"Noah what are you-?" Kurt was cut off by Puck who kissed him. At first he was just shocked but after a few seconds he felt fire! He kissed back with fierce passion. He felt so connected to this person. He felt it was their souls connecting in a physical way. They both moved back a second to breath. They looked into each others eyes and for a moment they knew. They knew that they were the only person the other needed, the other person wanted. He was the one. After another second and their thoughts cleared they kissed again. They same way but with more lust.
Kurt had never felt anything like this before! It felt like fire! He felt like he was just remembering Noah from somewhere, like this is where he belonged. It seemed as if he was searching for Noah his whole life, as if he was that one thing that was supposed to fill that lingering hole that people have until they find the true love. They back from the kiss for another breath.
"Where've you been all my life?" Kurt asked.
"Somewhere without courage." Kurt hummed at that.
"Courage. You think we got any to do this?" Puck sat there for a minute thinking. Sure he wanted to be with Kurt. Yes he was scared of coming out to everyone. They all thought he was still this straight, macho, badass, ladies man that nobody was brave enough to insult. But, in reality, Puck was kind, chivalrous, and absolutely gay. He was in love with Kurt. Secretly he thought that he always dressed nice. Once he could the Glee club he became a little bit more of himself in there. When Karofsky had threatened Kurt and he was about to switch schools, he wanted to protect him. He was serious about his secret service perimeter. Puck finally nodded.
"Yeah, I think that we do." Puck lightly kissed Kurt on the lips.
"I know that we do." He smiled at his new boyfriend. All of sudden the two boys heard footsteps outside the room in the hall.
"That's my dad, you gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow." Kurt tried to rush him out of his window but he pulled one of the sore muscles from his abdomen and it hurt.
"Ah!"
"Whoa easy Kurt, you're already hurt, careful."
"Kurt? Are you okay in there?" His dad asked worriedly.
"Go, go, go." Puck rushed out the window and onto the tree that stood next to the house, and climbed down quickly.
Burt walked into the room and he looked around searching for his son. He found him leaning against the window seal on the far side of the room. He slumped his shoulders and sighed in relief that his son was okay.
"What are you doing over there? The doctor said to rest for the first few days." He walked over and help Kurt get back to bed.
"My window was open, I was trying to close it. I'm fine dad." He said cleverly. Burt looked over at the window and walked over. He looked outside for a second and once he was satisfied he came back in and closed it.
"There you go kiddo. Now no more straining yourself, got it?" Kurt nodded with a small smile on his face.
"Thanks dad." Burt nodded and walked to the door. Just before he closed it he said,
"Goodnight son, I love you."
"I love you too, dad." Kurt said, then he yawned and turned his away to face the window. His dad watched him for a few seconds thinking. He took a moment to be grateful for Kurt. He was an amazing kid. And one day, he'll be an amazing father. He closed the door and let his son sleep.
The Glee club had been singing songs in honor of Kurt still. They felt like they should. They were all confused as to why Kurt didn't like his welcome back party. Kurt loved things like that, he's usually the one who plans these things, by himself too.
As the last person who wanted to sing that day finished their tribunal song, the rest of them clapped and had their thoughts elsewhere. It didn't feel like it should though, their performances. They should be happy and excited about their solos, but without Kurt they didn't really feel like feeling that way. They didn't feel like singing. Mr. Schue stood in front of his students and put his hands in his pockets.
"That was beautiful Brittany. I'm sure Kurt would've loved it." She smiled at him softly, usually she would brag about how she knew that she was good, without trying to be condescending.
"Okay so that's everyone-"
"No everyone." Puck walked into the room hands in his own pockets. Everyone turned to look at the glee member who had been missing for the past few days from class. They were all confused. Puck wanted to sing something for Kurt?
"Kurt's not here to tell you this, so I am here to tell you. But I have to do it with song." He walked over to the band students and whispered something in their ear. The music began to play and he started to sing,
It's late at night and I can't sleep
Missing you just runs too deep
Oh I can't breathe thinking of your smile
Every kiss I can't forget
This aching heart ain't broken yet
Oh God I wish I could make you see
Cause I know this flame isn't dying
So nothing can stop me from trying
The Glee kids looked at Puck oddly. They didn't know where this was coming from and some of them didn't understand why he chose this song.
Baby you know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
You know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
No I ain't giving up on us
I just wanna be with you
Cause living is so hard to do
When all I know is trapped inside your eyes
A few of the Glee kids thought more and more about the lyrics he was singing, and the passion he was singing them with. It was so real it was so...Puck.
The future I cannot forget
This aching heart ain't broken yet
Oh God I wish I could make you see
'Cause I know this flame isn't dying
So nothing can stop me from trying
Baby you know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
You know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
No I ain't giving up on us
Baby can you feel it (feel it)
You know I can hear it (hear it)
So can you feel me feel you
You know it's time
Baby you know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
You know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
They sat in awe of Puck. They knew that this was Adam Lambert's song. Then after a moment or two they realized that this was the song that the artist came out of the closet with. Puck couldn't be singing this song because of that could he? He wasn't gay, no way. Not a chance in Hell. But, they saw how true he was singing it, how heartfelt and passionate he sang.
