[Kurt]
For the first time in a long time, Kurt is actually woken up by an alarm. Noah barely grunts and turns over. He'd set it last night, even though asking Sebastian what time he needed to be up had gotten him snapped at, for some reason. But whatever, he'd slept through the night! Blaine was his friend again! Noah was back in his house! High school was almost over! His job interview was today! He'd get to see David! So what if Sebastian Smythe was a jerk, isn't that the status quo?
He'd actually thought that they'd been getting along lately, but last night he'd refused to even glance in Kurt's direction and seemed annoyed by Kurt's persistent existence. It probably didn't help that he'd gone last in the shower and had only had lukewarm water.
Kurt gets up and walks over to Sebastian's bed, tapping him lightly on the shoulder when he makes no move to get up. "Sebastian. Sebastian! Sebastian!"
"What?!"
Kurt jumps back a little, then says, "It's 5:30, the alarm went off. If you're going to make it to school on time, you need to wake up."
Sebastian glares at him and Kurt backs away a little, then he huffs and just turns away from him. If he wants to be an asshole for no reason, let him. Who even gives a damn?
Kurt grabs his outfit for the day and retreats into the bathroom to wash his face, brush his teeth, and change his clothes. It's as he's putting the finishing touches on his outfit that he notices that something is off with the hanging shelf in the shower. He walks closer and gasps when he sees the problem. Grabbing the bottle, he runs back out into his room. Sebastian has actually managed to get himself up, get dressed in a fresh Dalton uniform, and is working on his hair standing near the vanity. Him being almost ready to leave doesn't help with Kurt wanting to strangle him.
"You! You took the last shower last night, right?!"
"God don't remind me. It was freezing by the end so I'm definitely not going last again."
Biting his tongue, Kurt forces out, "Did. You. Use. My. Shower. Gel?!"
By this point, Noah is sitting up in bed, blinking blearily and he can hear movement from Finn and Sam's room. Sebastian just glances at the bottle in Kurt's hand and shrugs. "Yeah, I forgot to grab mine and they use Axe. If I wanted to smell like a stripper, I'd find a pole to dance on."
Kurt can feel the blood drain from his face as he sees Sam, out of the corner of his eye, freeze on just the other side of the bathroom door. Knowing that Sebastian probably doesn't know what he's just said, he quickly recovers and charges forward, getting into Sebastian's face.
"That's not funny asshole, and you left the lid off the bottle! You knocked it over and it spent all night going down the drain! This shit costs like $40!" By this point, Kurt is so mad that he's barely keeping his voice below a decibel that would crack glass.
Sebastian sneers, "Jesus fuck, your such a priss, Hummel. Who cares? Buy another bottle."
"Buy anoth- are you fucking kidding me?! Why should I spend $40 just because you're an asshole?! You buy another bottle!" Kurt can see that Noah has woken up and is glaring at them, but is leaving it to Kurt to handle. He can also see Sam has been joined by Finn, both watching warily.
Sebastian snaps, "Fine! You know what, here." He walks around Kurt and grabs his wallet out of his gym bag, already packed for the trip back to school. He gets out a $100 bill and throws it in Kurt's face, then stepping up close to him saying, "Here Gay Face, now you can buy yourself a new bottle of fucking shower gel. There should even be enough left over for you to pick up some Midol for your cramps and a frilly pink tutu. It'd be better than the shit you usually wear."
Before Kurt can say or do anything, Noah is up and standing toe to toe with Sebastian. Kurt can also see that Finn is being restrained by Sam in the bathroom, Sam hissing in his ear, probably telling Finn to calm down. Noah gets right up in Sebastian's face saying, "It's time to go, asshat. Run back to that school while you can still fucking walk. You've got about 30 seconds to be in your car before I break your fucking kneecaps."
Sebastian pales at the dead seriousness on Noah's face and turns around, grabbing his bag and keys and walking quickly from the room. A few seconds later they hear the front door slam. Sam finally lets Finn go, who rushes up to Kurt and asks if he's okay. Sam goes to the window to make sure Sebastian left.
Noah walks up to Kurt and touches his arm, "Are you okay, Princess?"
Kurt flinches at the nickname and says lowly, "Please, don't call me that right now."
