Hey! So Purplehonor asked when Puck and Kurt'll figure out they're in love with each other... I promise you it won't happen til after the baby is born. I know I know, Amni that's way too far off and I want them together and my smut now. Sorry, not happening yet. I know that if I get into the smut soon... let's just say the plot line might die prematurely and it'd be a sex free for all. So plot still maturing smut tucked away developing into also sorts of repression, blah blah blah. Noah and Kurt'll get there soon, so sorry but gimme a couple chapters? I update pretty quick so maybe you'll have it in a week if I don't suddenly get super busy. Summer classes did start so... I have Calc, Chem and another class' homework to do. I love you all, thanks for reviewing. I'm not joking about you guys reviewing. I love critiques that build and give me ideas. If you think something could be added, suggest it. I'm not joking I've added in all sorts of stuff from comments and criticisms. I'm not going to go crazy and then have writer's block, knock on wood, because of something you ask, suggest, or say. I love opinions, and I love reading how you react. I frequently check my legacy story stats for a reason, it's see if I have anything new reviews to read! I love to hear from you! Seriously. REVIEW. Loves ya muches to those who have and already do. Seriously PMs are awesome as well. I get tingly when I see them. Seriously. Okay rant is over, and here's the next chapter.


Chapter 8

I woke up on my bed still dressed except for my boots. Sitting up groggily I tune into the fact that there's a few people arguing just across the room.

"I'm telling you Zoe is bad ass. She definitely beats Kim out of the water." I hear Noah arguing.

"No way! Kim's got it going on! You just like Zoe because she's crazy like you are." I hear Matt huff out. Oh they're arguing about Death Proof, that crazy chick and muscle car movie Noah and I watch at least every other week. He watches it for the girls, I watch it for the cars. Though I do get excited about how they own Kurt Russel, still can't believe how whiny he got after being shot, men.

"Dudes, seriously? You can't say Abernathy isn't a-fucking-mazing." Mike pitches in. And I mentally agree with that, though she wasn't the biggest badass.

"I like Kurt Russel," Finn says simply. I have to stop myself from snorting as I turn to get a better look at them. They're all watching the end credits with their backs to me. Noah and Finn are on the couch while Matt and Mike are lounging on the floor.

"You like the whiny sociopath? What the hell dude, that's so gay!" Noah and Matt bark at the same time.

"No it isn't, because I'm gay and I think Zoe and Kim totally owned Mike's ass, though I have to say Abernathy was pretty awesome with that curb stomp at the end. I still wonder what happened to that car and Lee." I call out to them. They turn and they all chorus.

"Kurt!" I smile and wave at them, still fairly groggy.

"Hey, I don't remember getting here at all..." I say standing up and stretching.

"You were pretty out of it," Mike says kindly. I smile and feel my back crack. I whimper with joy and fold myself forward.

"I've been pretty tired lately. I've AP exams coming up as well. It sucks." I say to him. He nods, he's taking AP World History with me and we've both been cramming non-stop. It was ridiculous how much information we had to review, but then it was world history. "So how long have I been asleep and what have you been up to?" I ask strolling over to perch against the back of the couch. Noah wraps an arm around my waist and tugs me down in between him and Finn. I screech, "Noah!" I slap his arm in retaliation as he laughs.

"Sorry Princess, but I just wanted you more comfortable." He says with a smirk. I look up at him from my position with my back to the chair cushions, my legs splayed in the air.

"And this is more comfortable?"

"Well you could sit in the Puckinator's lap, it's the best seat in the house. C'mon Princess, you know you want to. Everybody wants to." He says throatily a glint in his eyes, making me roll my own.

"Just because you're my best friend don't think I won't kick your ass and deny you cookie privileges." I mutter as I straighten myself out turning to face the television. I fold myself into a relaxed tailor's position and lean against my best friend happily. Both Finn and Matt jerk at the mention of cookies. Both pin me with their eyes.

"Cookies?" They whimper at me, puppy dog eyes out in full force. I look down at them disdainfully.

"Later," I drawl, and they sigh looking dejected, I glance back at Noah and say, "you didn't answer my question."

"And what question was that?" He says back trying to be charming and sneaky. I narrow my eyes and dig my nails into his inner thigh. "OW!" He says bolting upright and scooches a few inches away. I smirk at him.

"How long was I asleep, doofus, and what were you boys up to?" I reply back.

"That's two questions," he complains but bats my hand away when I reach over to claw at him with my nails again. "Watch the hands!" He snaps, "I know you want to get a hand on the Puckasaurus, but so does everybody else! If you want to get handsy I demand to be wooed not stabbed with your prissy talons! So no hands!"

"So I can kick you instead?" I say snidely. He cups his package protectively.

