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Chapter 5:

"So are you going tonight?" Tony asked him as soon as he dropped the Starbucks purchases on the dining table. Puck was spending the morning at Tony's.

"No." He said curtly as he grabbed a toast from the plate at the middle. Maxxie was still slaving on the pancakes so he just had to settle with the toast for the mean time. "I have to finish reading the novel I bought."

Tony snorted as he fished the coffee out of the paper bag and placed it carefully on the table. "Seriously?" Tony asked as he put a hand on Puck's forehead as if checking his temperature. Puck slapped it away. "Bro, I know you love reading but between novels and booze, I believe you'll choose the latter. What's the deal?"

"I don't feel like partying." Puck said flatly, not meeting Tony's eyes and just settled on spreading marmalade on his toast. Truth was, he had an agenda tonight and going to the party would just ruin it. "And I still have to finish my business report anyway."

Tony shook his head. His best friend knew that he was not that serious on studying. Don't get him wrong. He was a decent student and he believed that he was intelligent enough not to slave on text books and other study materials.

"Noah Benjamin," Tony said as he sipped his coffee. "You are weirding me out."

Puck just shrugged. There would be a lot of parties coming. He just had to miss the one tonight for something really important.

***!***

Kurt glanced at his wrist watch. It was already quarter past six and in forty-five minutes, his date would arrive. Chad had told him the details about his date for tonight. His name was Jared but Kurt couldn't recall his last name because it was hard to remember. It was some sort of a Polish surname. Jared's a senior, two years ahead of him. He's the captain of the basketball team, stood six foot five and a pre-Med student. And Chad had drilled in his head enough times that Jared was a catch and he should do good in his date.

Kurt breathed deeply as he smoothed down his white off shoulders long sleeved cashmere. The material hugged his body on all the right places. Even his tight Armani black jeans went well with it. He just had to find the right shoes to wear with them but now, he had to moisturize first and apply some color on his face. He then grabbed his vanity kit from his bedside drawer and went inside the bathroom to use the mirror above the sink. It was a good thing that Puck was out. There was no one to distract him. He left the bathroom open to let out the humid air from his hot shower earlier.

As he was about to open the tube of moisturizer, he heard their dorm room slam. He didn't have to be a psychic to know that it was Puck. He continued to open the tube and as he was about to squeeze a generous amount on his palm, Puck entered the bathroom in his boxers.

"Oh shit. I didn't know you're here." Puck said sheepishly. Kurt bit his lower lip. Of course Puck knew he was in there. The bathroom light was turned on. Puck couldn't be really subtle even his life depended on it.

"It's okay, I'm just applying moisturizer." Kurt said in a low tone as he averted his gaze from Puck's very toned chest and just concentrated on applying the moisturizer on his face.

"Oh." Puck said. "For your fancy date tonight." He added in a flat tone. Kurt heard malice in them as if Puck was jealous or something then Kurt shook his head mentally. Why would Puck be jealous? It was so not the case. Puck was just here to tease him.

"Yeah." He said as he continued to apply the cream on his face and then to his surprise, Puck was now standing on his back as he reached for the cabinet above the mirror. Kurt felt Puck's biceps brushed on his bare shoulder. He shivered involuntarily.

"Just need my razor." Puck muttered as Kurt watched him as he searched for the electronic razor in the cabinet. Puck was so closed to him that he could smell the mixture of his cologne and masculine scent. Finally, after a few agonizing seconds, Puck successfully extracted the razor from the cabinet.

Kurt let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding. How Puck could turn a normal situation to a sexual tension was beyond him.

"Kurt." Puck said huskily as he stared at him through the mirror. Puck was still standing behind him and Kurt could feel his warmth through the fabric of his clothes.

"Yeah?" Kurt muttered as he gripped the side of the sink in tension. He locked eyes with Puck through the reflection. He dared not to break the eye contact or else, Puck would instantly know that he was affected with this little engagement.

"If your date tried to do something other than a goodnight kiss, kick him in the groin."

"Huh?" Kurt was lost. "I..I don't think that will happen." He managed to say, trying not to notice the ripple of muscles on Puck's shoulders.