Before Finn can punch Noah, which it looks like will be any second, Noah reaches out and grabs Kurt in a tight hug. "No. That douche isn't changing a damn thing about you or the way we treat you. Nothing he says matters. None of that shit was true. He fucked up. He broke the rules, and he should know better. New guy or not, we told him. If he was going to use your shit he should have at least taken care of it. This whole thing is on him, babe. You did nothing wrong."
Kurt grabs Noah's back, a small sob escaping the tight hold he'd held on it. At the tiny sound, he's suddenly surrounded. Finn glomps onto him immediately from behind him, having been standing so close, and he's shortly followed by Sam who squeezes under Finn's much larger arms to hold him from the side.
After only a few minutes, Kurt calms down, realizing that having the support of these guys, one of which had once said something not so different, meant way more than anything Sebastian could say or do to him. When he straightens up as much as he can, they all take a step back to give him room to breathe. Noah reaches over and wipes the few tears that escaped from his face, kissing him on the cheek and saying, "Okay, after that rude awakening, I really have to piss."
When the door shuts, Kurt shakes his head and a small laugh bubbles out. Finn steps up beside him and gives him a quick side hug and says, "I'm going to go get some cereal. Are you okay now?"
Kurt smiles and replies, "Yeah, I'm fine Finn. Thank you for trying to help."
After he walks out, Kurt finally turns to the last man standing. "I'm so sorry Sam. I'm pretty sure he didn't know what he was saying when he said it. Even if he did, fuck him."
Sam actually laughs at this, giving Kurt a sheepish smile, "Yeah, fuck him. It's okay, I've heard it before from people who did know. If I can forgive Blaine, I can forgive him some day too. Ya know, if he ever actually pulls his head out of his ass. I'm honestly way more pissed off about what he said to you. I just didn't want Finn to get in trouble with Burt and I knew you and Puck could handle it. Although he rendered you kinda moot."
Kurt wipes one last year away and laughs, "Yeah well, every now and then it's nice to be protected. Not that I needed it of course."
"Of course!" Sam smiles and tugs Kurt in for a long lasting, tight hug, burying his face in Kurt's neck. Naturally, that's when Noah comes back out of the bathroom, clearly having taken the time to brush his teeth and get ready for school.
"Hey! Hands off! Stop using sympathy to try and steal my princess!" Noah glares at Sam as he walks over to the dresser that he keeps a few sets of clothes in. He puts on a pair of jeans but he's obviously a couple shirts short. "Dammit babe, did you have to steal so many? I didn't have that many here. Hey, Stephen Tyler, get your hands off my man and go get me a shirt to borrow."
Laughing at Puck's glare, Sam pats Kurt on the ass before releasing him. Then he winks at a shirtless Puck and walks back into the bathroom, finally getting to finish what he went in there for a good 15 minutes ago.
Puck starts muttering to himself and grabs his hair wax, moving to the vanity to fix his mohawk, using very little because he knows Kurt likes it better natural. Kurt smiles to himself and looks around the room. He notices that Sebastian didn't make the bed before he left, so he sighs and goes about doing it himself. I don't want to look at it all week and remember this moment.
When he leans back up, he feels Noah's chest press against him, and soon he's wrapped in his arms with Noah pushing his forehead down on Kurt's shoulder. "Don't listen to him, Princess. You're perfect just the way you are. Tutus and all."
Kurt finally let's himself relax completely. He should have known Noah would notice the tenseness, even if Finn and Sam hadn't. "How do you always know when I'm still on edge, even if no one else can see it?"
"Easy, your ass is clenched tighter than usual."
The deadpan statement manages to shock a loud laugh out of Kurt. Smacking Noah on the arm, he finally steps away from him, bending down to grab the slightly crumpled $100 bill.
"So what are you going to do with that? Give it back? I have a location suggestion on where we put it." Noah still seems mad enough to hit something, so Kurt wisely doesn't indulge in agreeing with him. Noah goes back to getting ready, putting on the shirt that Sam tosses at him through the bathroom door.
"Oh no, I'll be buying new shower gel with it. Along with some... other things. Just trust me on this. He's going to regret giving me quite this much. In fact, I'll even chip in some of my own money. New York be damned, this is worth it." Smirking in a way that gives Noah chills, Kurt gathers up his school bag and grabs Noah's hand, leading him downstairs, "Okay, let's go swear Finn and Sam to silence. If this gets back to dad he won't let Sebastian back in the house, and then how would I get revenge?"
