Chapter 6 :
" I'm so sorry Puck." Kurt said. Puck turned toward him, with all that had happened he had almost forgotten that he was there.
"Why are you sorry ?" He asked sharply. "He's the one who should be fuckin' sorry !" He shouted pointing at the door. "Why did he even kidnap you in the first place ?" Puck was so infuriated he couldn't stop himself from snapping. "Sorry for the tone." He added.
" It's okay, I shouted insults at him for an hour after he tied me there." Kurt explained.
"And why did he fuckin' kidnap you ?" Puck asked again.
"Can't we just drop this question ?" Kurt asked blushing.
"Mmm... Let me think about -no ! This is the fuckin' reason why we're here so I want to know what it is." Kurt sighed.
"Karofsky is kind of... attracted by me or something like that. I made it clear that nothing would never happen between us but last week I think he lost it and kidnapped me when I was at my car."
"Karofsky's gay ?" Puck exclaimed in disbelief. It turned out to be very painful to shout something and Puck had to double up and wrap his arms around his ribs refraining himself from crying in pain.
"Puck you're hurt ?" Kurt asked concerned.
"No I'm fuckin' fine I just received a baseball bat in the ribs, I have no idea why I'd be hurt." Puck said sarcastically.
"Come here." Kurt told him standing up from the bed and motioning Puck to lay on it. Puck did so and felt automatically better.
"Wait, we're sharing a bed ?" Puck asked. Kurt blushed instantly.
"I'll sleep on the ground until your ribs are better then we'll swap." He said.
"Alright." Puck answered closing his eyes to ease the pain.
"We should maybe … I don't know, put something around your ribs to ease the pain." Kurt offered tentatively.
"Nah, I already had cracked ribs before, there's nothing to do except wait and suffer." He answered moodily. He realized that he had been all kinds of aggressive towards the boy since he got there. "But thanks for trying to help." He added trying to sound thankful.
" I'm going to shower, close your eyes please." Kurt told Puck.
" I guess there's no hot water ?" Puck asked, not closing his eyes in the slightest.
"In case you haven't noticed we're in a damn little hut in the middle of the forest, sometimes I get some electricity but it's quite rare." Kurt answered taking off his t shirt.
"Wait you said that he never harmed you then what is that ?" Puck asked pointing at the blue bruise on the right side of Kurt's chest.
"That's nothing, it doesn't even hurt, he did this when I didn't want to enter the shed for the first time." Kurt explained. "Now close your eyes this stupid curtain is very tiny."
This time Puck respected Kurt's intimacy.
When he went out of the shower Kurt quickly grabbed a tiny towel before dressing again. When he allowed Puck to open his eyes again the smaller boy looked scared.
"Why do you look at me like that ? I'm not gonna hit you or something you know." Puck said irritated.
"I'm not afraid of you it's just that I thought he'd never be violent, he looked like he regretted kidnapping me but he hit you with a baseball bat and locked you too." Kurt explained.
" I guess he doesn't mind hurting me, he doesn't like me, but it looks like he likes you a lot." Puck said smirking and quirking an eyebrow.
"Don't joke about it." Kurt scowled.
"We should rather joke about it than cry. Except if... He didn't do you anything did he ?" Puck asked feeling bad all of a sudden.
"I already told he never harmed me." Kurt answered.
"I mean he didn't rape you or anything right ?" Kurt opened wide eyes.
"Of course he didn't rape me ! How can you even think of that !" Kurt said outraged.
"Hey stop yelling at me I'm just asking !" Puck said irritated.
"Well next time don't talk at all it will be better." Kurt answered.
"Fine !" Puck said crossing his arms across his chest.
Kurt took a piece of cloth from the floor and laid down on the floor using it as a pillow. They remained silent for a very long time and at night time Puck started to shiver.
"It's fuckin' cold !" He said from under the thin cover. Kurt didn't answer Puck looked down at him assuming he was sleeping. He saw the smaller boy folded on himself shaking as well.
"Come here Hummel." He said. Kurt shook his head. "C'mon you're all freezing, the blanket is big enough for the two of us." He insisted. He also thought that being two in one bed would warm them up but he'd never say that to the gay kid. Kurt didn't move for a few seconds before standing up and laying on the very edge of the bed, he looked about to fall on the floor. Puck grabbed the blanket and spread it over the two of them.
They remained silent and Puck was glad because it was kind of an awkward situation. The very morning of this day he would have never imagined falling asleep in the same bed as Hummel. But now he was glad the smaller boy was there because he brought warmth.
