Okay, so this is the last official chapter. Don't worry, I have plans for an epilogue. I was writing this on and off all day, plowing through the tiny bit of writers block I had. I wasn't sure how I wanted this chapter to end, but I think the end result was cute. I have another Puckurt fic in the works, so I might start writing that one a lot more once the epilogue for this is done. I prefer to at least have most of the story written before I start posting it, so it might be some time before it's out!

Anyway, here's chapter 6.

I do not own Glee. Just a love for all things Puckurt :D

When Burt left, the two boys were left in an awkward silence. It was broken by Puck.

"Okay, Kurt I know what this is about. This is about what Karofsky said in the locker room, right?" Kurt nodded. "I wasn't sure at the time. The feelings were oh so new to me. I wasn't sure how to take them. When I realized that was what you wanted to talk to me about, I worked it out in my head.
"I don't believe in labels. I think they are stupid and pointless. But I do like you. It took me the whole car ride here to work that out. I understand if you don't like me back. In fact, I'd be very surprised if you did. After I teased you all through high school. I just wanted you to know."

Kurt just stared at Puck.

Puck awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah."

Kurt motioned for Puck to come to him, so Puck stumbled forward. Kurt grabbed his hand in both of his and pulled him closer. Soon enough, Puck's face was right in front of Kurt's and Puck was confused. What was going on? Was Kurt trying to tease him? Kurt wasn't about to kiss him, was he?

Without waiting any longer, Kurt closed the small distance between them and placed his lips on Puck's. They both immediately felt fireworks erupt in their heads. Puck kissed back and placed his free hand on Kurt's cheek. They kissed until they were going to pass out from lack of air. That was when Kurt pulled away and rested his forehead on Puck's.

"I like you too," he whispered. They smiled at each other and went in for another kiss.

Burt was feeling a little impatient. He was pacing the hallway, wanting to go rip those boys' heads off. Maybe castrate them so they couldn't do it to anyone else, ever again. He promised Kurt he would be standing outside though. He decided to carefully peer through the window in the door and saw the two boys kissing.

He had never been angry at his son for being gay. He knew the truth ever since Kurt was 3. It didn't mean he wanted to see him kissing another boy. Especially a boy he thought was straight. That didn't matter now though. Since Kurt had that Puckerman boy for company, he was just going to go for a walk. Yes, that's all. Just to clear his head. If he just happened to stumble across one of the boys he had asked Noah for their names, he wasn't going to be responsible for his actions.

They pulled away from kiss number two, both smiling. 'So this was what it was like to kiss a boy', they both thought. Kurt had imagined what it would be like for months, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. Puck had never imagined it. He thought for his whole life he was straight- wait there he goes again, labelling himself. He thought his whole life he liked girls. He never once thought about experimenting. That is until Kurt Hummel.

"As much as I love kissing you," Puck began in a whisper. "We should probably stop now. Your father is just outside, probably getting all impatient."

Kurt nodded. "Your right. You can let him back in," he replied, also in a whisper.

Puck reluctantly walked away from the bed, towards the door to get Kurt's father. He opened the door and looked outside, but realized, Burt was nowhere to be seen. "Uhm, Kurt. Your dad seems to have gone walkabout."

Kurt's eyes flashed with worry, but then sighed. "It's okay. He won't do anything stupid. He doesn't even know the boys names."

"Umm, Kurt, there's something I should tell you," Puck said and rubbed the back of his neck again. "I kind of told him their names."

Kurt's eyes widened. "You did what?"

"I thought he wouldn't do anything stupid!" Puck said quickly.

Kurt scoffed. "Yeah, the father of a rape victim who knows the names of the people responsible won't do anything stupid. Were you not thinking?"

Puck looked down. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. "Listen, I'll go find him before he can do anything stupid."

Kurt felt bad when he heard Puck mumble a sorry. "Wait, Noah. Come here," he said. Puck shuffled forward, looking at the ground. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to have a go. I just get worried about my dad. But yes, go find him, please. I would but not only can I not walk from the pain, but also the doctors won't let me leave my bed."

Puck nodded and leant in for a quick kiss, before scurrying out of the room.

He didn't have to look long. He saw Burt Hummel just outside the emergency department, pacing. He looked livid.

"Mr. Hummel?" he called out and ran to the man.

Burt looked up at Puck, but looked back down and continued pacing. He didn't have time for this Puckerman kids talk. He had to find those boys. He would start with that Finn kid. He seemed to be the leader.

"Mr. Hummel?" Puck repeated, quieter now he was closer. Burt continued to ignore him. "Please, sir." Puck put a hand on Burt's shoulder to stop him. "Come in and see Kurt. He's worried you're going to do something stupid."

Burt looked up at that and narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean stupid?"

Puck removed his hand. "You know, go find the boys. Hurt them. Kill them. I don't know what's going through your mind right now, but Kurt doesn't want you going to jail because you hit a kid. Just let the police deal with them."

"I thought you were looking after Kurt. When I looked in the room, you guys seemed pretty happy."

Puck thought about that. Then he realized what was meant by that. "Sir, yes, Kurt and I kissed, but I'm not you. I'm not his father. He wants his father right now. And you going to beat three kids up is something he doesn't need. Please, sir. Come see him. He needs you."

Burt's expression softened. He looked down. "Your right," he mumbled. "I wasn't thinking. Going off to find those boys would have been stupid. I was letting my heart take me the wrong way. I want nothing more than to rip those boys heads off. Maybe castrate them for what they did to Kurt. But my head is telling me I shouldn't do that. That I should go comfort my son. He's the victim in all this."

Puck sighed and nodded. Happy he was about to knock some sense into Burt's head. "Yes, sir. That's right. Now, come on. We'll go in together." Burt nodded.

Later that night, it was just Kurt and Puck in the room. Burt had said he was going to go home and get a few of Kurt's things. Even if it was just one night, Kurt didn't want to miss out on his nightly skin routine. Burt had agreed to go get them, on the condition Puck never left the room. Burt was feeling paranoid about his son since he'd found him in the locker room.

Kurt had been in contact with the rest of Glee club - minus Finn - promising them they could come see him the next day after school. He would be home by then.

"Thank-you," Kurt whispered into the silence.

Puck was a little confused. "For what?"

"For not leaving me today in the locker room. I don't know what the outcome would have been if you weren't there."

Puck smiled. "No worries. And thank-you."

Now was Kurt's turn to be confused. Before he could ask 'what for', Puck answered.

"For taking a chance with me. For forgiving me when you didn't need to. For kissing me when I told you my feelings."

Kurt smiled and grabbed one of Puck's hands that were lying on the bed. Puck was sitting in one of the uncomfortable hospital chairs. "Anytime," he whispered.

They fell asleep, Kurt lying on his side, facing Puck and Puck with his head on the bed, next to Kurt's, still holding hands. That's how Burt found them when he came back. He smiled and decided not to wake them. They had both had long days and needed sleep. He got into one of the armchairs and fell asleep himself.