"Oh God, if I didn't hate that bastard with a fiery passion right now, I'd actually feel sorry for him." Noah shakes his head. Sebastian really doesn't know who he's fucking with.
By the time they pull up to the school, the boys have mostly forgotten about that morning's drama. Thankfully they had plenty of time to eat and then go out for coffee, so even the slight redness is gone from Kurt's eyes by the time they are supposed to meet up. He's standing beside the Navigator waiting for Dave to pull up when Blaine walks over.
"Hey! Why protection brigade? Surely Karofsky won't need this much help this early?" Blaine looks around at the three boys that haven't moved farther than ten feet away from Kurt since they got out of the car. Kurt sighs,
"Guys, it's okay. I'll be fine. The big bad Warbler can't get me here. You can go."
Finn inches closer and says, "Are you sure, bro? I can hang out just in case. Something might happen with Karofsky, too." Sam also looks reluctant to go.
"We'll be fine. I'm assuming Noah couldn't be wedged away with a crowbar, and I've got Blaine, and David can take care of himself. Shoo!" Nodding, they finally go to step away, Finn slapping him lightly on the back and Sam squeezing his hand briefly before taking off. As they leave, Noah moves in closer and throws an arm around his shoulder, pulling Kurt a little closer.
"So, now that you guys are talking, PDA is okay right?"
Kurt sighs, "Noah, you're going to give people the wrong impression. About both of us."
Noah scoffs loudly, "Who gives a shit what they think? I'm losing you in a few short weeks, you don't plan to date anyone else between now and New York, so fuck it. I don't care what any of these losers say."
Blaine smiles, "Well put! And honestly, I think it's cute that you guys are so close. It was a little worrying when we were dating, but now I just find you guys adorable!"
Noah glares and mumbles, "Stupid hobbit. 'M not adorable. I'm a badass."
Kurt just smiles and smacks Noah on the arm. He's just about to pull out his phone and text David to find out where he is when he sees his truck turn into the lot. Pulling into the space beside the Nav, David steps out and notices that Noah looks tense and Blaine looks ready to defend. Defend who isn't clear. Kurt just ignores them and steps out from under Noah's arm to walk up to David, and pull him down for a quick hug.
As he's backing away Kurt whispers, "Don't worry, we've got your back." He smiles at David and then turns back to Noah and Blaine. "Okay, so we need to hit the office first, then probably the teachers' lounge so I can look for Coach Sue and warn my teachers that I won't be in class today."
Noah steps back up to Kurt and puts his arm back around his shoulder, leading him inside the school. David glances at Blaine, who shrugs, and then they follow. If everyone in eyesight is staring at them, a few with hostile glares, they seem not to notice.
Kurt sits in the library at school and tries to prepare himself mentally. Lunch starts in five minutes. It's been a long day already, and they're only half way through it. This morning Noah and Blaine had walked them around until Kurt managed to get notes from Coach Sue and track down all of his teachers. Then they'd walked Kurt and David to his pre-cal class. Who knew David was that good at math?
Kurt had just sat in the back re-reading 'Sense and Sensibility'. He really needed to be reminded that there was romance in the world and that sometimes, the good guys won. He'd told Blaine and David about what Sebastian had said and done that morning, and while Blaine looked like he was ready to drive to Westerville to take Sebastian apart, David had looked shocked for a few seconds before shaking his head sadly and saying, "Make sure you kick him in the balls before you let him apologize, Fancy."
Kurt was so surprised by David's comment that he said, "What makes you think he'll apologize? Or that I'd listen if he did?"
Which only got him a smirk and a "Because I know you both. He won't be able to stomach the guilt and you could never hold a grudge the way you're supposed to."
Kurt realizes that he's spending yet more time thinking about Sebastian 'Douchebag' Smythe, and forcibly gets up and makes sure everything is packed up before the bell rings. Between first and second period, it had been Finn and Mike who'd walked them to the library, showing up about two minutes before class ended.
They wait near the door. Less than a minute before the bell Noah, Sam, and Artie all walk or roll in to get them. As they go down the hall, Kurt notices the looks a bit more than he did this morning, but to be fair, it might not even be David they're staring at.
