Finding Family

Author: GleekShip

Spoilers: Season 4

Summary: When Jake first comes to Lima, he seeks out his brother.

Pairings: Kurt/Jake!Friendship Puck?Kurt

Finding Family

Jake opens and closes his hands tightly as he walks back into the Puckerman household. Puck had moved home with his mother and to be honest, the small house is much bigger than the two-closet roomed house that he and his mom reside in. He looks towards the laughter that echoes from the house. It comes from the kitchen where tons of food and drinks have been made. They had been going at it since they decided to leave Breadsticks.

Jake steps up the the archway and stops. Both his and Puck's mothers have been drinking themselves beyond senseless, laughing at everything and bonding.

Or they've drank enough to where they don't recognize their baby daddies other mama.

Jake smiles to himself before his eyes land on Puck. The boy is sitting back alternating his mouth with the can of soda in one can and a slice of ham in the other.

"Puck." Jake calls out among the loud laughter of the two older ladies. "We need to talk."

"We can talk later dude." Puck laughs. "Come on. Sit down and eat."

"No." Jake says loudly, his voice strained.

Puck's eyes finally land on his half-brother and his smile drops slightly. Even though Jake didn't know Burt personally, he still felt for the boy. He knows what it's like to be without a father, knowing it'd be hard to lose a father you've known your entire life. And with the way that everyone talks about the man, it just makes more of an impact. Puck narrows his eyes at the boy before nodding and standing up.

Jake pushes himself from the archway and makes his way to the living room. He bites his lips as he runs his fingers together. He reaches the chair across the other side of the room before he turns around, finding his half-brother waiting in the doorway.

"What's up?" Puck asks as he walks into the room.

Jake lets out a shaky breath. "You need to call Kurt."

Puck's smile drops. "I thought we were done with this."

"It's Christmas." Jake tries his first argument. "Just call him to check up, say hi. You need to say something. Especially today of all days."

"I'm not going to Jake." Puck looks down at his feet. "Especially now that I'm stuck back here in Lima, no way. He'll think I'm even more pathetic than I already am."

"He will not." Puck growls.

"He loves you."

"NO-" Puck stops after the small yell and takes a deep breath. "I know . . . he might have loved me once. There's nothing-"

"He will never stop loving you." Jake cuts him off, his voice low. "He-

"Stop i-"

"His dad has cancer!" Jake yells.

Puck has his mouth already open to yell back, but now it just hangs open. Jake's chest is heaving from their small argument. Jake's eyes take in his half-brothers now shaking figure. Jake takes a few steps forward.

"Puck." Jake's at a loss for words.

"Don't." Puck shakes his head as he steps back and lets his back hit the wall with a thud.

Jake's eye's dart back and forth as he tries to explain more. "It's prostate cancer. Kurt found out earlier today and-"

"Don't."

"And he really needs someone to lean on. I can only do so much." Jake continues on before stopping as Puck starts.

"Don't. Just stop it Jake. Stop it!" Puck yells, his voice panicky as he looks at his step-brother.

Jake isn't able to open his mouth again before Puck bolts from the room. The next thing he hears is the sound of the front door slamming shut. Jake lets out a shaky breath as he looks around the room, at a lost of what to do.

"Jake." Jake hears his mother call his name. "What's going on there?"

Jake clears his throat. "Nothing."

"It's probably just Noah having one of his temper tantrums." He hears Puck's mother call out with a laugh.

But . . . this is serious.

Kurt groans and squeezes his eyes as he wakes up to his phone going off

I curse you vile electronic.

Kurt rolls over and yelps when he rolls off the couch. "Damn phone."

Kurt sighs and lets out a shaky breath as he pushes himself up to his hands and knees. He sits back on his butt before reaching over and taking his phone. His heart seems to stop as he reads the name on the phone. He lets out a shaky breath before getting to his feet and sitting back down on the couch, his blanket pooled around his feet.

He holds his breath as he brings the phone up to his ear and hits the call button. He doesn't say anything, not wanting to scare the boy off.

All he hears is the sound of someone breathing before, "Kurt."

Kurt brings his hand to his mouth in time to stop out the shuttering breath from being heard. He shuts his eyes and bows his head, thinking. He hears the voice let out a shaky breath of his own.

Kurt licks his lips before opening his mouth. "N-Noah."

He hears Puck's breath hitch. "Kurt."

Kurt gulps and waits.

He has to make the first move. This is all him.

Kurt listens to the silence a bit more, only interrupted by the busy life of New York around him. But he's not listening to that. He's listening to his boyfri- . . . Puck's breath.

I don't even know if we're boyfriends anymore. It's been so long since we've actually talked.

Sorry for the short chapter, but it's a teaser for what I'll release next week. Hopefully this helps with the hiatus. Let me know what you think.