Italics are Thoughts

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Day #19: Part 1

KURT

"Not that I'm complaining, cause I mean, this is wanky, but stop."

Sam doesn't stop kissing Puck.

Kurt pats Sam's back before turning back in his seat. "That's what a back seat is for. Making out."

Santana glances at the kissing boys through the rear view mirror.

"It will also mean a car wreck if I keep getting distracted."

Kurt jumps around and smacks Sam on the back.

Sam pulls back from the kiss with a groan. "What?"

"Sit down properly. Otherwise we're going to crash." Kurt warns.

Sam sighs as he rolls off of Puck's lap. Puck is grinning like an idiot.

"I love this kids mouth." He whispers.

Kurt chuckles as he turns back to Santana. "Better."

She lets out a breath. "Well. They're still hot, but I'm pretty sure I can control my panties better now."

Kurt smirks. "So . . . what exactly were you doing this weekend?"

Santana blushes. "What do you mean? I went to the glee sleep over. That was pretty much it."

Kurt raises an eyebrow. "Sure. I mean. It's not like I didn't see you leave with Brittany. Definitely didn't see that."

Santana blushes harder.

Kurt giggles. "So tell me. How far has this relationship developed?"

Santana sighs happily. "We did so much. I don't think I've ever had so much sex."

Puck leans forward with interest, but Sam slaps his chest. He ignores an apologetic Puck as he stares out the window.

"It was great. So . . . we agreed on a date." She says slowly.

Kurt squeals. "Oh yay. I can totally dress you up, and then you can come back to mine so we can talk about everything."

Santana laughs as she nods. "That's fine. Great."

Kurt turns to his moody boyfriends. "What's going on?"

Sam shoots him a look before going back to the window. Kurt raises his eyebrow at Puck. Puck looks guilty.

"What did you do?" Kurt asks quietly.

Puck shrugs.

Kurt taps Sam's leg, waiting until he has the blondes attention. "Come on. We promised we would talk everything out. That's what we all want."

Sam shoots a glare at Puck before sighing to Kurt. "Puck seemed . . . interested of Santana's weekend with Brittany."

"I'm sorry. It does sound interesting."

Sam scoffs. "You're in a relationship with me. Us." He points to Kurt. "You shouldn't be interested in anyone else."

"I'm sorry." Puck sighs as he grabs Sam's hand. "I just miss it."

"What?" Sam snaps.

Puck shoots a glance at Kurt.

"You really miss sex don't you." Kurt guesses.

Puck hangs his head in shame.

"There's nothing wrong with that, but Sam and I are virgins." Sam nods at Kurt's guess. "So we don't know what we're missing."

Sam looks to Puck. "I'm sorry. I just get a little . . . jealous seeing you want after someone else. It was hard when Kurt was doing the same thing, but I held back because he had a reason. It didn't make sense to me, but he had to see it through." Kurt takes his hand and squeezes. "But you want sex. And you were interested in someone else. That's not a good reason."

Puck pulls Sam into a soft kiss. "I'm sorry. I should be able to control my urges better." He turns to Kurt. "Do you guys forgive me?"

"Of course." Kurt smiles as Puck leans in for a kiss.

Kurt sits back in his seat with a smile. He listens to Sam and Puck kissing behind them.

"You guys really do have the perfect relationship." Santana whispers.

Kurt smiles as he takes her hand. "I know."

Santana continues to smile as they pull in the parking lot. Kurt watches as Sam and Puck slide quickly apart.

Kurt quickly hops out and rushes to Santana. He wraps an arm around her waist and they walk to the school. Puck and Sam walk on the side of him. Each of them in their own little world.

Kurt steps up to open the door for Santana and follows her into the school. They stop.

Everyone in the hallway turns to look at them.

"What's going on?" Sam asks as he and Puck stop beside Kurt.

Kurt doesn't have time to answer before they're surrounded by jocks . . . with slushies.

"Hey fags."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Puck yells.

Azimeo steps forward. "We've been told by a very special source, that you three gays are now in a relationship. Well welcome to McKinley fags."

No one gets a chance to respond before they're covered in slushie.

PUCK

"Stupid sons of-"

"Calm down Puck."

"How?" Puck yells. He flings his town further into the locker room. "We were outed."

"I know." Sam pulls his new shirt on. "It sucks. But we have people that do support us."

"It doesn't matter. It's going to be like this every single day."

"Would you give it up?" Sam asks quietly.

"What?"

"Would you give up what you have with me and Kurt? To not be slushied."

Puck bites his lip and runs his hand through his mohawk. "I don't know." He shakes his head. "No. I wouldn't." He crosses the locker room until he stands in front of Sam. "I'm not going to give up on us."

Sam smiles. "Thank you."

"Well if it isn't the fairies again."

Puck and Sam turn to the door. The room is suddenly filled with football players.

"You know what we do with fags."

Puck wraps himself around Sam as the punches start.

KURT

"You have a lot more hair than I'm used to."

Santana smirks. "You've removed slushie from Rachel before. This should be easy."

Kurt chuckles as he throws another used paper towel into the bathroom trash can.

"I did hers quick. You're a friend. A best friend. I'm going to help you." Kurt begins to work on extracting more slushie.

"So what are you going to do?" Santana asks.

Kurt frowns. "They didn't deserve to be outed. But it's up to them overall. This might be too much for them."

Santana catches his wrist. "Don't give up on them. I don't know about you, but they love you. They wouldn't have put up with your crap with me if they didn't."

Kurt sighs. "I know. And I'm not."

"Good."

"The fag and his beard." Kurt and Santana look to the door. "We knew you'd be in the girls bathroom." Azimeo sneered.

Kurt pulls Santana from the sink and places himself in front of her.

"What do you want?" Kurt tries to sound fearless.

Azimeo smirks. "You got my boy suspended and converted two of our jocks into fags. You must be punished."

Two of the jocks push past Kurt and grab Santana. They twist her arms behind her back. Kurt tries to get to her, but is grabbed from behind. He tenses as the first punch is thrown.


So, sort of a cliffhanger, after a big outing scene. So let me know if you like this direction. Please review and criticize everything that I write.