This morning, Noah had walked through the school with his arm on Kurt's shoulder. Now it's around his waist. Kurt flushes a little, but doesn't stop the possessive hold. He just pretends not to notice anything is different. They walk in and after getting their food, sit at the glee table. Kurt goes to sit next to David but Noah beats him to it. Before he can tell him to move over, Noah reaches out and grabs Kurt around the waist again and for the second time that week, pulls him down into his own lap.
Kurt is now roughly the shade of a tomato. He turns slightly and slaps Noah on the arm but makes no move to get up. Everyone at the table is staring at them and Kurt is kind of afraid to look at the rest of the room. When no one actually says anything about it, Kurt eventually relaxes and turns to put his feet under the table, relaxing back against Noah's shoulder and grabbing his sandwich.
Most of the gleeks knew, at least a bit, of their close friendship, even if they'd never actually witnessed it. Everyone tenses again when Blaine comes over with his tray. He sits next to David and leans around him to ask, "So, you guys do know you're in public, right? Seriously, you should see the faces of every jock not sitting at this table. It's not pretty. It's like half of them are trying to remember if or when they've ever exposed their junk to Puck and the others are just confused."
David snorts. "I swear, it's like Puck's trying to steal my spotlight." Then he says, in his best Kurt impression, "You bitch!"
Kurt busts out in giggles and slaps David while Puck just smirks, "Come on, there's enough homophobia to go around, we can share!"
Kurt gives a long-suffering sigh. "I need new friends." He pouts at the rest of the table.
Finally recovering from all of the weirdness they're seeing today, it's Santana who says, "So Hair-gel here has no problem with watching his ex-boyfriend of less than a month ago be felt up by the male Lindsay Lohan?"
Before Kurt or Noah could comment, "Actually, that'd be kind of hot. What do you say guys, need one more?" Blaine winks.
Kurt is off giggling again and can't manage to stop himself. Everyone else at the table, including Puck, looks like they're about to explode into a giant pile of 'WTF'. Blaine has loosened up a lot more than people really know since Kurt helped him remove the stick from his ass. Whether or not I then put it back, is not their business.
His own thought makes Kurt almost fall off Noah's lap as he doubles up laughing. Blaine says, "Uh oh, I know that laugh. He's thinking dirty thoughts. Share please?"
That sobers him up enough to sit back up, calm down and say, "Oh Gaga, trust me, you don't want me saying that in front of the straight boys. Especially while they're eating. To answer your question, Santana, yes, Blaine is okay with me and Noah. We talked about it yesterday. Blaine and I are just really good friends now, neither of us regret the break up."
"Except for the sex. I'll miss the sex." Blaine says this with a dreamy far-off expression on his face.
Kurt flushes again and turns to David, "David, hun, be a dear and slap Blaine for me, I can't reach him."
David just laughs and says, "I ain't in it, Fancy." Which leads to Blaine sticking his tongue out at Kurt and hiding behind David's arm when Kurt glares at him.
Kurt sighs again, "I really need new friends."
After lunch they'd been walked to French class by most of the gleeks. French is a class they actually would have shared, and they sit in the back. David finishes his exam pretty quickly so he and Kurt both sit in the back of the room and read.
For the last class, they are walked back to the library, Mike and Sam making conversation with David about football. They'd have to wait in the library for the end of the day. He only needed to take three exams and the teacher for his AP English and Comp class, which he should be in now, is absent today. He'll need to come back on Friday.
Kurt is a little worried about David making a return trip. Favorite Cheerio or not, Kurt doubts he can get written notes for everyone again. He's sure his own teacher won't have a problem letting him out of his last class but getting someone to walk with them may be a problem. Deciding to talk to Noah about it later, he starts talking to David about what he plans to do next year.
He's just finished telling Kurt about him getting into OSU on a partial football scholarship when they're joined by not just Noah and Finn, but Sam and Blaine, too. He rolls his eyes. "Really? Don't you think five guards are a little excessive?"
"Depends, Princess. Who do you think is the fifth guard? You or Yogi?" Noah smirks and goes to carry Kurt's bag for him.
Kurt stands in a huff and puts it on himself, grabbing David's hand and pulling him away from the table. Without another word he stomps out of the library with David, glaring at anyone that looks at them funny. The other boys shake themselves and manage to catch up before Kurt clears the front doors, headed for the parking lot.
They can see some of the hockey team hanging out and being very unsubtle only about five spaces away from Kurt and David's trucks, but there are only four puckheads and there are six of them, so they pass without trouble. Kurt has just hugged David again and is telling him he'll figure something out for Friday, when he hears someone walk up behind him.
