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Chapter 37 – The Unheard Threat
Waking up the next morning, Kurt twisted onto his side and propped his head up in his hand as he simply gazed at his boyfriend's sleeping form. It seemed that he had unintentionally left a few marks on Puck's body. There was a sizable love bite marring Puck's throat, a few scratch marks that must have drawn blood when they were first made as well as a bite mark on Puck's left shoulder. As for Kurt, his backside ached just more than a little bit and he guessed that he would probably be walking with a slight limp for the rest of the day.
Checking the time, Kurt decided they needed to get going so he could sneak back home before his dad realised he wasn't there. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Puck's mouth. The boy smiled in his sleep but did not wake, so Kurt ventured under the covers to drop a kiss to the boy's manhood instead.
"Mmm," Puck moaned arching his hips upwards, seeking out more of Kurt's mouth.
Resting his hands on Puck's strong thighs, Kurt spread his lips and wrapped his mouth around Puck's cock. He swallowed down his boyfriend's length and sucked hurriedly, trying to get his boyfriend off as quickly as possible.
"Damn," Puck summarised once Kurt had succeeded in his task.
"Get up and get dressed," Kurt instructed.
"Huh, I'd have thought you would have been a little more romantic the morning after we fucked," Puck commented.
"I need to get home before my dad notices I'm gone," Kurt pointed out. "Romance will have to wait otherwise my dad will painfully remove your genitals and nail them to our living-room wall."
"Alright… one minute…" Puck speedily pulled his clothes on. "I'm ready," he declared. "Call me later?" he asked as they were parting ways.
"Of course," Kurt agreed.
"Love you, babe," Puck said against Kurt's lips.
"Love you," Kurt returned, unintentionally turning them both invisible as they kissed.
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Luckily for Kurt and his boyfriend's genitalia, he was able to sneak back home without his dad ever knowing he had left.
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Sitting alongside Artie, Quinn and Tina, Kurt looked out at the football field, cheering appropriately as Puck ran with the ball.
"Go team!" Kurt called out enthusiastically as he did a high kick, just narrowly missing kicking Artie in the face.
"Whoa, Kurt, steady yo," Artie laughed.
"Sorry," Kurt apologised opting to sit down so he wouldn't cause any accidental injuries.
"I didn't realise you could kick like that," Tina commented, impressed.
"All part of my self-taught dance training," Kurt shrugged.
"You know with a high kick like that you'd make a great Cheerio," Quinn told him.
"I think I'll just stick with Glee Club," Kurt replied. "But maybe you should think about rejoining," he suggested. "You've had the baby now and with all the dancing you've been doing you're already back in shape. It would be good for you to rejoin the team. We know how much you love it."
"Coach Sylvester won't allow it," Quinn said.
"That's totally unfair," Artie claimed.
"Coach Sylvester's never been fair," Tina pointed out.
"It doesn't matter," Quinn shrugged. "I'm still a part of Glee Club, I've managed to keep my grades up and now that I'm pregnant people aren't really staring and pointing anymore. And Rachel gets me to go through Cheerio choreography with her so I still get a little taste of cheerleading even though Coach Sylvester won't let me back on the team."
"Maybe we could include a special Cheerio segment in one of our performances at Nationals," Artie suggested.
"We do have enough Cheerio's on the team to pull it off," Tina reasoned. "We've got Santana, Brittany and Rachel and you can still cheerlead better than anyone even though you're not on the team."
"Plus Mike could totally be a Cheerio if he wasn't already on the Football team," Artie said. "And we all saw Kurt's high kicks. You guys could totally make a Cheerio inspired number work."
"That kind of choreography might be just what we need to stand out at Nationals," Tina said.
"I guess that could be fun," Kurt nodded.
"Do you think Mr. Schuester would agree to it?" Quinn asked doubtfully.
"Who cares," Tina responded taking a gulp of pig's blood from her thermos. "He wanted us to do that lame Disco number at Regionals but we refused and rehearsed our own number behind his back. We could do the same again."
"Maybe," Quinn said casually. "Hey look, there's Mercedes with her new boyfriend," she pointed out.
Bringing his fingers to his lips, Artie whistled to gain Mercedes attention. As the girl's eyes turned to them, they all waved at her and she waved back before her making her way over with the good-looking blonde boy at her side.
"Hey white people," Mercedes greeted. "Hey Queen T. I would like you all to officially meet my new boyfriend, Sam Evans," she introduced and the blonde said hello with a friendly smile though he looked a little nervous. "So, who's winning?" Mercedes asked.
"Nobody's scored yet," Quinn answered her.
Tentative conversation circled between the group as they tried to get to know Sam better. Soon enough, Sam and Artie were eagerly discussing their favourite video games and comic book heroes.
Tina and Mercedes gossiped with one another about some rumours currently circulating the school while Kurt shifted closer to Quinn, noticing how the blonde was rubbing her stomach.
"So, how are you doing about… everything?" Kurt asked.
"I'll be fine, I promise," Quinn answered keeping her eyes on the field. "But I really don't want to talk about it."
