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Boyfriend?

Sabrina's POV

Puck and I walked out of Faerie in our norm; teasing, poking, and shoving one another, like always. The only difference was the fact that we were also shyly holding hands; but it felt…surprisingly nice. My hands actually felt small and petite compared to his lean, large ones. As I explored his hands, I could tell that it was slightly rough, but it clasped my own comfortingly; as if to show his true feelings for me.

I smiled up at Puck and he returned the favor. Puck stopped abruptly 3 yards away from home, when he tugged on my arm; sending me flying into him. I bumped into his chest and grabbed onto his shoulders to keep from falling. Puck held onto me and laughed as I mock-scowled at him. I punched his shoulder lightly, "Don't be an idiot, Fairy Boy." I started to move away.

Puck laughed again, and still held me close, tenderly. "I'm not an idiot, Grimm. I'm the Trickster King! The Glorious King of Faerie! But shut up for a moment. I need to say something extremely important," Puck hesitated for a split second, and then began to rest his forehead against mine. Looking deeply into my eyes, he asked, "What am I to you?"

I paused briefly, "What do you mean?"

"Boyfriend? Friend? What am I?"

My eyes widened, "Well...what do you want to be?"

Puck cupped my face gently and blushed, "...Boyfriend."

I smiled, "Good. Because if you had said anything else I would have slugged you."

Puck grinned and regained his cocky demeanor, " 'Course, I will be your husband some day; I'd have to date you for at least a little while as proof for my subjects, or there will be an uproar at the kingdom if their King is having an unwanted marriage."

I rolled my eyes, but smiled. "Whatever you say, Stinkpot. Will you let me go now?"

"One more thing...do we tell them?"

I immediately understood who them was. I grimaced at the unpleasant thought. "Unfortunately, yes…. I mean, it'd be really awkward if they just walked in on us while we're er….letting ourselves down. But let's delay the truth as long as possible; I want some time to prepare for the actual confession."

Puck nodded, "At dinner tomorrow or Thursday then...Marshmallow's going to be a nightmare."

I groaned and buried my face into Puck's chest, "I don't think I can ever face them again."

Puck chuckled, "Unlike me, you're probably going to get off real easy. Henry's going to kill me."

I faced him again and laughed, "Probably. But don't worry; I'll make sure it's not too painful."

He smiled, "Aww...that's so sweet," he said, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

I laughed as Puck bent down to kiss me for another long, sweet moment. When he pulled away, I grinned up at him. "You like doing that, don't you?"

He chuckled, "Yes, as a matter of fact I do, Grimm. But I know you love it too."

I rolled my eyes again but pulled him into yet another passionate kiss, smiling anyway. Puck obliged, laughing.

Not even a second passed before I heard someone scream behind me. I tore away from Puck and pivoted toward the noise. I was greeted by Daphne who was bouncing up and down excitedly with her palm positively wedged in between her teeth.

I could practically feel my blush deepening to the roots of my hair.

"Hey...Daphne." I didn't bother to hide my extreme embarrassment. It was over. All of the beautiful plans I laid out to tell my family the truth as late as possible was mercilessly ripped to pieces before my eyes. Puck just gaped at her, his face seeming to be slightly unsure of whether to be bewildered or flustered.

Daphne beamed at us; I was sure her face was going to split open. She shrieked as thunderously as her lungs would allow. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!"

Okay…that.

Was.

Loud.

As a result, everyone came rushing out of the house. Mom stared at Daphne, panting heavily. "What's wrong?!"

Daphne smiled coyly, "Nothing...I'm.." she looked at me with an obvious question written all over her face. I shook my head furiously, mouthing the word NO. "I'm…just happy Puck and Sabrina is home." She ended her little speech with a pitiful attempt at hiding her giggling.

Dad looked at her suspiciously, his parental instincts screaming. "Okaaay... Come on guys; dinner's ready."

I nodded stiffly, still fairly pink. "Right." Everyone turned and went back in. Puck bent down and whispered into my ear, "Well...She's done it. Ready to confess?"

Laughing nervously I replied. "She still might not say anything...hopefully. But, no matter what they say, nothing's going to change between you and me."

Puck smirked and ruffled my hair playfully. "Yeah, I am way too awesome to be quit that easily." He suddenly grew serious. "Promise me you'll never leave me."

I raised my gaze to his fierce green eyes. "Never."

We were silent for what like seemed like forever.

A million things ran through my head during that endless eternity. Puck is annoying. Puck is revolting. Puck is…

But I pushed those thoughts away, for although Puck may be - and most likely will always be - occasionally insufferable; he was my best friend, my loyal sidekick, the one who would never betray me and would always look out for me endlessly. I realized just then, that I could never truly be with another as I am with Puck.

Then Puck broke the silence, returning back to his usual cocky grin. "You're probably right. She might just keep her word."

