A/N I do not own anyone or part of glee.
Tell Me What it Feels Like
Chapter 7: It's All I Know
Walking down the hall, Kurt jumped at every sound that might have been footsteps behind him. He still didn't know what was going to happen and he wasn't sure how badly he wanted to find out. Even though he was likely the only student here at school this early, he half expected to find Puck waiting for him in the music room. The door swung open with ease and he stepped inside; his eyes wildly searching for any hints, yet to no avail. He breathed a sigh of relief when he finally found the room was empty, but he also felt disappointed. Part of him was expecting something spectacular. He quietly cursed his own high expectations; for all he knew this was Puck's way of not having to answer his question. Then his mind started to work overtime; what if Puck only kept him hanging on and didn't really like him at all? What if he was a pity engagement? What if…? His thoughts were rudely interrupted by the door nearly swinging off its hinges.
Instead of turning around Kurt froze and waited to be addressed; but only heard the scraping of heels on the linoleum. The footfalls were teasingly heavy and slow as they passed back and forth behind the nervous soprano. His grip on the edge of the piano tightened and he sighed audibly; trying to make the mysterious figure think he was fed up with waiting. Just when he could hardly take it anymore he started to turn around but felt the second body brought up against his own; gently pressing him against the piano so he couldn't move. He tried to turn his head, but warm lips against his neck convinced him otherwise.
"You don't want to turn around," Puck's husky voice sent shivers through Kurt.
"Why not?" The words came out squeaky and hormone soaked.
"Because that would ruin the surprise," his hand slid between Kurt's right hip and the piano. Kurt gasped at the slight contact before he felt a folded piece of paper pressed into his palm.
"Don't read that until I leave. Now close your eyes," Kurt nodded and clasped his eyes shut until he heard the door to the music room slam shut. Breathing a sigh of mixed relief and eagerness he slowly composed himself; first straightening his shirt and readjusting his newly tightened pants. After taking a moment he hurriedly unfolded the piece of paper that had been balled into his hand and his eyes danced over the few words that decorated its lined surface.
Talk to Finn after glee today.
Kurt's clout of confusion was broken by the shrill ringing of the first bell of the day. He grumbled to himself and started to walk against the throng of people hurrying to get to class, not noticing the smirk that Puck sent him before disappearing inside the nurse's office. Classes were uneventful and even Mercedes' voice was wasted on the small boy as he nodded to every word she spoke.
"So I think tomorrow I'm going to wear polka dots and horizontal stripes together. What do you think Kurt?"
"Uh… that's great. Me too," even his words lacked enthusiasm, so she gently grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.
"I know you're out of it, but really? What's wrong with you?"
"Oh… um nothing," he let his eyes wonder and his face returned to its squinting expression.
"Kurt Hummel…" the diva's fierce use of his whole name finally earned his undivided attention.
"What did you say Mercedes?" he sounded lofty and apologetic.
"Are you okay? The last time you were like this you thought they were discontinuing your favorite brand of lip balm."
"Oh yeah, I'm just um… expecting something and I'm nervous to find out what it is."
"What are you expecting?" her voice drifted off as she thought of the possibilities.
"It's kind of a long story, but…" the brunette spat out the words as if they tasted horribly but Mercedes only caught: Puck, naked, kiss, and I'll let you know. Her voice rose an entire octave as she struggled to translate what she'd just been told and he bit his lip in anticipation of her thoughts.
"Well, it's about damn time." Kurt's eyes shot open and his jaw fell slack.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, you don't think that I haven't noticed that he's had eyes for you since Quinn had the baby. But if he hurts you, he'll have hell to pay."
"Yeah, from you and Finn both," he chuckled and fingered the note in his pants pocket.
"I knew that boy was good for something. So what are you expecting from Puck?"
"I don't know. We had our um… "fling" together and when I asked him if it meant we were dating, he just said he'd let me know and now I'm wondering how he's going to do that. He gave me this note earlier today," the note had permanent folds from Kurt's nervous hands.