You know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
You know I ain't giving up on us
Whoa giving up on
Oh I ain't giving up on us
When the song ended Puck stood there breathing a little heavier than if he just sang a song. He serenaded that song, he sang from his soul. He was sure of what he was saying with that song and he knew that it would have everyone confused or shocked, or probably both. The others looked at each other uneasily. Mr. Schue stood and walked over to Puck.
"Puck, is that really how you feel?" He nodded. Mr. Schue patted him on the back.
"It's who I really am. And I was ready to say something. I got tired of being a stereotype. I didn't want to be the badass that everyone knew who threw kids in dumpsters and tossed them in porta potties and rolled them. I just want to be me. And Kurt, was the only one who truly made me feel that way, made me feel like I could do this." Puck spoke with such honesty that nobody could deny that he was really coming out to them.
"Kurt did that? Turned you gay? Yeah I don't believe it for a second. I can say with absolute clarity that you are not gay." Satana said crossing her arms over her chest, her signature move for when she was pissed.
"Look Satana, you don't know me. All we did was have sex back in the day. And we all know that you love Brittany. At least I have the courage to stand in front of my friends and admit who I am and who I love." They all stared at him. What they hell was he talking about?!
"I love Kurt." They all stared at him, again. Some had their mouths open in shock.
"Yup. That's right I love him. And for months now we've been meeting up and talking. We talked about anything and everything. We told each other things about ourselves that neither of us really knew. Some things we told each other our own families didn't know. We connected and when this 'accident' happened to Kurt, I started thinking. What would I have done if he hadn't woken up? What would I have done if I never got to see him again, or talk to him again; or hear him sing again? So I decided that life is way too short so I told him how I felt and the next thing we knew we were boyfriends."
For a few minutes the room was silent. They were all staring at different places in the room. The suspense was rising and rising until Finn stood up. Eyes were on him all the way to where Puck stood. He looked at Puck with understanding and welcoming eyes. Then he patted Puck on the shoulder and Puck did the same. Then they were hugging, brother to brother. The others all took their cue for the group hug and they chimed in all hugging, except for Santana who was still sitting in her chair pissed, or more jealous actually. And not even she knew why.
Kurt woke up the next morning with pain everywhere, mostly his head. It was pounding! He grunted at the light from his window and pulled his covers over his head. With that window in his head, he started thinking about the night before, with Noah. He couldn't believe that it happened! Part of him thought that it was all a dream. But he knew that it wasn't, it only seemed that way because of how amazing it was.
He took a deep breath and that's when he smelled it. It was something so delicious that he had to get out of bed. He knew that only one person knew the recipe to it and boy did she cook it well. Kurt slowly got sat up in bed. It hurt but he needed to walk around. While the doctor did say that he needed rest he also needed to exercise and move around, otherwise he'll just stay sore.
He stood carefully and slowly so he didn't get dizzy. He walked over to his closet and grabbed his robe and wrapped it around himself. He quickly grabbed his phone off of his nightstand and then headed to the hall. He almost forgot about the stairs. When he stood at the head of them he sighed. He knew that it would take a few minutes and that he would hurt after getting downstairs. He would just have to ask his dad or Finn to get him his Moulin Rouge and some disney DVD's. He would just chill on the couch eating some junk food. Usually he wouldn't even go near any kind of junk food, but in light of things he didn't feel like being healthy. He just wanted to sit on a comfy couch, pig out, and watch some of his favorite movies while he was lying on top of Noah's-WHOA. Noah! He had to call him and ask him to come over.
By the time he came out of his own thoughts he was at the bottom of the stairs. He could smell the food more clearly now and he knew where to go. He went straight to the kitchen to see his dad cooking something on the stove. He stood at the counter watching him cook, smelling the delicious food he was making. It was mom's famous Eggplant Parmesan. Kurt knew that recipe by heart and he was grateful that his dad took time out of his day for Kurt to teach him how to cook it. He smiled, the sight warming him up to the point where he was content.
"Kurt." It was Carol, she walked up behind Kurt to see that wasn't in bed. She laid her hand on his shoulder and kissed his forehead.
"Glad to see you're awake!" He looked at her and smiled.
"Hey kiddo!"
"Hey dad. Thanks for cooking mom's recipe." Burt looked at his son and for a moment everything was normal. But when he looked at his son's sad expression, he knew that Kurt was reliving some old memories. His face was a little red and his eyes were watery. Burt put down the whisk and went to hug his son. Kurt just stood there in his father's arms and silently cried. Burt looked at Carol whose eyes were also watery. She felt for her step-son. She felt for his pain, past and present. Kurt lifted his head to look at her. He reached out for her and she gladly joined their moment. After a few minutes, and the tears had died down, they sat at the table and ate.
