HUG
(Puck/Kurt)
Puck cursed as yet another shot missed. He glared death upon the television screen. He had the urge throw the controller at the game system but held back. He'd have blue balls faster than butter on fucking toast if he destroyed the rather ridiculously expressive setup. Sure, he was a little rusty with his first person shooters but he'd been at it for two hours now and it was getting stupid. Not even funny stupid, just downright aggravatingly stupid.
From the couch behind him he heard a soft chuckle quickly being swallowed. The mohawked teenager twisted to glare at the offender. Kurt smiled cheekily from the sofa, nail file in hand.
"Having trouble, babe?"
Puck snarled, turning his attention back to the screen. Kurt shook his head, standing from the soft cushions. He tossed the file onto the coffee table.
"I'm going to get refills." The brunette said, grabbing the glasses and heading for the kitchen.
Puck grunted, using the controller to maneuver the game. He resisted the urge to pout as he searched for the saved scores. He felt something twist in his gut when he saw the top five scores. The fifth and third were Sam, the fourth Kurt, and the top two high scores were Blaine. Sure, the dork and the…bow tied dork were dating but it still rubbed his mohawk the wrong way. Now he really was pouting. He needed to beat this damn game.
Kurt returned within minutes with fresh drinks. Puck was still glaring at the television screen. He had that stubborn look on his face, the one that said Puck would do just about anything to get his way. That could be anywhere from flirting his way into a free movie, whining his way out of a dentist appointment, groveling with his nose buried in the dirt, to practically tying Kurt down to kiss every inch of his cool white flesh. It was a look that did not bode well for anyone.
Puck looked up when he noticed Kurt return. He waved at the brunette in a "come hither" motion. "Put the drinks down," Puck commanded. Kurt rolled his eyes but obeyed. He crossed the soft carpet toward the Jewish boy sitting on his floor. Puck reached up with his long muscular arm and snagged the slighter boy round the hips. Kurt yelped when he was suddenly pulled down to the folded denim clad legs. "Sit. Sit."
"Noah?" Kurt squeaked as he was settled in the bowl of those knees, back pressed into the curve of the other's chest. That straight lined jaw and chin settled into his perfectly styled hair, hazel eyes focused on the screen. Puck wrapped his arms around the smaller boy, latching on to the controller.
Kurt watched as Puck started up another round. Unlike a few minutes ago, Puck was now pwning hard core, taking down everything in sight. Soon, the top ten scores were dominated by "Puckzilla".
"HA! Take that!" Puck whooped.
"What happened? Where did that come from?" Kurt questioned.
"Well, if I can hold on to you, than it's no problem." Puck wrapped his arms tightly around Kurt, breathing in the scent of vanilla.
Kurt smiled in understanding. Puck was a very physically affectionate person by nature. Most people didn't know it, only his closest friends did. He liked giving Rachel hugs after her blowups, and spooning with Quinn at sleepovers. He loved lying wedged between Santana and Brittney. He liked sitting back to back with Sam and draping himself over Blaine's shoulders from behind to see what he was up to. He liked lying on top of Finn as if he wasn't squishing the guy and glomp-attacking Mercedes and Tina. He was always high-jacking Artie's wheelchair and running him through the hallways at top speed. But most of all, Puck loved wrapping his entire body around Kurt. He loved holding Kurt's hand and touching his hair and kissing his pink lips.
And Kurt was just fine with that.
Disclaimer: I Own Nothing. Glee © Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk, Ian Brennan and FOX
I'm not going to lie, I got this from a thing I read where one guy is failing at his first person shooter game and gets his boyfriend to sit in his lap and pwns. I do not hold claim to that either. If you're curious, it's called "Moon Shower". It's an Eyeshield 21 slash doujinshi manga. If you have no idea what that is, don't worry about it. I just loved this scene and thought it was too cute not to do with Puck and Kurt.
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