That night, Puck couldn't manage to find real sleep since he was too cold. When he opened his eyes for the last time he felt something warm spread across his body. Sleepy Hummel seemed to be kind of wheedling. He let him do so since it was really warming. The boy was smiling in his sleep and Puck couldn't help but think that he looked like a child sleeping with his parents or his big teddy bear. He didn't move to not wake up his kind of cell mate, he might have spent the most terrible week of his life so the least Puck could do was to let him sleep when he managed to.
When Kurt started to move slightly, indicating he wasn't far from being awake, he rubbed softly his hand against Puck's chest. That was becoming more and more awkward. However, when the countertenor opened his eyes a big disappointment appeared in his eyes at the sight of Puck. He might have dreamed of someone else he was cuddling against.
"Happy to see you too." Puck said coldly.
"Go to hell Puckerman." Kurt told him tiredly standing up.
"You didn't look like you wanted me to go to hell when your sleepy self was playing all touchy-feely with my abs." He said smirking.
"I hate you." Kurt said not facing Puck.
"Oh c'mon Hummel ! Tell me at least who you thought I was in your dream !" Puck knew he was getting Kurt really pissed but could not stop himself.
"Stop talking about it !" Kurt ordered severely.
"Listen, if we don't talk about it you'll feel uneasy for the rest of the day so I say we joke about it once and forget it." Puck said feeling incredibly clever.
"I'm not joking about it ! First because I should not dream about him, second, because we're detained in a shed in the middle of the forest and all I can manage to dream of are stupid cheesy moments that won't ever happen." Kurt explained irritated.
"Wow ! Okay, to answer to that, first, I have no idea who you're talking about but if it's a lost cause just allow yourself to dream about him that's the closest thing you'll have to something happening between the two of you. Second, the chance for you to dream of a way to escape this fuckin' armored shed are very tiny so dream about whatever you want, you can even touch these again if it helps you figuring your dream boy." Puck said showing his abs and quirking both eyebrows. Kurt sighed.
"I assume you'll be offended if I say that I was better alone" Kurt said and, indeed, Puck didn't like that.
"Listen Hummel, either you like it or not I'm here, and I'm here because of you so stop bitching at me all the time !" Puck answered.
"Because of me ? You're here because of me ? You're not the knight in shining armor you think you are Puckerman, you found me by accident and instead of saving me you managed to get yourself locked up as well."
"I was fuckin' trying to help you and received a baseball bat in the ribs for you, forgotten already ?" He sneered.
They both heard a noise at the door and fell silent. Puck was more than pissed off, he was hurt and felt like he had done that for nothing. A plan slowly sank to him. An evil plan, a plan the Joker would be proud of.
He quickly walked towards Kurt and the second Karofsky entered he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist.
"What's goin' on here, I could hear you screaming from the..." Karofsky trailed off when he saw them. "Puckerman stay away from Kurt." He ordered. Puck didn't move.
"Oh, jealous much ? We spent the night together you know it creates kind of a connection between two people." Puck said in a really calm voice.
"Shut up Puckerman, shut up !" Karofsky shouted and it made Puck smirk. "Kurt, you go back to the bed, Puckerman you come here !" He said, brandishing the baseball bat. They both obeyed and Karofsky led Puck outside. "You don't move until I'm done talking." He ordered and Puck nodded obediently. " I don't want to see you when I come and see Kurt so I let you go." When Puck started to move Karofsky grabbed his arm. "But, you'll never tell anyone where is Kurt."
"You know I'll tell people." Puck said honestly.
"You won't Puck, your sister comes to my house everyday and I don't like her, if you tell someone you'll have to blame yourself if something happens to her. And don't try to find her another nanny otherwise Kurt will be the one to be hurt and I swear I'd do it." Karofsky said. Puck nodded trying to find flaw in Karofsky's plan but didn't find any. "Now fuck off."
"Can I say something to Kurt first ?" He asked. Karofsky shook his head.
"When I tell you to fuck off, you fuck off !" The jock shouted.
"Au revoir Kurt !" Puck said loudly for the smaller boy inside the shed to hear it. Then he walked back to the edge of the forest.
He felt really really bad for leaving Kurt alone with Karofsky, the plan hadn't exactly worked as it was supposed to. He had thought that, if Karofsky thought they were together he would release them both. But at least, one of them was outside.
He really hoped that Kurt had understood his message. Puck spoke a very little bit of French but knew that "au revoir" meant that you'd see the person again. He knew that Kurt spoke French and really hoped that he would understand that he meant he'd be back for him, that he wasn't leaving him alone.