"He will," Puck said matter-of-factly with so much intensity in his eyes that made Kurt felt naked. "coz you look so damn irresistible right now." Puck added as he waltzed out of the bathroom, leaving him flustered in his wake.

***!***

Puck so wanted to catch the words back as soon as he let them out. Having told Kurt that he was irresistible in those clothes was like accepting defeat. But he'd be damned if he would think that Kurt didn't look gorgeous in those chosen clothes because holy shit, Kurt looked so fine. He had suddenly the strong urge to lick on the curve of Kurt's neck and leave a huge hickey but of course, he couldn't do it. Not on Kurt who looked innocent with his gorgeous blue green eyes. He wouldn't be that guy again.

He then slumped lazily on his bed and grabbed his phone. It was time to put his plans into action. But he had to wait until Kurt was gone with his date. He typed quickly on his phone.

Hey babe, are you ready? – Puck

He tapped patiently on his phone as he waited for a response. He glanced briefly at the bathroom. Kurt was still there, still making himself pretty for his date. Puck's face darkened in a scowl. Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

Ready when you are. – Mattie

Puck smiled. Mattie was his classmate in econ and one of Maxxie's friends. He was the first one who came in his mind when he planned his agenda for tonight. He was really grateful that Mattie agreed with no questions asked but he knew that once the plan began, there would be a lot of queries but he was not really worried to answer them.

Okay. Call you later. Thanks babe, owe you one.

He tossed the phone on his bed and grabbed the novel by his bedside drawer and tried to read but his attention shifted to the bathroom and Kurt's off shoulder garment. He couldn't take his mind off those creamy shoulders and the blush on Kurt's cheeks when he told him that he was irresistible. Crap, what was happening to him?

Suddenly, a knock came on the door. It was probably Kurt's date. He decided to ignore the knock and let Kurt opened the door. On the third knock, Kurt sauntered out of the bathroom and walked to the door. Puck watched as the door revealed a tall guy with chestnut hair that fell just above his shoulders. The guy was handsome and when he smiled, two set of dimples appeared. Puck knew him. The guy's a member of the All Defensive team and one of the highest pointers in the league. Puck would have tried out for the basketball team but football was his calling.

"Hey, you must be Kurt." The guy greeted in his deep voice as he stepped in the room. "Chad showed me your picture." He added coolly much to Puck's distaste.

"Typical Chad." Puck heard Kurt said but he could hear laughter in his voice. "Yup that's me and you must be Jared." Puck watched as Jared handed Kurt a huge bouquet of white roses. Puck hoped that Kurt was allergic to flowers and embarrassed the guy but Kurt accepted it without sneezing.

"You're a bit early." Kurt said as he led Jared to his desktop chair.

"Am I?" Jared asked in that cool tone. "Guess I'm just excited to meet you." Puck rolled his eyes at the audacity of the guy.

Kurt just smiled at Jared and then turned to face Puck. "By the way, this is Puck, my roomie." Kurt gestured at Puck. "Puck this is Jared."

Jared made a wave and nodded and Puck reluctantly returned the nod. He hoped that Jared wouldn't start a conversation because he was not in the mood for any. He went back to his novel and pretended to read. Jared must have taken the cue and didn't say anything.

"I made a reservation at Backsy's," Jared said after few seconds of silence and Puck's ears went to instant alert.

Backsy's was the fancy restaurant in Upper East Side. A thirty minute drive from the campus was required to reach said restaurant.

"So do you want to catch a movie first or later after the dinner?" Jared asked.

"How about dinner first? I don't want to spoil my appetite with popcorn." Kurt answered and that was Puck's cue. He stood up from his bed and went to his cabinet and grabbed a fresh pair of jeans and a white V-neck shirt. He wore them hastily, not caring if there were two people in the room who were probably watching him. He then opened his bedside drawer and rummaged for his car keys which he barely used. Grabbing his phone, he said a quick goodbye to Kurt and ignored Jared as he sprinted out of the room.

He quickly dialed Mattie's number. The latter picked up on the third ring. "Meet me at the parking lot asap."

