Sorry I havent updated in forever guys! I feel horrible so I took lots of time trying to write you guys a new chapter. I juts hadn't had the inspiration but I guess I did tonight. I apologize majorly for everything, but thsi chapter finally involves Burt and a little smexiness :) GLEE! 3

By the time the officer had finished speaking to Mrs. Karofsky and entered the room, Kurt had settled a lot more comfortably into the chair, his shoulders more relaxed and breath less jumpy. He had even remained in this state of calm while talking to the officer, gripping Pucks hand the whole time as if he was the only thing keeping him together.

Puck had never seen that side of Kurt before, he had seen his I'm hurt but I'm hiding it side, and his I hate everyone side and even his lifes okay side, but this, the terrified save me side, had never been seen before, and all it did was make Puck want to follow the small boy everywhere to protect him. Maybe it was instinct, maybe not, but Puck knew that if Kurt asked, he would help him, with anything.

Just then the officer was cut off my a distinctly male voice in the hallway. "WHERE THE HELL IS MY SON!" Puck looked at Kurt, the small boy's already pale complexion turned a ghostly white and he sunk down in his chair, pulling his hand back from Pucks grasp. Puck could feel his rapid pulse in his hand, and his skin turned cold. He could only imagine how pissed Kurt's father must be before his brain added it's own contribution to his thoughts, Attention everybody! Mr. Burt Hummel is in the building, and by the sound of it, he's furious.

Kurt had had a pretty shitty day by this point, but add his dad into the picture, and hell his day had just turned from bad to fucking terrible. One second he had been sitting there, calming down, and being comforted by Puck and then next second his red faced father was standing two feet away, glaring full force at Kurt and staring daggers at Puck all at once. "What the hell Kurt?" he screamed, his face turning even more red with every second, and the anger radiating off him in waves. "You got raped and you didn't even tell me?". "Dad.." Kurt interrupted but was cut off again. "No!" he yelled, pointing his finger at Puck "Was this the motherfucker that did it! Huh Kurt? Did he?"

By this point Puck was crouched low in his seat, too afraid of the larger Hummel to even move. He held still face dropped low, and made no attempt to defend himself against the accusation, but Kurt had other ideas. "No." he spit out, gritting his teeth hard "Puck saved me! He kept me from doing something stupid, I owe him a hell of a lot Dad, and you have no god damn right to accuse him of anything!" He then turned to the officer, his hands clenching into fist so tight his knuckles turned bone white. "I don't want him here," he muttered quietly, a dramatic change from the angry mess he had been seconds before, "can you make him leave?"

The look of pure shame and shock that crossed Burt's face was saddening almost heartbreaking to Puck, who had removed his gaze from the floor to look upon the large man. Mr. Hummel put his hands up in surrender as the officer escorted him out of the door, his slowly reteating form slouching in defeat. "Kurt.." Puck started, but was interrupted. "I'm sorry," Kurt said, reaching over to clasp Puck's hand in his own, "You didn't deserve any of that. I really do owe you more than I could ever repay."

Puck sighed, vaguely recognizing the look upon Kurt's face, but ignoring the feeling it caused in his stomach. "You don't owe me anything," he stated as he rose to his feet and pulled Kurt into a tight hug, slowly moving backwards after a few seconds to look the other boy in the eyes. "Helping you is enough, because, I... I've been trying to fix me...and well, I've been finding that...that you can do that. And I... Well maybe, I could help fix you too?"

The next thing Puck knew his lips were connecting roughly to Kurt's, the obvious passion flooding through the veins of both boys, and thoughts erased from both minds. It was sweet, sensual, passionate, and electric. Puck had never felt like this before, and now that he had, he was scared of this feeling, this rush. He pushed Kurt backwards gently and turned his gaze towards the floor. "Kurt I... I can't," he said, "I just, I...I don't know." He looked up into the sea coloured eyes of the smaller male and sighed knowingly, that look, the one he had recognized was staring back at him. He saw the hurt in those eyes that he had seen the first time he had recognized that gaze, the first time he had caught Kurt staring at Finn."God Kurt," he whined, the smaller boys lips turning to a frown with every second. He reacted, and maybe it had been instinct, or maybe he wanted to see that smile again, or maybe he had just wanted to, but in the next instant he was forcing his lips against Kurt's again, enjoying the rush of uncertainty that flooded his mind.

When the officer knocked on the door, the boys separated quickly, returning to their seats, face flushed and lips pink from the friction of the kiss. She entered shortly after, slowly taking in the appearance of the two heavy-breathed boys who were looking in every direction except towards the other. She chuckled knowingly, a sigh escaping her lips before she added, "You guys can go now. You've been excused for the rest of the day, just...relax a little and, be safe." As the boys both turned a deep scarlet shade, she laughed again, turning and closing the door behind her with a click.

Hope you guys like it :) Favourite and review please! :D