He playfully offered me his arm, and together we started off toward the dreaded doorway.

I snorted inwardly; yeah, like hell she would.

~~~Time Skip~~~

Dinner was as normal as it could get...if you could exclude the random giggles, squeals, and the occasional palm-biting Daphne was doing every 10 seconds. I glared at her murderously every time, while Puck looked at everywhere but at me. We finally settled into dessert, to celebrate my new position at Faerie. All the better; I wanted to get way, way far away from Daphne as humanely as possible.

Daphne looked expectantly at us, "So...Sabrina. Is there anything you want to say?"

I scowled at her, warning her telepathically, "Um...nothing particularly special at the moment."

"What about you Puck?" she continued, her smile widening.

Puck was able to regain most of his usual, "I'm trying to eat Marshmallow. Don't ruin this for me." As if to confirm that he was telling the truth, he pointedly stuffed the rest of his chocolate crembule into his already bulging mouth.

Daphne grinned evilly, "Oh...well, maybe I should just announce it myself then if you guys refuse to tell the honest truth ...guess what happened, guys?!"

I cut it and said with a finality, "Nothing! Nothing happened," all the while taking in the skeptical glances my family was sending me. I glanced at Puck, who was looking meaningfully at me. I shook my head subtly.

But my evil little sister decided to continue, "Are you absolutely sure? Because I just saw that-"

"Hey, Marshmallow! Shut up will you, I'm trying to eat over here."

Daphne continued to smile serenely at us, "Come on Puck, you might want to hear this. It's very interesting."

I glared at her, "You can't do this."

"Why not? It's finally happened!"

"Nothing's happened!"

Puck cut in, "We could just say it now-"

"NO! She's ruined it!"

"I haven't ruined it! You two are just way too CUTE to be discreet about!"

'Do you even KNOW what "discreet" means?!"

"I DO KNOW! Now be quiet and let me -"

"NO! You're just going to explode and it'll be havoc and- god, why am I even DOING this?! Puck, take Daphne and -"

"NO WAY. EVERYONE, Puck and Sabrina-"

"Daphne shut up!"

"Come on Marshmallow, I want to live!"

"You guys need to buck up and-"

"STOP!" We all snapped to attention and looked at Mom. She looked at us calmly, "What happened? Puck, Sabrina I want you to tell me."

I took a deep breath, "Um..."

I glanced at Mom. She nodded encouragingly.

I counted to 10, breathed deeply 3 times and-

"Oh get on with it. You're taking forever."

I glowered at Daphne. "PuckandIaredating," I finally blurted.

Everyone stared at me. Puck cleared his throat, "What Grimm means to say is that, we're going out."

Silence...complete and utter silence. A flying pig could have come crashing down to the dining room and nobody would have noticed. Dad seemed to be mentally strangling himself; his facial expression weirdly contorted, Granny and Mom were (somehow) smiling knowingly, and Mr. Canis seemed to be unsure of how to react. Elvis just looked confusedly at everyone, as if to say "What the hell is going on?" And in the middle of it all, Daphne was beaming her biggest grin yet. In the split second of time, I somehow managed to take this all in. Weird. This must be what Emily and Miranda are always gossiping on about in their romance novels. And then...

"I KNEW IT! It's all he would ever talk about while we travelling. Grimm this and Grimm that-"

"THIS IS SO PUCKTASTIC! We SO have to start their wedding plans, Red!"

"Awwww, honey. It's your first real boyfriend!"

"Puck's the perfect choice for you, liebling."

All at once people started talking; except for two people: Dad and Mr. Canis. But Mr. Canis was smirking at us in this really annoying smug way; so I guess he didn't really count.

"So...uh Dad."

He reluctantly looked at me in the eyes.

"I could...um...you know...be with him...right?"

His expression changed to that of shock – disbelief – mistrust, and on one point stood with his mouth hanging open and his eyes bulging, - not unlike to that of a fish. Then, as if a dormant volcano just came back from the dead, a deep resounding rumble vibrated up from the pit of his chest to-

Everyone instinctively covered his or her eardrums.

A horrible cry erupted from his mouth. It was surreal to how that terrible sound could have ever been born from my dad's voice.

"YOU WILL MOST CERTAINLY NOT YOUNG LADY!" he bellowed. "I AM NOT HANDING YOU OFF TO SOME…SOME BOY! ESPECIALLY THIS ONE! DON'T YOU DARE!" He then whipped his head to Puck, who immediately cringed at the sight of his face apoplectic with rage. "AND YOU! WHAT SPELL DID YOU CAST ON MY DAUGHTER TO MAKE HER SAY SUCH MAD NONSENSE?! YOU, YOU…." He clearly seemed to be at a loss for words, steam practically curling out of his nostrils. Sending him a final scorching glare, he turned back to me, his eyes practically spitting flame. Wowee. Looks like my burial is going to start much sooner than I thought. "YOU ARE MY DAUGHTER! HE-HE'S GOING TO TEAR YOU APART! YOU CAN'T-"

"Henry Grimm." Mom was quiet, but her voice was like death itself as it cut through his rant like a knife. Dad's eyes widened with astonishment as he looked at her. Mom was absolutely livid. "You can stop your needless rambling. Nobody's going to tear Sabrina apart. Plus, no one cares on what you have against Puck. He obviously cares about her and protected her like no boy could ever achieve. He spent two days at her bedside barely blinking just to watch over her! He cried when those healers said she might die. He gave up his immortality for her! He saved her life while risking his own countless times. He, a villain, turned into a hero just for our daughter. Wouldn't you prefer for her to be with someone like that? Someone who truly has deep feelings for her and is not afraid to prove it?"

I took a glimpse at Puck, who was flushing, and smiled at his shyness. I reached for his hand and squeezed it comfortingly, and he smiled before squeezing back in response.

Dad sighed, defeated. He turned to Puck and glared at him menacingly, "If you make her shed so much a single tear, you'll regret the day you were born."

Puck smiled weakly, "I would never do anything of the sort... But I think she would sooner kill me than cry."

I smirked; it was true after all. Dad nodded, his eyes finally showing signs of, "Right, then. I'll….leave you two alone."

Uncle Jake laughed and patted Dad's back, "There you go, Hank. Easy peasy. By the way, you still have Daphne to look out for."

Dad shot a withering look at his brother, while Uncle Jake just laughed with mirth.