He turns to find Azimio glaring at Kurt. Before he can say anything, Azimio changes his glare to David, "Really, dude? You come back here after this long and you hang out with the gleeks all day? Don't say shit to me? Act like I don't even fucking exist, then you're just gonna bail?"
David shifts from foot to foot and says, "Z, you told me you never wanted to talk to me again. I'm just doing what you fucking wanted."
Azimio looks like he's getting steadily more and more pissed off. He gestures to Kurt, "Oh, so because I was pissed that all the sudden you're a homo, you run off with fairy boy here and-"
After the day Kurt's had, he can't help it, he flinches at the words. It's only a little jolt, but it's enough. Before he can react, Noah and Finn are stalking up to Azimio, Sam has put his hand on Kurt's back and Blaine has moved in front of him. None of this affects David, who yells, "Stop!"
Noah and Finn actually stutter to a halt and turn to face him, but he wasn't talking to them. David steps forward and gets into Azimio's face, speaking lowly, "I've always been a 'homo'. I was a homo when we were in the fifth grade and you broke your leg, when I spent all summer with you being bored because I didn't want you to be alone. I was a homo every time we shared a locker room, and guess what, asshole? You're not my type." Kurt actually smiles at this. "I've never checked you out, I've never liked you, I've never thought of you that way, because you were like a brother to me. And when I needed you most, you called me a fag and told me to leave you the fuck alone. So no. I didn't talk to you today. What the fuck did you expect?"
David is visibly shaking, "When I was laying in that hospital bed and my world was crumbling, all you did was tell me to fuck off. That 'fairy boy' has more balls than you and every other guy in this school, combined. He helped me when all he should have done was tell me to go to hell. He was there for me in a way you should have been. So if you have a problem with me being gay, or being friends with Fancy, go fuck yourself. I don't give a shit."
For a tense few seconds, no one moves. Eventually Azimio glares at David and then stalks off without another word. Kurt moves away from Sam and Blaine and hugs David again. "Thank you."
David hugs him back and picks him up a little, causing a shrill cry in his ear. "Don't mention it, Fancy."
That night, Kurt is laying in bed, thinking about the fucked up mess that was his day and missing Noah. There's got to be a way to convince Dad to let him over even when Meerkat isn't here... It's not like he has anything to actually worry about. Besides, what does he think will happen? I told him years ago, I can't get pregnant. Jeez.
Eventually, he hears a knock on the door and sits up. When he calls out for whoever it is to come in, Sam steps inside and comes to sit next to Kurt on the edge of the bed.
"Are you okay?"
Kurt smiles at him, "Yeah, I'm fine, Sam. It's just been a very long day. Luckily I managed to get enough shower gel out of the bottle for tonight but I'll have to hit Columbus tomorrow. I need to pick up some other stuff anyway."
Sam shifts closer and leans against Kurt, "How are Puck's lessons going?"
"Well enough. We didn't have much time today, so we stuck to paperwork and office crap. He thinks he can't do it, but I know he can."
"Yeah, he'll be fine. It'll just take some getting used to. Hey, didn't you have a job interview today?"
"Yep! You're looking at the proud new employee of the Lima Bean. I won't start for a couple weeks, but that's fine. It gives me time to shop for work clothes. Which I can do while I'm in Columbus tomorrow! This all works out." Kurt actually looks excited for his trip now.
"Well, that's awesome! I'm glad you're going to be getting out of the house. At least you're not all mopey. And hey! Nationals this weekend!"
"Whoo! We leave on Friday, so after I meet up with David, I can just grab my bag from the car and head over to the bus."
"I'm surprised Burt isn't being more reluctant about us not being here for Friday night dinner. He seems like he's not bothered at all." Sam seems legitimately confused by this statement and Kurt kind of wants to facepalm.
"Sam... honey, they're a married couple that live with three to five teenage boys at all times. Next Friday, said boys are all going somewhere else for the night. Why do you think they're excited?"
Sam blinks for a few seconds before his face morphs into a horrified stare. Then he breaks into loud chuckles and says, "Oh God. Gross. Ugh, why did you have to tell me? Ignorance is bliss, man."
