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Kurt

The next morning, Kurt woke up to the sound of his alarm going off at 5:30. He reached over to shut it off then went to get up, only to find that he was being held snugly against Puck. He blushed and then closed his eyes and tried to pull the other off of him. He sighed, giving up after ten unsuccessful tries and turned his body to face him. Why won't this fool wake up? He's like Finn! Kurt groaned and looked at the sleeping figure that was Puck.

The night before he had been all the way over on the other side of the bed and now he was so close. He must be a cuddly person, he thought with a grin. He tapped on his chest in an attempt to wake him up while saying his name over and over again.

"Puck, wake up. Puck,"

He shook him and all he got out of it was the other man groaning and batting his hand away along with something incoherent about wanting ten more minutes. He sighed when Puck snuggled closer to him and buried his face in the crook of his neck. He closed his eyes and tried to think of another way to wake him up. Because everything he tried went with no avail.

Kurt looked down at him and began to push him away.

"Seriously, Puck. Get up. I need to take a shower and do my morning routine." Still getting no response, he frowned slightly. "Noah!"

Puck groaned and his hand slid up the back of Kurt's shirt and held him closer. His hand was extremely warm and the feeling sent shivers through his body. "Stay in bed…Sleep longer."

His voice was thick with sleep and dropped an octave and the sound was right in Kurt's ear. He shivered and closed his eyes trying not to get any ideas while he was in this position with Puck right now.

"No, I can't stay in the bed any longer, Noah. I need to do my morning routine. Now get up." He said hitting him in the back, but not really hard enough to actually hurt.

"Noooo," He whined.

"Ugh, if anybody saw you like this…" He muttered rolling his eyes.

"You feel good. 'm warm and your soft." He said making a point by rubbing his stubbly face on Kurt's neck.

He wouldn't be able to take this much longer. Everything that was happening right now shouldn't be happening. This may be the reason Puck always slept on the comforter when he slept in Finn's room. Puck was a grabby cuddle like person when it came to sleeping in the same bed. On another topic it would be considered cute that the bad ass, sex shark was acting like this, but right now it was slightly annoying.

It had taken Kurt thirty minutes to get out of his bed and get into the shower. The only way he managed to do that was by promising to make the other breakfast and to give him his silk pillow to lie on. He sighed as he ran his finger through his hair washing the shampoo out and then reached over to the knob turning the water off. He grabbed his towel and dried his body off and then stepped in front of his mirror. He swiped it with his hand until he could see a decent version of his foggy self and began to do his hair styling it so it would fit the day's outfit. He looked over to the door when it opened and in shuffled Puck, going over to the toilet and lifting the lid. His eyes widened and he felt his face heat up with blush and quickly looked away.

It wasn't as if he's never seen a penis before, he just necessarily didn't want to see Puck peeing out of his. He closed his eyes and sighed when he heard the toilet flush and Puck walk over to him and turn the water on for the sink so he could wash his hands. Kurt looked at him and then placed a hand on his hip.

"Couldn't you have knocked?"

Puck looked at him up and down, his eyes resting on his pale chest for a moment then turned his head away to focus on washing his hands. "I guess."

Shaking his head in disbelief, Kurt continued to do his hair. He felt Puck's eyes on him as he did this and tried to ignore the heated gaze he was getting from the other teen in the room.

"You look like you just had sex." Kurt looked at him and opened his mouth to say something only for Puck to interject. "I think it's hot on you."

With that he walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him to no doubt go back to bed. Kurt stood there staring at the door then looked back in the mirror looking at his reflection. He did look like he had just got done having sex. He rolled his eyes and continued with the hairstyle anyway.

Kurt walked into school looking and feeling sexy. His could feel eyes on him as he strutted through the halls with his head held high in the air. Normally, yes he felt sexy in his clothes and confident in himself, but today just seemed like it was the perfect day. He knew that the hockey team was gone for the day on some kind of field trip, meaning that left the football team. Thankfully they weren't as bad. Maybe a few locker shoves here and there but nothing that could cause so much damage.

He grinned thinking that today was going to be a great day. He walked over to his locker and was soon approached by Mercedes. He heard the low whistle come from the girl and smiled looking over to her.

