Prepare for Mike/Puck bromance fluff. :D Next chapter is my favorite Mike-ness ever. It's short, but you'll like I hope. ^_^ I hope you enjoy this chapter. It pretty much involves Puck opening up to Mike. No Rachel... But Kurt insight at the beginning. Enjoy.
It had been a total of 3 weeks since the incident in Mike Chang's backyard. At least that's what Kurt referred to it as whenever he talked about with anyone. Kurt was nosey there was no doubt about that and he itching to know the whole story in regards to his stepbrother and the former resident, brooding bad boy of William McKinley High School back in the day. All the information he had gathered from Finn was that he was innocently talking to Quinn until Puck stormed over and socked him in the nose. Resulting in a broken nose on Finn's part and what Kurt would presume as red raw knuckles on Puck's part. But, Kurt couldn't help getting that feeling he was missing something. He knew Puck was violent but Puck didn't just take out his anger on Finn. Something must have happened. But, what? Whatever it was, he had the feeling it was big and he wasn't going to give up until he knew the entire story.
Puck scowled as Mike threw a pillow that he had just grabbed from his hall closet. Followed by a blanket. Puck was seated on the couch, frowning. He had been like this since the moment he left Mike's backyard. He hadn't been home, gathering Rachel wouldn't want to see him and quite honestly right now he didn't want to see her either. He had slept in his truck most nights which was causing him pretty intense back pain. Mike had ran into him at a diner looking like crap and practically shoved him into his truck and told him he could stay at is house until he worked his shit out. Figuring he might as well take him up on that, he drove to Chang's house and here was. Rooming on his couch.
Mike looked down at his bestfriend before disappearing into the kitchen and returning a moment with two beers cradled in his hands. "Here, looks like you could use one." He said inwardly and clicked his tongue. Puck grunted in return, taking the bottle and pulling it to his lips after popping the cap off. Mike took a seat beside him and looked at the blank TV screen. "What's going on with you, Puck?" he said as he turned to look at his bestfriend. He looked rather beaten and that really freaked him out. Puck was the strong dude who was always willing to make a sex joke. What the hell had gone down? Puck shrugged, biting the inside of his cheek.
Mike frowned. "Listen, you can tell me. I might be able help." He said, leaning forward placing his bottle down. Puck's eyes flickered down and he set his jaw. His chest tightened as he gulped down the lump in his throat. "Finn kissed Quinn…" he mumbles. He hadn't spoken those words to anyone since he'd seen it. Just saying them made him want to punch Finn's skull in that. That shit wasn't healthy. Mike's eyes widen to the side of plates as he gaped. "What? In my backyard? He cheated on Rachel?" he said in complete disbelief. Had really began to believe Finn was over the Quinn epidemic he seemed to be stuck in, in high school. Obviously he was wrong.
Puck nodded solemnly, dampening his lips before taking another large mouthful of his beer. "Rachel hates me, all because of a dickhead who couldn't keep that shit from resurfacing. All he does I play with her. It's fucking messed up." He growls in complete annoyance. Mike's eyes flashed with sadness as he thought of Rachel. "She's gonna be really hurt…" he said. Puck's heart tightened and he nodded. "Hope Finn's getting the fuck use to that broken nose. 'Cause next time I see him I'm gonna smash his nose so far into his skull he won't see straight ever again." He mumbled darkly, his grip on the neck of the beer bottle tightening immensely. Mike having heard all his words, sighed. "You love her don't you…?" he said gently, turning his gaze to Puck completely. He had just struck him, towards why Puck was so damn protective of Rachel. It had always been that way, since high school and Rachel's Jesse issues. Mike had always shrugged it off as some sort of weird Jewish bonding thing they had going on. Something he wouldn't understand.
But, then he also noticed all those times Puck had stiffened whenever Finn talked about Rachel or how Puck would sneak glances at her every chance he got. Puckerman was in love with Rachel. Having heard Mike's question, something washed over Puck. He was done fighting it. He was done hiding all this shit and keeping it balled up in a suppressed bubble at the pit of his stomach. "Yeah, I do." He mutters. His eyes not once meeting his, it felt kinda good being able to say it out loud. That at least he could tell someone even if that person wasn't Rachel.
Mike blinked. "Why didn't you tell me?" he said, he hadn't meant it in a mean way. More of a curious way. Puck shrugged. "The shits intense, dude. I can't even figure it out for myself, so I didn't think I could tell anyone." He said, dampening his lips. "Define intense." Mike said, a smile forming on his lips. Puckersaurus had fallen in love. Crazy. "She's amazing, dude. I'd do anything for her. Including let her stay with Finn before I found out he was cheating." He muttered the last part dryly. "Every time I look at her, I see my future. And, every time I see her with Finn; I see that future being yanked away from him. What do I have, dude? Nothing. Sometimes, I actually believe someday she'd choose me. That I'd actually be worth, that she would give me a chance. I may not be the best guy, but I can pretty damn easily promise her that I'll always love her. And, that, that would never change. Now, she won't even fucking look at me…" he mumbles, blinking at the glassiness of his eyes.
Mike pursed his lips and turned to Puck. "Don't ever stop believing in love, Puck. Rachel's gonna figure it all out… She's gonna realize you're the guy whose worth it all. Love conquers all. And, do you wanna know what I think?" he said, smiling lightly as he placed his hand on Puck's hunched shoulder. Puck glanced at her and frowned. "What?" he said gruffly. "You need to go get your woman… And, I'm gonna help you." He smiled, patting his shoulder. Puck turned to look at Mike who sent him a thumbs up. Puck cleared his throat and couldn't hold back the gentle chuckle. "Whatever you say, dude." He mumbles. Mike smiles widely. "Now, gimme a hug." He said holding his arms open. Puck sent him a glare. "No, dude. Just, no." he mumbles, shaking his head. Mike laughs and shrugs. "Worth a try. Prepare yourself for tomorrow. We're gonna plan out the conquering of Rachel Berry." He smiles, standing up and slapping his knees. "Get some sleep, dude." He added and smiled. Puck smiled gently in reply and nodded. "Will do." He mumbles.
Once Mike headed upstairs, Puck kicked off his sneakers and stripped off his jeans. Laying on the couch. And, all he could think about was Rachel. Silently wishing that someday he'd be able to fall asleep with her in his arms.
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