***!***

Puck tapped his steering wheel patiently as he waited for Mattie. He was parked across the street from Backsy's. The blonde had given him a weird look when he told him to check if they could still make a reservation. It was a Sunday and the restaurant was buzzing with patrons and Puck would be really lucky if they could snag a seat. From his driver's side window, he spotted the slim blonde crossing the street to his car. Puck lowered his window.

"Puckerman, you're one lucky bastard. One of their customers backed out, they gave us the spot." The blonde said with a smile.

Puck let out a sigh of relief.

"I can't believe you're spending just to spy on your roommate." Earlier, Puck had told Mattie why he needed him tonight and in order for Mattie to understand properly, he had also relayed the events that had happened the past days. At the end of his story, Mattie had had an amused look on his face and the blonde had teased him that maybe, he was crushing on Kurt.

"I'm not spying on him." Puck retorted as he climbed out of his car and pushed a button on his keys to lock the door.

"So what do you call this?" Mattie asked as they walked side by side towards the front entrance of the restaurant.

"I was just curious, is all." He said as he nodded at the maitre'd who greeted them as they entered.

"Curious won't make you drive all the way here and spend money on a fine dining restaurant." Mattie said as he sat on their reserved table. Puck followed suit and signaled for the waiter.

"Can you get me a glass of cranberry juice? And a bottle of Evian for the lady." Puck told the waiter. Mattie threw him a balled up tissue at the word 'lady'. "Kurt is just new in town. New York is a jungle. There are a lot of predators here." He said to Mattie as soon as the waiter was gone to get their order.

Mattie rolled his eyes at him. "I know Jared. He's a good guy. He's going to take care of your Kurt."

"He's not my Kurt." Puck said defensively. But why are you here, spending a lovely Sunday night just to spy on your roommate? A voice at the back of his head said. "I'm just concerned about his welfare."

"Or are you just scared that he'll bed Kurt first before you?" The blonde asked point blank.

Puck had absolutely nothing to say to that. It wasn't the case. It was something much deeper. He didn't know what. He was still trying to figure it out.

"Did I touch a nerve Puckerman?" Mattie teased when he didn't answer. And then Puck's eyes went wide as he spotted Kurt and Jared entering the front door. From where he sat, he had a clear view of the front door.

"They're here." Puck hissed under his breathe and Mattie looked over his shoulder and true as it was, Kurt came in first followed by Jared's tall frame. The couple's table was three tables from their right.

"Wow, they looked good together." Mattie gushed and Puck rolled his eyes and to his horror, Kurt's eyes landed on their table. Those blue green orbs registered surprise. Puck held Kurt's gaze until the brunet looked away without a word.

"Busted." Mattie said.

***!***

Puck glanced at the digital wall clock of their room. It read 11:45 PM. Kurt was still out with Jared. He had the strong urge to call Kurt but then remembered that he didn't have the brunet's mobile number. Two hours ago, he had fled the restaurant with Mattie and decided to give Kurt his privacy. Okay, that wasn't the truth. He just couldn't handle seeing Kurt held gazes with Jared. Plus, Mattie had accused him of being jealous and to prove that he's not, they left the restaurant without waiting for the main course to be served.

Puck stood up from the bed and paced back and forth on the tiled floor. He really didn't know what was happening to him. He just met Kurt three days ago and the brunet had a lingering effect on him. It was so frustrating not to know what he was currently feeling. Or probably he was just in denial. Maybe, Tony was right. He was crushing on Kurt. No. That was not the case. He stopped pacing when he heard the door knob rattled. He quickly went back to his bed and pretended to sleep.

The door creaked open and Kurt's watermelon perfume filled the air.

"What are you doing in the restaurant?" Puck heard Kurt said. How the hell did Kurt know that he was just feigning sleep? "I know you're still awake Puck." Kurt added impatiently.

Puck sat up on the bed and looked at Kurt with his arms crossed on his chest. "I was just having dinner with a friend. Is that a crime now?"

Kurt laughed harshly. "Yeah right. Of all the places in New York, you chose that restaurant." The brunet said in an exasperated tone. "You followed didn't you?"