"Damn, white boy! You look so fierce today!"

"I do look amazing today, don't I?"

"You look like you stepped right out of a special edition of Vogue magazine."

"I look just that damn good." He said with a complacent grin on his face.

"So how's the entire Puck thing going?"

"This morning, he thought it would be alright to make me miss my morning workout by holding me hostage in my own bed."

He closed his locker after he grabbed his AP chemistry book and turned to face Mercedes who looked desperate for details as to explain his last sentence. He grinned and hooked his arm with hers and explained to her how Puck ended up staying the night in his room since Rachel had stayed the night. He left out the part where he and Puck had made out. As much as he loved his favorite diva, the girl did to have a big mouth when it came to juicy gossip.

When he finished he looked at her and nodded his head in understanding when he witnessed her shocked look.

"I know."

"So you're telling me that Puckerman, bad ass beyond belief," She said the last with a fake Puck voice which made Kurt chuckle. "Is a cuddle person?" He nodded his head in confirmation and she laughed.

The two of them walked to their first period together and sat down in the front. He looked around the classroom and watched as Santana walked in with Brittany right beside her. The two girls walked over to him and Mercedes and sat next to him. Brittany smiled and waved at him, to which he waved back with a smile on his face.

"You like you're ready to have hot sex, Hummel. You give some to Puck yesterday?" Santana asked with a smirk on her face.

"No, I did not give him any yesterday." Kurt replied with a light blush on his face.

Santana paused and looked at him up and down. "What's up with the outfit then? You look like your screaming for some low rate fat middle aged man to come and rip it off you."

Kurt cringed at the mental image and shuddered in disgust. "I don't even think so. I know I look hot Santana, just say it without throwing insults in the mix." He said shaking his head.

"I'm sorry," She said falsely. "Did you forget who I was?"

"Lopez, your morning insults aren't needed right now." Mercedes spoke looking at Santana.

"Please Jones, don't make me say anything about that god awful outfit you're wearing. Did you purposely dress in the dark today?"

"Sanny, take it back. I think her outfit is cute." Brittany said frowning at the Latina.

She looked at her and scoffed shaking her head. "If you fucking say so,"

Kurt looked at the two and then shook his head. Brittany had some kind of control over the Latina, and for once he was grateful. He didn't even let Santana's nasty attitude—then again, she was always like that—ruin his good morning feeling.

The teacher walked into the room and class soon began after that.

It seemed as though most of the day flew by and before he knew it, lunch was already here. Smiling, he stood in line with his girls and thought about his upcoming performance with Puck. The dance was something he wouldn't have normally done, but seeing as how sexy he felt and how everything was playing in his favor today, he was sure the routine would go over smoothly. He grabbed himself a salad and an apple and walked over to the table where he sat down between Mercedes and Rachel.

As he took a bite out of his salad saw Sam and Puck walk into the room together, laughing. He watched as Puck nonchalantly throws his arm around the Sam and saw something in his ear that had the blond laughing harder. Kurt raised a brow at the two of them as they came to sit down at the table.

"Hey Princess," Puck greeted removing his arm and taking Kurt's apple and biting into it.

"Hello to you to, Noah. Couldn't get your own food I presume?"

"So, you ready for our little show today?" He asked ignoring Kurt's question. Kurt nodded his head as he took another bite of his salad. "Good, because so am I." He said with a devious smirk.

Rachel looked over at Puck and darted her eyes between the two. "Show? What show?"

"Our performance for Glee," Kurt answered taking a bite of his salad.

Rachel clapped her hands and smiled. "What song are you two doing?" She asked excitedly.

"You'll find out when out in due time." Puck answered standing up tapping on Sam's shoulder.

Sam looked up at him and grinned, standing up also. Kurt saw the silent exchange that went on between Puck and Sam and narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing them. He watched as Puck grinned and took a bite of his apple, turning his gaze back to the countertenor.

"Later Princess,"

Kurt's eyes followed Puck and Sam as they walked out of the cafeteria talking to one another. Something was up with those two. What it was, Kurt just didn't know.