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Little Red Thong	By : thatonegirl Category: G through L > Glee Views: 13149 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Already?” Sam sighed, feigning disappointment. “I was planning to tease you a bit more before I crossed that bridge.” He smiled. “But all right.”
Sam leaned into Puck, and Puck watched as he paused in front of his lips. “You know what you’re getting yourself into, right?” Sam whispered softly.
“Yeah.” Puck whispered back. “You.”
He closed his eyes and brought his lips to Sam’s, and for a moment there was no reaction from the other boy--no sound, no movement, nothing at all. Puck couldn’t even feel his heart beat like it had been seconds ago, thudding along with his in a beautiful rhythm.
And then, a second later, Sam kissed back, and the world began to spin again, along with Puck’s head. This was more than just fireworks--Puck couldn’t even begin to explain the beautiful things going on in his head as he kissed Sam. He pushed deeper into the kiss, thirsty for more.
Sam could feel Puck falling into the kiss and smiled. His head began to swirl and he melted into Puck. He could feel Puck pushing deeper into the kiss, but he wanted to enjoy the experience for a bit longer, so he pulled back.
As soon as Sam moved away, Puck’s heart fell. Had he kissed him wrong? Had he kissed him badly? Was this too far for Sam? Oh god, what the hell was he doing anyway?
Puck stepped back, his head still foggy. “Wow. Um...sorry. I guess we got a little carried away there, huh, man?”
Sam moved closer, a confused look on his face. “What?”
“Yeah,” Puck said, laughing nervously. “We really dodged a bullet there, huh? Sorry about kissing you, dude. I--I got caught up in the heat of the moment, I guess.” He turned away from Sam. “Um...you should probably put your clothes on. I’ll finish the rest of the ribbons, you sucked at making them anyway, right?” He picked up his shirt and turned back around to look at Sam.
Sam was devastated. He couldn’t believe what Puck was saying. He blinked back tears. “I--I thought this was heading somewhere. Was I wrong?”
“Yeah, man, of course!” Puck said, clearing his throat. “I mean, we’re two straight dudes, best friends. Nothing else.” He looked down, playing with his shirt, avoiding Sam’s eyes.
“Then what was that kiss?”
“It...it was a mistake. It meant nothing.” Puck toed his carpet. “Tons of guys kiss all the time, man, it doesn’t mean anything.”
“Oh, really?” Said Sam, choking up. He was going to cry, he knew it, but he didn’t want to, not now, not in front of Puck. “Prove it. Kiss me again.”
“What? No, man!”
“Noah,” Sam said, “look at me.”
Puck hesitantly raised his eyes to Sam’s. “Kiss me.” the boy ordered. “Kiss me right now or, I swear to God, I will beat the living hell out of you.” Sam’s voice quivered.
Puck let out a staggered sigh. He could tell that Sam was getting pissed. The last time this had happened, Puck had ended up with two black eyes. “All--All right.”
He slowly walked towards Sam and raised his lips, giving Sam a quick peck. But Sam was faster than Puck and before Puck could back away, Sam pressed their lips together.
It was just as amazing as before. Both boys fell into the kiss aimlessly, and Puck’s shirt fell to the ground as his hands grabbed onto the back of Sam’s neck. Sam wrapped his arms around Puck’s waist and held his hips steady.
As soon as they broke apart, Puck could see Sam crying. “It doesn’t mean anything, huh? Can you swear to that?” Sam said, his voice breaking.
Sam could see the hesitance in Puck’s eyes, but he didn’t let go of his neck. “Sam, I...I’m scared.”
“Scared? Of what?”
“You. This. That...that kiss. It was too much, it was too amazing. This shouldn’t be happening, and you know it.”
“But it is happening, Puck. You, me, all of it, it is happening. It already happened and it’s going to keep happening. So why fight it?”
“I don’t want to deal with it, okay?” Puck cried, his arms dropping from Sam’s neck. “I know I said that I could deal with it, but I was wrong. I don’t want any drama in my life, I don’t want to be judged, I...I don’t want to be fucking slushied at school. It’s happened once, and it fucking sucked.”
“Puck,” Sam whispered, pulling him closer, “no one has to know. This isn’t some public thing going on right now. This is just you and me. No one else.”
“Sam, I’ve--I’ve never felt this way before, around anyone. I was joking when I said everything to you a while back, it was all a joke, and then we kissed, and I--I don’t want it to be a joke anymore. I--”
“This isn’t a joke to me.” Sam interrupted, looking at Puck adoringly. “This could never be a joke to me. This--this is one of the realest, most amazing things that’s ever happened to me.” He brought his hands up to cup Puck’s face.
“Puck,” he started, “I had a tough time when I was working, okay? I can’t say that I was chaste. I can’t say that I had God in my mind or in my heart. I was abused by so many that I worked for, both physically and emotionally. When I came back to Lima, the first person on my mind was you. You were my closest friend here before I left, and I was overjoyed to see you.”
“Then,” Sam paused, taking a staggered breath. “I realized that the reason I was so excited to see you was different from before. I saw you and I saw someone strong, but so gentle, someone who gives so much love but never gets as much in return, and I realized that all I wanted to do was give you all the love that you deserve. And that’s why I’m here. Because...because I love you.”
Puck inhaled sharply. He had never expected those words to come out of Sam’s mouth, but now that they had, he realized with immense clarity that Sam meant the same to him. Sam was his best friend, and he had been there for so long, always last in the list of priorities in his life, but always the first to help when Puck needed a hand. He was so beautiful, he had been through so much, but now he was here, in front of Puck, ready to give him everything.
Sam stood there, scared shitless. He couldn’t believe that he’d just said those words. They were true, of course, but he could see from the look in Puck’s eyes that they were not reciprocated. Sam looked down at the ground and silently scolded himself; he should have just kept his mouth shut. He shouldn’t have said anything at all.
“I love you too.” Puck whispered.
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