Daphne glanced at me and whispered, "Should I be worried?"

"Very."

Daphne nodded slowly, "...great."

I laughed quietly, "You might want to watch out. I'm planning to make good use out of my revenge."

Daphne scowled at me, but then suddenly grinned, "Well, to be truthful I can't stay mad at you. This is so PUNK ROCK!"

I blushed furiously, "Alright, Daphne. You can stop now."

She just giggled and dragged Red to the room they shared together. I shook my head at her daftness before turning to Puck, "You wanna go for a walk?" I asked.

Before Puck could even open his mouth, Dad cut in, "No way. I want a word with him before you two do anything. I'm sure your mother would want the same so there's no backing out for either of you." He smiled triumphantly that was nearly painful to watch.

My eyes widened in realization, "No! That's okay. Reeaaalllly. Come on Dad! Please, not again! We already had The TALK!"

Puck looked at everyone suspiciously and then turned to Uncle Jake who was smirking. I could see his face scrunching up in this really cute way trying to figure out what was going on before…ooh, he's got it. "Wha…what? Wait. NO! I, I-no-can't-NOT AGAIN!" he burst out, nearly wailing as he tried to take in the reality that was apparently agonizing him.

Uncle Jake chuckled, "The kid's over a 4000 years old. We decided that it was time for him to learn as well. Might as well also teach him a little something-something about women come to think of it." He winked at Puck, who squeaked in horror.

Dad made a move towards us but there was NO WAY I was going to let him win right at the moment, especially in a situation this dire. I grabbed Puck's forearm and dragged him out of the kitchen, "Not now! And we WILL go out for a walk! Be back in 15 minutes!" We were outside within seconds, hurtled out the door, down the yard, and into the woods till we were absolutely sure that no one was following us.

When we finally stopped, I gasped for breath, clutching my side which was screaming from pure agony. I unclenched my hold on Puck's arm, which left vivid red marks from my too-tight grip. He rubbed at it, wincing. "God, Sabrina," he groaned, "Did you spread Super Glue over your fingers or something? Because I can NOT feel my circulation."

I ignored the comment. I had just heard something that was impossible for Puck.

"Did you…did you just call me by my name?" He has never called me 'Sabrina' with us just relaxing and not in danger of dying.

His face turned beetroot red. "D…Did I?"

In response I let my hand fall down into Puck's rigid fist and slid my fingers in between his, gently loosening his grip. His fingers let go of its stiff clasp, and his hand, though gradually, began to reassuringly grasp my own, with his thumb gently stroking my hand. We were still that way for several moments, each enjoying the feel of the other's hand, exploring it in its entirety. After a while I smiled and tugged on his sleeve while still holding on his other hand, "Come on, Fairy Boy. We should go."

Puck chuckled as he let me pull him along before he caught up to me. "How did that go for you?"

I shook my head and laughed, "What do you think…It was awful...amazing...but most memorably, embarrassing."

"It was alright; Henry was better than I thought. There isn't even a hint of a bruise on me!"

"Yeah; it's practically a miracle." I said sarcastically.

Puck laughed before he stopped for a minute and gently brought me close to him. "I'm going to school with you."

I raised my eyebrows, knocked off the track momentarily.

"Tomorrow?"

"No. Not only for tomorrow, but unceasingly."

"Really? For what reason?"

"I set it up this morning. I need to be there to protect you; I don't think I can handle going an entire 7 hours without worrying about what another accident you might get yourself into. Face it, you can't exactly deny the fact that you're the world's biggest trouble magnet. Besides, I think you want it to be that way too."

I widened my eyes in mock-shock. "Oh, really? Well, I think I can handle myself pretty well thanks!" and flounced off of Puck, all the secretly wishing that he would stop me like in a movie. I was getting to be extremely grateful for that time Miranda bodily forced me to watch the rows and rows of romance movies with her-it's actually quite knowledgeable come to think of it.

"Wait!" Puck grabbed my hand. Yes! Now KISS ME!

"No, it's not only that, but…I don't like the idea of being away from you too." He reddened slightly. "Not only for what I said earlier, but you know…" and blushed even a brighter shade of scarlet. God, I never realized how adorable he looked like when he's all flustered.

I laughed and nudged Puck, "You're so needy. How did you do it?"

Puck rolled his eyes at me and retorted, "I am not needy! I sent my pixies to do it."

"And now you magically have a spot?"

"Yep. I'm awesome like that. I can't help my nature. Anyways, guess whom I have all my classes with?"

"Hmm...Stacy Green?" I said mockingly, all the while screaming silently for the response I wished to hear.

Puck gagged, "No!"

"Oh... then what about Jason?"

He rolled his eyes again, "That stuck-up is unbearable to be around."

I smacked his shoulder lightly, "He's a nice kid! You're just jealous."

"Am not! Let's face it Stink Baby; he's a goody-goody. But besides that; anyone else?"

I smirked, "How about...Miranda?" My eyes widened, "Oh my god, Miranda! Puck, I'm such a horrible person!"

Puck raised an eyebrow, "Um...why exactly are you a horrible person Grimm? You seem perfectly fine to me."

I focused back onto Puck, flashing him a quick smile for his indirect compliment before replying.

"She likes you...a lot. I'm supposed to be her friend and she asked me if I liked you and I told her no and now we're going to go to school together and she's going to find out and she's going to hate me forever!"

"Um...right...so then, why did you say no?"

"Because I was denying it, you idiot! Emily was right; this is going to be a nightmare!"

Puck patted me on the back; a little awkward now. "Uh, okay. So what do we do?"

"I'll just...slowly break it to her. She's really nice, and I don't want to hurt her."

He looked at me; a little confused. "Er..sure."

I laughed at his awkward expression, "You know, for the King of Faerie you're not that bright."

He snorted. "I'm way smarter than you at least."

I cocked my head. "Really? I would have never known."

"Shut up, Grimm."

I laughed as Puck pulled me closer for a kiss, finally, and continued on even after he let go. It felt good just to be with him.

