A/N: Wow, it's been a year since I updated this and I know you're all ready to kill me now. Anyway, I sure hope you still remember this craziness of mine. If you can't, you can always read it back. =)
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee and Oliver Queen
Chapter 13:
Kurt had woken up with a smile on his face. The movie night with Puck last night had been great. He couldn't help but smile as he remembered how Puck had teased him when he cried at the middle of the movie they were watching. Puck had told him that he was such a marshmallow and joked about eating him up because he was such a cute marshmallow. Kurt had blushed furiously and he was thankful that Puck's theatre room was dark or he'd be busted. Well, the thought of Puck eating him up had conjured such dirty image in his mind. But then, he was sure that Puck didn't mean any sexual innuendos when he had said that.
He was such in a good mood last night that he had thought of cooking breakfast for Puck only to be disappointed when he woke up. Clifford had told him that Puck was already gone for an early board meeting. Kurt couldn't believe it. It was only seven in the morning. Well, he just had to be used to it. It's Puck's life after all.
He decided to bake to forget his disappointment and he was now currently measuring the ingredients for his double chocolate fudge brownie. Grandpa Puckerman had sent him two batches two days ago with a note saying that he was waiting for Kurt's version. The two of them had learned the recipe from their baking class. And as Kurt was about to sift the flour, he heard a familiar voice from outside the kitchen.
"Hey wifey." The voice greeted and Kurt was right. It was Chad in his white wife beater and sweatpants. A pink headband completed the ensemble and from the flustered look on Chad's face, Kurt knew that the latter just finished his two mile jog.
"It's too early to ruin my day Chad." Kurt said as he started sifting the flour. Chad stuck his tongue out at him then dropped to a stool next to him.
"How'd it go last night? Did my boy score?" Chad asked as he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket at the center of the kitchen island. He bit loudly.
Kurt blushed at the question. Not because Puck had scored last night but because of the fact that he had distanced himself when he felt that Puck was coming too close for comfort. He was such a prude after all.
"Not answering that question." Kurt said curtly.
"Aw c'mon!" Chad protested. "I know Puck couldn't keep his cock in his pants even his life depends on it." He added with relish and Kurt just shrugged. He was so used to Chad's tactlessness that they didn't affect him anymore.
"Well, he needs to be disappointed once in a while." Kurt said with a grin as he measured the flour carefully.
Chad rolled his eyes. "Anyway, I came here to tell you that you're officially invited to the Puckerman Corp's Annual Auction for Charity."
Kurt looked at Chad sideways and raised an eyebrow in the process. "I don't have anything to donate."
Chad waved him off with a flick of a hand. "Just show up, that's it." Chad said matter-of-factly as he handed Kurt an egg beater.
Kurt grabbed the beater from Chad and looked at him straight in the eye. "If this is one of your fabulous ideas to create havoc, count me out." He said as he uncapped a small bottle of vanilla.
"You're mean." Chad pouted as he adjusted his pink headband which clashed horribly on his dirty blonde hair. "FYI, I'm the organizer for three years in a row which meant that they like my style and my expertise."
"It also doesn't hurt that you are one of Puck's best friends." Kurt said meaningfully and Chad just rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. Just be there. You can't miss it." Chad insisted. "You're part of the auction."
Kurt's eyes went wide. He already knew what Chad meant. "Uh no. No way Chad Michael,"
"Yes way Hummel." Chad said as he stood up from his stool. "Puck doesn't know of course. This will be a surprise." He finished as he waved goodbye and disappeared from view.
Kurt let out a loud sigh. Well, that would be interesting.
***!***
It turned out that they'd be surprised like Puck too.
"This is all your fault." Finn said through gritted teeth as he adjusted the collar of his white tux. He and Chad were the emcees for the event.
"Me, why me?" Chad asked and Kurt couldn't help but smile at Chad's pink tuxedo. The latter was easily spotted among the throngs of black suits and dresses in the large ballroom of Renaissance Hotel, one of Puckerman Corp's chain of hotels, where the Annual Auction for Charity was taking place. It had only been two days when Chad dropped him the news about the auction and the bastard didn't even have the grace to tell him that he only had two days to prepare himself.
Finn gestured at someone at the other of the ballroom. Kurt and Chad simultaneously turned their heads to look. Kurt easily spotted him. Who wouldn't? He was striking in his gray off shoulder cardigan and black tight Armani jeans. Gray ankle boots completed the ensemble. Suddenly, Kurt felt under dressed in his white cotton long sleeved turtleneck and black jeans. At least, the jeans looked painted on and made his ass looked great and his legs longer. Well, Chad had told him that the auction was a semi formal event so he didn't bother dressing up too much.
"Paris Vanderbilt?" Chad asked incredulously. "What the hell is he doing here?"
"Yeah right Chad. You must have forgotten about it again." Finn said crossly.
"I swear Finn, I didn't invite him. I know it'll be awkward for Kurt." Chad said matter-of-factly and Kurt couldn't help but smile. It was sweet of Chad to think about him. "And I wouldn't want Kurt to feel less pretty when Paris is around." Chad added.
"Wow thanks Chad." Kurt said sarcastically and then he was surprised when someone snaked an arm around his waist from behind. He turned slowly and his lips were immediately captured by Puck's rough but soft ones.
Kurt's heart slammed against his ribcage from the contact and when Puck finally pulled away, Kurt let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding.