"No!" He snaps moving farther away when I lift a leg and point the foot delicately out in front of us.

"So I can get hands on with you?" I say reaching over and he stands up and shoots over to stand by the wall, glaring at me.

"No! Yo-you...Oh.. ah.. GAH. Shut up!" He stutters out. I laugh, my head falling back against the couch, my arms wrapped around my clenching and shaking middle.

"Point Hummel." Mike snickers and earns a dirty look from Noah.

"So...? Answer the question!" I say perkily studying my nails. Damn, I broke on when I went up against that cretin.

"You were asleep for about two hours and we watched Death Proof since Noah can't accept that Kim is more amazingly kick butt than Zoe." Matt called out. I feel one eyebrow go up.

"Zoe and Kim are equally amazing. They just have different talents. Don't you remember that from the movie? Seriously, how can you not remember that line?" I say. He looks dejected and Noah looks slightly confirmed and smug.

"I still like Abernathy a bit more." Mike mutters. I roll my eyes.

"Just put Kill Bill on and shut up." I growl and the boys all break into wide smiles. Noah skips, though he'll deny this, over to the DVD rack and pops the DVD out from it's top position. I hear my stomach grumble and realize I'm starving. "Wait to put it on, I want food." I say getting up. All the boys look at me, then glance at their stomachs then back at me. I roll my eyes. "Okay, let's go rustle something up. I think we have an extra chicken casserole and some leftover spaghetti. I'll also put the cookies on. We'll haul it down with some chips and dip and we'll have a movie marathon. It is a Friday so we're good to go." They all crow in success and both Matt and Finn bolt for the stairs, jockeying to be the first up. Mike follows laughing when Matt calls Finn an overdressed clown stripper after getting smacked in the head by one of Finn's errant and bony elbows. I get up to follow but feel Noah's hand on my elbow.

"Guys we'll be up in a second I gotta talk to Princess for a second." Noah calls out and we hear their loud affirmations. I glance at him curiously, surprised by this.

"What's up?" I ask cocking my head to the side. He looks at me somberly.

"Why didn't you tell me about the bruises Kurt?" He says quietly. I stiffen and try to step away but his grip tightens on my arms and just pulls me closer til I'malmost pressed against him. "Tell me Kurt." He says softly, "Why would you withhold something that your best friend should know so badly?"

I glance at him and I feel tears building behind my eyes at his heartbroken expression. "I was ashamed I guess. I didn't want to get you involved. I didn't want to worry about you going after them and getting hurt. I didn't want to worry about you going to juvie and having something happen to you. I don't want anything bad to happen to you ever Noah," I say as the tears start slipping down my checks. He releases my arm and cups my face with both hands, wiping at the tears with his blunt thumbs.

"I don't want anything happening to you either, Kurt," he whispers back. "You're such an amazing person and I'm supposed to be your best friend. You should be able to tell me anything and I should be able to protect you from anything." I cry harder and grip his shirt tightly. He takes one of my balled, clenched fists and presses it flat against his heart. "We're best friends, and you're the best thing in my life. I need to protect you. You hurt me more than any punch would by holding this back. By hiding that from me. I'm not he greatest guy, I know I'm a screw up-" I cut him off.

"Don't call yourself a screw up!" I snap, "You're more than that! You're going to do astonishing things, don't ever doubt that! I hate it when you call yourself that" I cry harder and he releases the hand pressed over his heart and cups my face with it again, stroking the tears pouring down my face off.

"So are you, so I wanna be able to make sure you're able to do them. God, if you turned out like Dave's Kevin... I'd die inside Kurt. You've seen Dave, I love you probably as much as Dave loved Kevin. I can't imagine you not being there in the future. You have to let me protect you. You let me confide and be protected by you, you owe it to me to let me do the same. I can't be your knight, Princess, if I'm locked away in a tower." He growls, pressing his cheek against my forehead, rubbing himself against me.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't bear it if you went away Noah. I couldn't bear it if you lost the baby or got hurt. I couldn't handle you coming back angrier than anything and/or hurt if you went to juvie. I'd lose something inside of me that you've given me back. It was a piece of me that I thought was gone when my mother died, but you're gluing it together in me by being my best friend... I couldn't lose it again. I might really step off the ledge this time if that happened." I say rubbing back. He releases my face and pulls me closer and wraps himself around me tightly.

"I ain't going anywhere. I'll always be right here." He whispers. "No matter when you need me, I'll always answer my phone, I'll always be your best friend, we'll always have each others backs. You're so necessary for me."

"You're like air, it scares me sometimes how you've come to matter so much so quickly." I murmur against his neck. I feel him nod in agreement.

"Finn's my best friend too, but he's like cake. I enjoy it, but I only want it for the rest of my life, I don't need it. You're necessary. So much more essential. It scares me too."