~~~Time Skip~~~

Puck ended up dragging me to school really early to check into the office; which in reality took only 5 minutes after I explained that I would show him around. So here we were, sitting at the tables all alone, with Puck sitting calmly, and me grousing at his side.

"Why did you even have me come here with you? I could've slept for another 30 minutes!"

"And miss my company? No one in their right minds would miss being with me for mere sleep!"

I snorted, "Oh, I would. I'm very happy when I sleep, thank you very much. You seem to be the exact same when you snore away, sucking on your thumb.

Puck squinted his eyes at me, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh really? Do you still have Kraven the Deceiver? You know that's an awfully fierce name for a unicorn...maybe he prefers Rainbow, or maybe even Cuddlekins."

Puck scowled as the tips of his ears turned red, "Shut up, Grimm! I will have you know I've ditched Kraven and the footie pajamas a long time ago."

"Aww, you poor muffin. You should have something to comfort you."

Puck rolled his eyes and pulled me close to him, "Are you going to be quiet soon Grimm, or do I have to use other methods? Besides, I have you to comfort me." His nose brushed mine.

I jumped a little at his words, did he really mean that? Then, not wanting to show my immediate reaction, I smirked, "I don't know...I'm awfully mad at you for dragging me out of my sleep. You'd have to shut me up and make it up for me."

"Hmmm, I suppose you're right. I wonder what I can do...I have an idea."

"What is it?"

Puck was whispering now, leaning over ever so closer. "This." He pressed his lips lovingly against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, digging my fingers into that soft, curly hair while he tugged me closer. By then, we were too far away from reality to really see what was going on. Until…

"Sabrina?" I let go and swiveled around to see Miranda; her clear blue eyes sparkling with tears of betrayal.

"Miranda! I know it looks bad but-"

She didn't even bother to hear out my desperate pleas but fled, emitting soft sobs that we could hear plainly in the distance.

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