"You look great." Puck whispered in his left ear and Kurt struggled not to blush. Puck's left arm was still loop around his waist. Finn and Chad were now giving him meaningful looks and they were smiling like loonies. Kurt averted his eyes from them and looked away and that was when he saw Paris looking at their direction. His pretty face was darkened into an unreadable expression. Paris then turned his head away when he saw Kurt looking at him.
"It was dad who invited him." Puck told Finn and Chad. "Out of courtesy of course. His family is an old friend of ours." He explained and Kurt suddenly felt cold. Puck and Paris knew each other all their life and Kurt felt like he was a huge hindrance between the two. He shook that thought away. Tonight was for charity, not for his insecurities.
"So that explains it." Chad said as he grabbed Finn's left arm. "Show's going to start in a few and Finn," he turned his attention to Finn. "you can apologize to me later for that false accusation." He dragged Finn away while he shouted "see you later bitches" at Kurt and Puck.
"Chad is one of a kind isn't he?" Puck asked with a chuckle as he grabbed Kurt's right hand and led him to their table.
"Yes he is." Kurt answered with a smile. "And I need to go to the restroom." Kurt lied. Truth was, he was going backstage to check on Chad because the latter was going to tell him what to do. Chad also made him swore not to tell Puck that he would be auctioned off because it'd be a surprise. Well Chad had told him that Puck would surely bid for him no matter what.
"Don't take too long." Puck said with a sexy grin and Kurt suddenly had the urge to stay. He then just smiled back and walked away.
He sure hoped Chad was right with his prediction.
***!***
"Okay Mr. Kimmel, don't get too touchy feely with Ms. James." Chad joked as the latest bid winner led his 'prize' away from the stage. Mr. Kimmel made a fist pump playfully and winked at Chad. "And now ladies and gentlemen, we're now off to our second to last for the night." Chad announced on his diamond studded microphone.
Puck watched in amusement at Chad's shenanigans. Chad must have thought he was Beyonce or something. He glanced briefly at Kurt who was sitting next to him then gestured at Chad and shook his head. Kurt gave out a small laugh.
"And now I present to you." Chad said over his mic. Puck watched as Chad's face turned pale then the latter continued. "Paris Vanderbilt." Puck breathed sharply. He was not anticipating this.
"Who wants to go first?" Finn asked the audience. He was sporting the same look on Chad's face.
"Two hundred grand." Someone said from Puck's left. He turned his head and saw Nathaniel Smith of Smith Jewelries Inc. The latter had been crushing on Paris since they were teenagers. Puck's blood curdled when the blond smirked at him. Puck quickly took out his phone from his pocket and typed in quickly.
"Anyone contesting that?" Finn asked. Someone shouted five hundred grand from the crowd and as soon as it happened, Puck saw Chad jumping down from the stage and was now facing him in an instant. Chad grabbed him by the lapel of his expensive Armani suit and led him away from the crowd to one of the quietest parts of the grand ballroom.
"What are you doing?" Chad asked, his usual friendly face darkened in a scowl.
"What are you talking about?" Puck asked coolly.
Chad snorted. "The one who shouted five hundred is Thomas Kendrick, your personal accountant. I saw you texting. Did you put him up to it?" Chad looked at him scornfully. "Oh fuck, I shouldn't have asked, of course you did."
"Nathaniel can't have Paris." Puck said and he hated the sound of his voice. It was still full of concern over Paris. "Paris hates him you know that."
"And they know who Thomas is. Those people out there will put two and two together. For fuck's sake, your fiancé is in the same room."
"Seven hundred grand." Puck heard Nathaniel shouted.
"Eight hundred fifty." Thomas Kendrick said almost instantaneously.
"They won't know." Puck said as he looked at the stage and his breath caught in his throat. Paris was so breathtakingly gorgeous.
"Yeah right. You are digging your grave." Chad said flatly.
"Nine hundred. " Nathaniel continued and Puck wanted to punch him in the face. He typed again on his phone as Chad looked at him incredulously while simultaneously shaking his head.
"1.5." Puck's personal accountant shouted. There were a lot of oh's and ah's when the amount was announced. Then the ballroom went still, then finally, Finn announced that Thomas won the bid. Puck watched as Paris happily took Thomas's hand as the latter led him away from the stage. Of course Paris knew who Thomas was, that was why he was so damn happy.
"Congratulations Puckerman." Chad said in heavy sarcasm. Puck just ignored him. He'd deal with the consequences later.
"So who's last but not the least?" Puck asked. Chad just shrugged and stared at the stage and in that same instant, Finn spoke on the microphone.
"And now last but the least before we call it a successful night, I now present to you, Kurt Hummel."
Chad gave him a knowing look and mouthed 'what now?'
"You didn't tell me he's part of this." Puck said incredulously as he looked at Kurt's face. His beautiful face had a crestfallen look on it. Kurt knew who Thomas was. Puck had introduced Thomas to Kurt weeks ago. As Puck's personal accountant, Thomas would also handle Kurt's finances while in the marriage. Now, Kurt knew that he just bid for Paris.
"Rules are rules Puck. You can't bid that's why you have Thomas to do it for you and Tom can't exactly bid again can he?"
Puck cursed loudly. He knew that Kurt was expecting that he would bid for him.
"Anyone to bid?" Finn asked. There was a moment of silence and then suddenly a voice rose from the crowd.
"Five hundred thousand for the lovely one." Puck whipped his head at the direction of the voice.
Looking extremely handsome in his three piece Armani suit was none other than Oliver Queen, his archrival. The blond president and CEO of Queen Industries gave him a lopsided grin.
This was not happening.
To be continued.
Sorry if it's too short. Will make it longer next time. Cheers.