This time, Puck snorted. "Followed you? Don't flatter yourself Hummel. The last time I checked, I was the one who first came in there." Puck could see Kurt's cheeks flushed. Kurt probably realized his point.

Kurt scoffed. "I knew you did that on purpose. Are you planning to ruin my date?" Kurt asked in an aggravated tone. "Because ever since I walked in here, you probably decided to make a play with the new guy. Are you scared that someone will snatch your toy away from you?"

Puck's mouth dropped open. "What are you talking about?" What the hell was going on in here?

"C'mon Puck, don't play innocent." Kurt said in a tired tone. "The teasing game you started two nights ago. How's that for starters?"

"I didn't know you were watching." Puck said. Kurt had realized their little game, there was no point denying it.

Kurt shook his head. "Yeah right. Whatever gets you through the night." The brunet said as he turned his back to him and walked to his cabinet like he was putting an end to the conversation.

Well, Puck didn't want the conversation to end. "You had your share too. How about yesterday night when you did that little strip tease?" He asked in a mischievous tone. He watched as Kurt's back turned rigid. "I might have started a game but I didn't force you to play with it."

Kurt turned around and faced him again. The brunet's eyes were flashing and his cheeks were bright red. Puck didn't know if it was from anger or from embarrassment.

"You are unbelievable." Kurt finally said through gritted teeth.

"And you're so damn sexy when you're mad." Puck said with a smirk. That comment made Kurt blushed harder.

"Shut up Puck, you're not getting any from me." Kurt said with conviction.

"Relax Kurt, I'm not expecting any." Puck retorted. "Because I think that aside from those long legs, you really have nothing to offer." He added cockily. Kurt's eyebrow shot up to his forehead but didn't say anything. And to Puck's surprise, Kurt started stripping off his clothes in front of him. First to go was the cashmere and then the tight jeans until Kurt was only in his white snug tank top and skimpy red Armani briefs.

"What the hell are you doing?" Puck asked as he quickly walked to Kurt when the latter was in the act of stripping off his briefs. He grabbed Kurt's wrists to stop from going all the way naked. "What the fuck Kurt?"

Kurt struggled against his hold. "You said that I have nothing to offer right? So there's no risk of turning you on even though I'm naked." Kurt said and Puck could feel the brunet's warm breath against his cheek. "So if you'll excuse me, I'd like to be in my birthday suit."

Puck just stared at the brunet. Of course, he didn't mean it when he said that Kurt had nothing to offer because hell, Kurt had a lot to offer. He was now struggling not to get a hard on but Kurt's body was just inches away from him and he was having a hard time to focus on dead kittens and his grandma in bikini.

"What?" Kurt asked as he continued to stare. He was still holding Kurt wrists but the brunet was no longer struggling. Puck couldn't take it anymore. He'd explode if he wouldn't do what was on his mind right now so he leaned down and closed the gap between him and Kurt by placing his lips on Kurt's pliant ones. He expected Kurt to push him but the latter parted his lips as if inviting his tongue in. He happily obliged, He let go of Kurt's wrists so he could encircle his arms around the brunet's slender waist. Kurt on the other hand, looped his arms around his neck as their kiss went from slow to fiery hot.

Puck's hands went inside Kurt's top and he quickly parted from Kurt so he could take off the latter's tank top. Kurt raised his arms as Puck took off the top and tossed it on the bed and then the brunet's arms went back to encircling his neck as they resumed the kiss. Puck's hand traveled down on Kurt's smooth back and as his hands reached the curve of Kurt's ass, he hooked his thumb in the waistband and slowly pulled down the Kurt's briefs. He stopped when the underwear was halfway down Kurt's butt cheeks.

"So Kurt, are we really doing this?" Puck asked breathlessly against Kurt's kiss swollen lips. Kurt made a tiny nod and Puck bit Kurt's lower lip gently as he lifted Kurt up and the brunet wrapped his legs around his waist.

Kurt Hummel really had a lot to offer.

Tbc..

Next chapter will be Kurt's POV. So what do you think? Should I continue the sexier part or was it too early for them to do it? Well of course it was part of the story but it might be too early. What do you think? All mistakes are mine.