Kurt just shakes his head and pats Sam on the knee. His dad had told them all at dinner that night that since they wouldn't be here this weekend, Sebastian has arranged to stay Friday night with David. He didn't say anything about Saturday night, but it's not like it matters, they'd be in Chicago. Sunday morning they'll be on a bus, on their way back from nationals. Hopefully with one less seat, filled with a giant trophy.
"Okay, well, since you're done with your shower, I'm going to jump in before Finn realizes how late it is. Have fun in Columbus tomorrow!" As Sam walks out, Kurt gets a sudden inspiration.
Pulling out his phone, Kurt calls up Mercedes, "Hey Boo, you busy after school tomorrow? I need a shopping buddy."
[Sebastian]
When Sebastian stomps into his dorm room on Monday night he's so fed up with his life at this moment that he can't see straight. Without thinking it through, he throws his lacrosse stick and helmet across the room and goes to rip off his jersey. Damn it. He didn't even stop at the locker room to grab his shit. As he tears off his pads and throws them down by the desk he thinks back to the practice he just ran out on. He knows, logically, that Chad had made a legal hit. He had no reason to push him, let alone punch him. Luckily the team broke them up before they could get helmets off. The last thing he needed was to explain having a black eye or busted lip when he got to the Hudson-Hummel house.
Remembering, Sebastian sighs and rubs a hand through his hair. How the fuck am I going to explain to Père that I can't go back there? He'll have to come home, which will piss off Grand-mère. Especially if she finds out why. God, so much for her oh-so-inspired plan. He has no doubt in his mind that the boys will have told Burt and Carole what went on. Kurt will probably have demanded that Sebastian not be let back into the house, let alone his room.
Glancing at the clock and doing a quick calculation, Sebastian figures it's probably too late to call, but what the hell, if he's not up, he'll leave a message. His père answers on the third ring,
"Hello? Sebastian?"
"Hey, Père."
"Hey! Is everything okay? I wanted to call earlier, but didn't you have practice today?"
"Yeah, I got in a fight and bailed. My head is a little too messed up to be dealing with pissed off lax players."
"Messed up? What's wrong? I thought the weekend went well?"
"Uh, who told you that?" He must have talked to Burt last night or something. Dammit. Now I have to tell him it was my fault this morning, if he knows everything was fine when they talked.
"Actually, I just got off the phone with Burt about 20 minutes ago. He said you even made dinner last night. That's great! You hardly ever cook." Stephan sounds genuinely excited, like nothing in the world is wrong.
Sebastian is at a loss. Wait, what? Burt didn't tell my dad what happened? Or... they didn't tell Burt. Why the hell wouldn't they tell Burt?
"Well, it doesn't make sense to cook big family meals for just two people." Sebastian is still confused."So, that's all Burt said? That things went well and I made dinner last night?"
"He said you were a good kid, a bit like another friend of Kurt's, Puckerman?" Okay, so it's good that they didn't rat me out, but for fuck's sake, please don't compare me to Kurt's boy toy.
"Well... that's... um... okay, yeah. Things went great. Even Ladyf- Kurt was more tolerable that I thought he would be."
"That's great, son! I'd let you talk to Mère, but she's asleep by now. I really should be too, she's dragging me out for breakfast tomorrow."
Yeah, no shit. It being so late was the only reason I risked it. The last thing I need right now is her breathing down my neck. "That's cool, Père. I actually gotta go, I've got to get a shower before everyone let's out of practices."
"Okay, son. I'll talk to you in a few days, alright?"
"Sure, sure. Bye, Père."
After Sebastian hangs up the phone, he stares at it for almost a full minute before making a decision. While he waits on Burt to answer, he wipes his palms off on his shorts,
"Hello?"
"M-Mr. Hummel? It's Sebastian."
"Hey kid! Didn't see ya this morning, I guess you left before I woke up. What's up?"
Sebastian breathes out slowly, "I wanted to talk to you about this Friday. I was wondering, since the guys will be gone, if you'd like for me to stay with a friend?"
I can't face anyone in that house right now. Even if they don't know what happened. Especially if they don't know.
A/N: Okay, so a quick thing I'd like to point out is that I totally ripped off a line of this from Sukunami. She wrote mostly Seifer/Squall, which was my first pairing. The line stolen was the comment Puck made about Kurt clenching his ass, which I stole from her story Game Restart. If you haven't read her stuff, you really should. She's amazing. (I also stole the way I determine who the focus of the story is from her...)
