized it. "I will make sure that you can never sure that thing again." And for good measure, kneed him again. Karofsky sank once to the grass. The two guys that had been holding Noah, ran away. Noah continued to stare at Kurt who smirked, "Ready to face the rest of the school?" Noah wrapped his arms around the fiery soprano, kissing him deeply.
"I am dating the hottest person in Lima," Noah stated when they had separated. Kurt grinned and playfully smacked his butt,
"Don't you forget it."
I know it didn't get as far as you wanted, it didn't for me either but I promise there is more to come, and it won't be long. I swear. Please please review.