"I love you best friend." I murmur meaning every word, feeling the warmth those words give off. I can feel his smile against my neck.

"We're so gay." He mutters and I laugh wetly.

"Well one of us gay, so that might be why." He laughs as well and we separate. We're both red eyed I'm assuming, and I'm probably splotchy.

"Looks like you have to work your magic man, we both must look like chicks after watching Titanic." Noah says with another laugh. I smile then drag us both into my bathroom to fix our faces. I'm so glad I have you, I think, thank God I spoke up because I would give anything to make sure I had you now that I do.

...o0O0o...

I tiptoe away from the top of the stairs then walk down the hallway and enter the kitchen again. I had forgotten my phone and had stopped to see if I should go down when I overheard Puck's and Kurt's conversation. It was definitely not something you just randomly interrupted. Doing that would be so uncool. I look at Matt and Finn bickering over the pasta and feel a flush of warmth when Matt glances at me with a warm, secretive smile. Ever since we'd entered Glee we'd finally come to terms with being bi and in love with each other. We might dabble with girls together or apart, but we always came back to one another. I glance back at the hallway to Kurt's room and wonder once again if they know that they're in love with each other. I glance at Matt again, I haven't mentioned it to him yet, because I wasn't sure if they were hiding it from another or if they were just that oblivious. Over hearing today's conversation I was pretty sure it was the later. I realize Finn's trying to cook and Matt's trying to dissuade him and see the perfect opportunity to get my lover alone long enough for us to talk without being overheard or interrupted prematurely.

"Yo, Finn," I say breaking into the conversation, "you know you suck at cooking, you make things boil over without even turning the stove on so I think it'd be best if Matt and I handled this. We don't want another microwave incident." He flushes and nods. "Why don't you set up the plates, get some drinks, and we'll carry in the food later so we can all self serve?" I say knowing he'll be distracted by that. I peek at Matt who's watching me with one brow arched in question. He knows I'm not trying for a make out session, we've nearly gotten caught here way too many times to try that again. Plus even Finn's not that oblivious, there's no way he'd mistake the noises we'd make. Matt can get a little loud and has a habit of going for the sensitive spots on my neck when we make out which makes me moan uncontrollably. I give a subtle shake of my head and we both wait til Finn leaves the room to mess with the dishes and silverware while carrying a thing of soda.

"What's up?" Matt asks me, sliding over and draping his arm over my shoulders. I lean into it and nuzzle my nose against his jaw.

"I think Puck and Kurt are in love with each other," I mutter to him. Both of his eyebrows shoot up at this.

"Are you sure?" He asks back just as quietly. I nod, glancing nervously at the doorway. I can't hear them coming up the stairs yet, thank God for their squeakiness near the top, so I continue.

"I overheard them talking, and let's just say... If it had been anyone else I'd would have sworn a proposal was about to follow it up." I drawl back, sliding out from under his arm. I dig through the drawer beneath the stove til I find a suitably large pot and plop it on the stove top. I turn the flame on under it and pour the sauce in, letting it heat. I turn the oven on to heat and wait for it to warm up while dragging out the casserole dish and cookie dough blocks in the refrigerator.

"Well... Was there one? A proposal?" Matt asks, voice still low and taking on a husky quality that makes blood pump straight to my groin. I bite my lip before answering.

"Not the kind you'd have between lovers," I admit, "but they're so in love it makes me wonder why they don't realize it. I think Puck's always had a thing for Kurt. I mean he immediately zeroed in on the kid in freshman year. It was almost stalkerish." I add the noodles to the pot then plop the chicken casserole dish in the oven after it dings. I won't mess with the cookie dough, I don't know the recipes as well as Kurt and he's fairly particular about how they're prepared. Though no one complains since they're so amazing. I just pull out the sheets and lay them out on the counter and grease them.

"Yeah... Kurt's pretty cute." Matt says a note of admiration in his voice. I turn back and look at him narrowly. He holds his hands up, "Kurt's nowhere as fuckable as you babe." He hastily says. I shoot him a look saying that we'd be talking about it later, and that no matter how fuckable I was, he wouldn't be getting any for a while. He winces reading the expression perfectly. There was some benefits of being in a relationship of you best friend of nearly fourteen years; they always knew your expressions and what truly made you happy or mad. Putting it aside I mutter.

"I don't think they know how in love they are with each other. They're so wrapped up in supporting their 'best friend' and getting the baby that they haven't been able to step back and examine themselves or each other." He leans over the pot and gives it a stir before peeking in the oven. He isn't that knowledgeable a cook, not like Kurt, Puck or I, but he isn't Finn.

