Freedom

Chapter 12 –

After rescuing Puck, Kurt had driven them both to the look out where Kurt "tortured" Puck with kisses and well placed hands to get the truth out of him. After hearing that Puck not only came out to his mother, but also faced Kurt's dad alone, well, that just lead to their second hottest make out session yet. Both of them being completely satisfied by the end.

Once they had recovered Kurt figured they should stay in his dad's good graces by going home a little early. Even though Kurt invited Puck to dinner, Puck declined, claiming he didn't want to intrude on yet another family dinner. Kurt decided not to point out that Finn would be out with Rachel. He just knew that Puck was avoiding his dad.

Sunday, after Puck got back from Temple, they decided to go to lunch together. After a short argument of who should pay, they agreed that they would pay for themselves. Though Puck insisted on paying for their first real dinner date on Thursday. Using the foldable back seats to their advantage, they took their time in the parking lot, before going back to Kurt's house and doing homework in his room, the door open of course.

Kurt had rolled his eyes at that, tempted to inform his dad that if they would do anything more than kiss it wouldn't be in the room. But that would only get him grounded for life so he held back.

Puck accepted the dinner invite that night. Looking a little terrified the first half of the meal, he only relaxed once Kurt's dad insisted that he be called 'Burt' not 'sir.' Apparently, Burt was the only thing standing in Puck's way, because he soon fell into his usual, casual self, joking with Finn. Though he managed to tone back his crudeness and had his hand on Kurt's thigh for the entire meal.

He was "kicked out" after dinner, Burt pointing out that they'd see each other the next morning and that he was just going to go clean a few of his guns so there wasn't much point in staying longer.

Needless to say, Monday morning could not come soon enough for the new couple. They each got up way too early, Puck going through his usual routine and actually having time to sit and watch cartoons with his sister, and Kurt taking so much extra time trying to find the right outfit that he was back on schedule by the time he left the house.

Pulling up to the school, Kurt felt his nerves creeping up on him. He knew that Puck wanted to be open, but he wasn't sure what that meant. Would they hold hands in the hallways, or just walk together, or would Puck be willing to go so far as to kiss a little?

Kurt was so distracted by his thoughts that he didn't notice when Puck walked up behind him at his locker until he felt hands on his hips.

"Hey beautiful," Puck whispered into his ear.

Blushing, Kurt grinned, turning around in his boyfriend's arms. "Morning, Puck," he replied softly, trying not to giggle. "So you're sure about this? You really want to be this open?"

"Of course," says Puck, moving a hand to brace against the lockers as Kurt leaned back. "I said I wanted to show you off, and I mean to do it. To more than just the glee club. Besides, they already know about us so where's the fun in that?"

Kurt giggled. He couldn't help it. Puck was leaning so close to him, talking into his ear and he tried to tell himself that it was because his breath was tickling his skin. "Fine, but nothing more than little kisses, I don't like that strong of PDA."

"Deal."

Then, just as Puck was getting ready to do just the opposite, Kurt blushed at the sight of Dave walking towards them. Before Kurt could push Puck away Dave passed and they heard a mumbled, "About damn time."

Puck pulled back, startled. "Wha-?"

Kurt looked over to see the other boy walking away and couldn't hold back his laugh, of course Dave had figured out about them. Seeing that Puck had gotten distracted Kurt reached up and grabbed him with a hand to the back of his neck. Pulling him down he kissed him, like he had been wanting to do since the beginning of dinner the night before.

Puck smiled into the kiss, relaxing with Kurt's control. He brought his hands back to Kurt's hips and held him closer. Only when Kurt gently pushed against his shoulders did Puck move away. "Right, little kisses."

Kurt swallowed, turning back to his locker to finish taking care of his books. "Maybe we can bend the rules for good morning kisses."

"I agree whole-heartedly."

Kurt just grinned, enjoying the feel of hands on his hips. Glancing around he wondered why no one was interrupting them. That was when he noticed how half the students in the hall were taking pictures or videos on their phones. Half the school must know by now that there was an out, gay couple.

"I'm kind of surprised that no one's approached us yet," mumbled Kurt, closing his locker and turning back to Puck. "I figured there'd be at least one slushy by now."

"Yeah, well," Puck shrugged, "I'm badass. No one would even try to slushy me."

No sooner than saying that, a voice called out from down the hallway.

"You're gonna wanna see this, Puckerman," came Karofsky's voice.

Both Kurt and Puck turned just in time to see Karofsky stop about a foot away, holding a slushy in his hand. Kurt barely had time to close his mouth, let alone his eyes, before the jock was swinging the offending drink. But Kurt never felt the burning ice, nor did he see any on Puck.