"Right, sorry," Kurt apologised. "Have you heard from your parents at all? Or at least spoken to Matt?"
"Kurt, please, I don't want to talk about it," Quinn stated more firmly as she cradled her stomach. "Look, tell Rachel I'll see her at home. I have to go and get some homework done."
Kurt sighed as he watched her leave.
"What's up with Quinn?" Mercedes asked.
"I tried asking how she was," Kurt answered.
"Rachel said she isn't ready to talk yet," Artie chipped in. "We just need to give her time."
"It's nearly been two months," Kurt said. "Maybe I'm not the person of choice for her to open up to but she really should talk to someone. You don't just put your baby up for adoption and carry on with life like everything is normal."
"Quinn's tough, I'm sure she'll be fine," Mercedes replied.
"No, you're wrong, she's falling apart," Tina said bluntly. "Brittany found her crying in the girls' bathroom three times yesterday."
"Anybody know how Matt's handling it?" Kurt asked.
"Hard to say, the boy barely ever says anything," Tina commented. "He doesn't even talk to my puppy."
"Puppy?" Sam asked Mercedes in a confused whisper.
"She means Mike," Mercedes explained. "He's the one over there," she pointed him out on the field. "He and Tina are… um…" she trailed off, unsure what their status was.
"He's my bitch," Tina supplied and Sam just looked more confused before shaking his head and talking to Artie about computer games some more as he wrapped an arm around Mercedes shoulders.
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The game finished and unfortunately McKinley High had lost. Kurt was waiting around to offer his condolences to his boyfriend when Karofsky shoved him up against a locker.
"Watch where you're going, fag," the bully spat at him.
"What is your problem?" Kurt asked irritably, instantly regretting his words as Karofsky rounded back on him and trapped him against the locker, his fists slamming against the metal either side of Kurt's head.
"You got something say to me, Hummel?" Karofsky interrogated.
"Just leave me alone," Kurt huffed making to shove the boy away from him but the attempt was ineffective.
"You need to learn to keep your hands to yourself, homo," Karofsky told him, easily pinning Kurt's wrists to the wall of lockers.
Rachel, Kurt thought desperately hoping the girl would hear him. Rachel, I need help. Rachel, I'm in the first floor corridor by the boys' locker room. Karofsky's here. I need help. Rachel, please, if you can hear me, get help.
"Do you have any idea what I could do to you, Hummel?" Karofsky asked.
"What… hit me?" Kurt asked. "Brag to your friends that you beat the school gay up. Go ahead," he challenged. "I'm not afraid of you," he lied. He closed his eyes tight and braced himself to take the hit as Karofsky pulled his arm back. His eyes flew open when Karofsky's hand merely hit against the metal of one of the lockers again. His bully's face was very close to his, the larger boy breathing heavily. It was as Karofsky traced Kurt's lips with his thumb that the countertenor realised the grip on his wrists had been released. "What are you doing?" Kurt asked shoving at Karofsky's chest, the effort only just making him stagger.
"I just…" Karofsky trailed off pressing his lips to Kurt's in a chaste peck. "Kurt," the boy practically whined leaning in again.
"Get off," Kurt shoved him away and wiped his mouth, staring at his bully in shock. "Stay away from me," he warned preparing to stalk away but Karofsky shoved him up against the lockers again.
"If you tell anybody about this," Karofsky said, his eyes wild and desperate, "I will kill…" myself, he thought. "You," he threatened before scanning the halls to make sure nobody was around and then hurrying away.
Knees feeling weak, Kurt slid down to the ground, turning invisible as he did so. Rachel, can you hear me? He thought but the girl showed no signs of turning up. Kurt reasoned that she must be experiencing another terrible headache after the game and unable to decipher coherent thoughts from the onslaught of noise in her brain.
As a group of Football jocks came down the corridor, mumbling complaints about losing the game, Kurt drew his legs up against himself being careful not to make a sound. He had his head resting on his knees when a hand on his shoulder made him flinch and look up.
"Kurt, what's wrong, babe?" Puck asked.
"Um, dude," Finn interjected once the other jocks had gone. "Kurt isn't there."
"What? He's right here," Puck answered.
"I can't see him," Finn said.
"Of course you can't, I'm invisible," Kurt stated and Finn blinked down at the space he had heard Kurt's voice come from.
"So how can Puck see you?" Finn asked.
"Oh, um," Kurt looked to his boyfriend in confusion. "I don't know."
"Does this mean Puck has superpowers too?" Finn questioned in a whisper.
"No," Puck told him. "I can see him because… I don't know ok, I just can," he helped Kurt to his feet and the boy became visible. "What happened?"
"Nothing," Kurt answered quietly and Puck and Finn shared a look.
"I'm guessing nothing means Karofsky," Finn said and Kurt shot him a half-hearted glare.
"That's it, I'm gonna kick his ass," Puck insisted.
"Noah, please, just leave it," Kurt begged. "I really just want to go home."
"Alright, but we're not done talking about this," Puck said. "Later man," he called back to Finn before escorting his boyfriend home.
To Be Continued…
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