"Well... Neither of them are that familiar with relationships anyway. They both grew up in single parent households and neither have dated or had a significant other, like ever. So I guess it's to be expected." Matt says. I hear the floorboards squeak outside the stair and flap my hand at Matt to shut him up. We exchange a "we'll talk of this later" look and I smile at Kurt as he strolls in with Puck protectively following him.

"Oh thanks Mike, I was worried Finn was going to try something. I really don't think I could explain to my father why we needed a new stove if Finn broke it like he broke the microwaves." He says with a smile. I nod back and stifle a laugh. Puck settles onto a stool and Matt and I join him. He watches Kurt flutter around the kitchen, pulling on an apron, then carefully and neatly organizing the cookies in their shapes on the numerous sheets. I share a look with Matt. Kurt glances up in the middle of forming one and smiles lovingly at Puck who looks back at him just as warmly. I've never been that big a matchmaker, I could barely handle dodging my mother's attempts to consider it, but as I watch the pair I know that I'm gonna have to hook these two people up, because they were that awesome and no one else would or even could love the other person more then they did for each other.

...o0O0o...

Mike's got this sneaky look on his face, and I have to shift subtly to readjust my hardening erection. The slight tilt of those lips reminds me of what they look like right before the wrap themselves around my dick. Shit, don't think about that. I scramble up some math problems and feel myself grow soft. I sigh internally and watch Kurt flit to and fro. Finn lumbers in and tries to sneak a piece of cookie dough. He gets his hand slapped away as expected. He pulls puppy eyes, Kurt pulls a chef's knife. He slumps and joins Puck, plopping down on a stool next to him.

"So we watchin' Kill Bill volume one and two while we eat?" He asks Puck.

"Yeah, Princess got it set up and it's paused right before the very beginning. He said he'll make some popcorn as well when we finish the food." Puck says without looking away from Kurt. I glance at Mike, and wonder how I didn't realize the two were so into each other. Hell, if I didn't know they weren't fucking, I'd say they were going at it like bunnies. Of course, neither are looking at each that sexually, they're just so... aware of each other. Kinda like Mike and me. I scratch the back of my head and decide to see if I can't ignore it til Mike and I can talk about it in private.

"So we playing some Halo after that?" I ask. Kurt glances up from pulling the casserole out and smiles.

"That should be fine, I was thinking maybe a little BioShock, but that might be more fun." He says tucking an errant curl out of his face as he places the casserole on the stove top. He adjusts the temperature then turns back to the pasta. He pulls out a serving bowl and pours the pasta and sauce into it. "Noah take this in for me will you please? I'll get the casserole." Puck pops up, swaggers over, takes the bowl, and brushes against Kurt with a slight smile which is returned. They exchange a warm look and then both move to the other room.

"Do you think they're gonna start dating?" Finn asks suddenly. Both Mike and I jerk our heads around to look at him shocked. "What?" He asks innocently. "I might be dumb and miss a lot of things, but they're my best friends. I'm around them all the damn time. I see how they look at each other. I keep waiting for them to walk in to school one day holding hands. I also keep waiting for one of them to call and start panicking about being in love with the other one. It hasn't happened yet and I'm getting worried about it." He shrugs and Mike and I exchange another look.

"Dunno man, but I'm thinking it'll probably happen eventually. I mean... Could you imagine them with someone else?" Mike says and I can't help but nod. After this last month nobody could picture someone else getting between the two.

"Not really, I mean both of them are pretty hot and could probably get anyone they want, but I don't think they'd move to anyone else while the other's around. Maybe even when they're alone. I've seen Puck almost about to score with some chick in the halls, see Kurt turn down the hallway and totally abandon her. It's kinda weird. Not bad, but also kinda weird. I mean... Do they even realize how much they belong together?" Finn asks.

"Who belongs together?" Kurt asks as they reenter the room.

"Harry and Hermione," Finn lies easily. Wow, Finn had hidden depths, who knew? Kurt nods.

"I'm glad you've been enjoying the tapes Finn. I thought since you liked the movies, you'd love the books even more, even if you hate reading." Kurt said smiling. He hears the oven ding, and he pops a few sheets in with a few quick movements. Finn glances at us while we all watch Puck studiously study Kurt's bent form. Kurt straightens and Puck's eyes instantly snap to Kurt's face and both smile at each other.

"I say two months before the idiots figure it out," Mike mutters in my ear. I smirk.

"You're on."


A/N: Yeah... Fluffy chapter. I needed to do some love love between Puck and Kurt. I also wanted to feed the Matt and Mike fans. I also have no idea what they're shortened nick is. Someone let me know and I'll start referring to them with it lol. I wanted Finn to know so he can be 'at terms with it' when the couple does finally realize everything. I don't want to have to do Finn phobia, that's just annoying. Like seriously. Any hoodles, reviews are love as many fellow writers state! So please do write!

Amni