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“Tell me again what I’m doing here,” Kurt says, shooting Puck the most judgmental side-eye he can muster as they walk down the stairs into Rachel Berry’s basement, of all places.
“Free booze. Does there really need to be another reason?” Puck asks, shaking his head and already taking off his coat. Kurt sighs and slips the first button through the hole on his coat, scanning the room and sighing.
“These are not my people,” he says with a shake of his head, unable to stop his nose from scrunching up a little as he takes in the crowd.
“Well they’re my people, so take the stick out of your ass and try to have a good time ( ... )
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“Let’s go,” Puck says, breaking Kurt out of his gaze. Kurt lets out a sigh of relief. Finally, Puck has come to his senses.
“Thank god. I don’t know what you were thinking bringing me here anyway,” Kurt replies.
“We’re not leaving. You’re going to help me break into the liquor cabinet upstairs,” Puck tells him. “Try to relax. You might even have a good time.”
“I sincerely doubt that.”
“Finn will be here soon.”
“Wonderful.”
“I thought you liked Finn,” Puck says, raising his eyebrows as they reach the main floor. “Like, like him ( ... )
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By the time he again reaches the basement, a few familiar faces have thankfully added themselves to the mix. He immediately spies Finn, Santana, and Brittany mingling with everyone else. They’ve all managed to maintain a kind of balance between their other lives and glee club. Kurt honestly doesn’t know how they’ve done it without completely destroying their reputations.
The fact that Santana and Brittany combined have slept with close to half of the male student body has to help. That might be an exaggeration, but on most days, that’s what it seems like. Whatever the reason, though, Kurt is entirely certain that if he ever made at attempt to straddle the feeble line between glee and popularity, he’d wind up with his back slammed into a locker faster than he could sing the first line of Defying GravityAnd god how he loves to sing that to the welcome audience of his bedroom mirror ( ... )
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“It will be if you refuse to wipe that bitchy ice princess look off your face,” Santana snaps. “Come on, you have an entire bottle of booze in your hand. It could be a lot worse.”
“Just make fun of people with me,” Kurt huffs, rolling his eyes and again filling his mouth with the delicious liquor.
“Now that I can do,” Santana replies, her lips curling into a smile as she watches Brittany get up and wrap her arms around Blaine’s neck as she watches them play.
And that’s precisely how Kurt and Santana bide their time for a good half hour as their drinks dwindle and their cheeks redden. Kurt doesn’t know exactly when he'd gone from sober to tipsy or from tipsy to almost drunk, but it’d happened and that was the only reason why when Rachel had screamed out that it was time to play Spin the Bottle that he had agreed. Quite readily, too ( ... )
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Who has really nice arms.
Blaine lifts up onto his knees and leans in toward the middle of the circle, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth like he’s nervous that Kurt’s not going to follow suit. Mentally punching his nerves into submission, Kurt rocks forward, his knees digging into the carpeting as he slides a hand around the back of Blaine’s neck and yanks him close, his fingertips grazing over gelled hair that feels so much softer than it looks.
They kind of freeze against each other for a moment, just taking in the press of lips on lips, everything going quiet and fuzzy and delightfully alone for a few seconds before ( ... )
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Loving this!
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