Disclaimer: Standard still applies.
A/N: This is it for now, but if you have idears, I might write them and then there will be more.
"Problems, Noah?" Kurt asked as he answered his phone.
"Well, no." Puck said quickly.
"Please tell me this isn't a drunk call." Kurt sighed.
"It's not a drunk call." Puck said quickly. "It's a asking out on a date call."
"A what?" Kurt sounded amused.
"I want to ask you out on a date." Puck swallowed, knowing that if he did end of dating Kurt he wouldn't want Kurt too angry at him because he remembered what Kurt did at the warehouse.
"A what?" Kurt sounded amused.
"A date. With me. The two of us. Dinner, movie. That sort of thing." Puck answered.
There was silence and Puck was starting to wonder if something had happened to Kurt when he head, "Breadsticks. Seven, Thursday night. If nothing comes up of course."