Nope, instead there was a very shocked Azimio, purple ice running down his front.

"What the fuck, man!" cried Azimio, trying to wipe the offending substance out of his eyes. "You said you would throw it at the loser!"

"I did," said Dave, handing Puck the cup over his shoulder and crossing his arms.

Puck silently took the cup, still in shock, and tossed it in the general direction of the trashcan.

"WHAT!" Azimio was screaming. "Dude we're friends! You can't do that! Man, this was going to wipe our slate clean, get you back on the top, man. Why couldn't you have just hit the fuckin' homo?"

Kurt watched as anger flashed across Dave's face.

"Can't you get it throw your thick skull that I don't want to be a bully anymore? And I don't want to be friends with a bully either."

Azimio shoved him in retaliation but Dave held his ground, taking a step closer instead, raising his voice.

"Bullying will get you nowhere! But if that's what you want to do to get to the top, then you won't last a single fuckin' year out of high school!" He paused, taking a deep breath and Kurt noticed the phones turning toward Dave. "So just leave me and my real friends alone. If I so much as hear about one of them getting another slushy from you or any of your friends, then you best be prepared to get the same in return."

Eyes narrowing, Azimio hissed out, "I'd like to see you try. Those gleeks couldn't hurt a fly."

Kurt scoffed, but before he could say anything Puck was stepping forward, saying in his most menacing voice, "You wanna bet? I'd listen to him, cause we'd all like the chance to get even with you guys. Who knows, you could end up with a two for one deal on them slushies. One for us, two for you."

Azimio growled in frustration before rubbing at his eyes and turning to stalk away, mumbling something along the lines of, "Yeah whatever, you little butt fuck."

Dave had to hold Puck back, arm around his waist. "Just leave it," he said, getting the other jock to look back at his boyfriend.

Looking back at Kurt, Puck could tell he was still in some kind of shock. Or just on the verge of tears. He stepped closer, taking Kurt's hand while they waited in silence for Azimio to turn the corner and Dave to turn to them.

When he did he paused, taken aback by the crowded hallway. "Thanks Puck," he eventually said in a low voice. Despite the fact that there were no other noises in the hallway and everyone could hear him. "If it wasn't for the slushy I think we'd all be fighting right now."

Puck grinned. "No problem," he said, putting an arm around Kurt.

Kurt took that as his cue to say something, but he couldn't speak. So instead he started to clap, which in turn prompted his fellow gleeks to start clapping. Eventually, the entire hall was applauding as Dave stood there, awkwardly shuffling his feet and blushing.

They only stopped when the warning bell rang and the student body seemed to automatically move towards their classes, whispering and talking about the most recent event as if it had happened days ago, not minutes.

Kurt and Puck stood there, watching as a few of the gleeks gave Dave a friendly pat on the back. Giving a little wave to them, Dave eventually turned away.

Letting out a sigh, Kurt turned to Puck. "If I wasn't your boyfriend, I'd be in love with him right now."

Raising an eyebrow, Puck held back his grin. "Oh really? Is it because he slushied Azimio, or because he publicly swore off bullying?" Then he added as an afterthought, "Or because he took your spotlight?"

Kurt smacked Puck on the chest and started walking towards his first period class. "If anything, I would hate him for stealing my spotlight. But no, the swearing off of bullying is what would do it for me. I mean, I know he already said he wouldn't do it, but still… he basically said it to the entire school." Kurt took a deep breath, a huge smile spreading across his face, "It's just one step away from coming…" he stopped himself from nearly outing Dave. "From becoming a gleek," he covered quickly. "Now all he'd have to do is join."

"And sing," added Puck, pretending to miss Kurt's near slip, even if he didn't have a clue what he was going to say. "And preferably dance. We need some more dancers that could balance out Finn and Mike."

Shaking his head, Kurt stopped outside his classroom. "You know Dave would never join glee. He's too shy. I know he enjoyed the half time show you all did last year, but I think he'd prefer to spend his free time doing stuff other than sing and dance."

"Hmm," Puck hummed in agreement, not really caring all that much. "I'll see you at lunch."

"You mean you won't walk me to every class?"

"Babe," Puck whined, "I've still got to go to my locker and half your classes are across the school from mine."

"I'm kidding, Puck," Kurt said, reaching up and placing a chaste kiss on the corner of Puck's mouth. "I'll see you at lunch." Then he walked into the room, glancing back to see a smiling Puck.

TBC...

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