"Talk to Finn- but I thought he didn't approve of this."
"That's what I thought, but after this weekend I don't know what to be sure of," he gently shrugged and took the note back into both of his hands; walking silently beside Mercedes to Glee practice.
The room was buzzing with gossip and song but even Kurt couldn't get into the groove today; he was too expectant. Everyone was there, except Puck and that made the soprano's stomach lurch. Today was surprisingly short. Mr. Shue merely gave them an assignment and dismissed them. Too eager to care, Kurt ran to Finn's side and gave him a questioning glare but said nothing as he offered the heavily abused note to the quarterback.
"Oh yeah, I have to take you somewhere," he looked like he was trying to remember something when his eyes twinkled and he nodded, taking Kurt's hand and leading him out of the music room.
"Where are we going?" reluctance was on the tip of Kurt's tongue.
"Um… it's kind of a secret," he continued to tug on the smaller boy's arm.
"Finn Hudson!" he dug his designer heels into the floor and refused to move any further, "Tell me what's going on. You were mad at Puck just last week for being around me so why are you helping him now?"
The jock shrugged and looked at the floor.
"I guess, well we talked about it and we're cool with each other now."
"Talked about what?" He leaned up trying to match the height of the boy towering over him.
"Well, I can't tell you that either, but it will all make sense. I promise," the familiar glint returned to his brown eyes and a part of Kurt weakened and allowed him to be dragged once again. Kurt's confusion hit an apex when he found their destination turned out to be the McKinley High football field.
"Now you have to wait here and um… just don't move," he ran down the bleachers and disappeared as Kurt audibly sighed for the umpteenth time that day. Convinced he was going to be waiting a while longer, he wiped the bench before finally sitting. His hands wrung one another gently and his eyes searched the field as though he might miss something. Twenty minutes went by before Finn emerged from the bottom of the bleachers with a smile plastered across his face.
"Well?" Kurt's question went unanswered. Instead Finn nodded towards the center of the field and Kurt's eyes followed hesitantly.
There was Puck, standing alone and looking more and more like Noah every time Kurt blinked. The mohawk was- again, cleanly shaven and gone. His usual tight jeans and t-shirt were replaced too. Kurt's smile must have been big enough for Noah to see because he started to slowly approach the bleachers and Kurt's heart nearly leapt out of his chest. Finn ran up to the announcer's booth, but his exit was barely noticed. Noah's white button up shirt, accompanied by a deep charcoal vest was seemingly out of character. Not to mention the black slacks and dress shoes. Kurt was reminded of when he sang The Lady is a Tramp, but the difference here was that it was all for him. Noah was finally within reach but Kurt was still mesmerized, so he blindly accepted Noah's hand when it bridged the distance between them.
"So, what do you think?" Noah sounded nervous.
"I love it," even those three words seemed muffled by Kurt's shock.
"There's more. Follow me," Puck's confidence surfaced and Kurt blushed. They ascended the bleachers until they reached the announcer's booth; where Finn had disappeared earlier. Puck knocked on the door and waited a moment before Finn opened it from inside. He was dressed clumsily in a button up shirt with a black tie and he gestured toward the middle of the room and Kurt's eyes shot open in surprise. There was a table set for two; lit by mismatched candles and catered with…what looked to be sandwiches. Kurt laughed softly and felt Puck shuffle his feet nervously.
"It's the only thing I know how to make."
"It's perfect," Kurt squeezed his arm and felt the jock relax.
"Do you guys need anything else? Rachel wants me to have dinner at her place."
"No man, you've done a lot already. Thanks bro," they approached each other awkwardly before finally pounding their fists together. Kurt mouthed a thank you and they shared a comforting nod as Finn left the room.
"So I guess you've chosen to wine and dine me?" Kurt's voice broke the silence.
"I guess I have," He smiled and threw his arms around the smaller boy; he could get used to this.
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