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Hello there, gentle readers, this is a Puck/Kurt fic. That's Puck/Kurt. Just to clarify, the main pairing of this fic is Puck/Kurt. If you don't like Puck/Kurt then you shouldn't read this Puck/Kurt fic. If you don't want Puck/Kurt to be together in a romantic and sexual sense then this Puck/Kurt fic is not the fic for you because it features Puck/Kurt and if you don't like Puck/Kurt you won't want to read about Puck/Kurt so you should go read something else that isn't Puck/Kurt because this fic is Puck/Kurt. There, I think I have now made it clear that this is a Puck/Kurt fic. So, don't like? Fine, don't read.

My Boyfriend's Back

Summary: While Puck's in juvie, Karofsky tries his luck with Kurt, spreading vicious rumours and bullying the Gleeks worse than ever when Kurt refuses his advances. But with Puck getting released early, Karofsky better start a running. Puck/Kurt-established relationship.

Chapter 1-My Boyfriend's Gone

It was nearing eleven pm when Kurt received the telephone call from his boyfriend's mother, Ruth Puckerman. She sounded somewhat hysterical on the phone and unless Kurt was mistaken, she was yelling in Hebrew so he couldn't understand her. Worrying about what could be wrong, he gently tried to calm her down, but his soft words only seemed to increase the volume of her frantic babbling.

Holding the house phone away from his ear as Ruth's babbles turned to angry screeches, Kurt peered nervously at his dad. It was Burt who had first answered the phone, daring to interrupt Kurt's moisturizing routine when he realised how serious it was. Meeting his son's panicked stare, all Burt could do was pry the phone from his fingers and ask Ruth to calm down before enquiring as to what was going on.

Her voice disappeared before a younger and calmer voice spoke into the phone.

"Is that Kurtie?" The little girl, Puck's nine year old sister Maya asked.

"No sweetie, this is Burt." He replied.

"Papa Burtie." Maya replied with a smile in her voice though she sounded a little tired; it was past her bed time after all. "Ma's angry and upset right now." Maya explained. "Noah really messed up this time."

"Is your brother ok?" Burt asked her. "What's going on? Do you need me and Kurt to come over?"

"That isn't necessary but thank-you." Maya told him sounding very much like she was reciting what her mum was saying. "Noah was really badass. He crashed ma's car and tried to steal an ATM cash machine. Isn't that cool Papa Burtie?" She asked sounding distinctly proud.

"He crashed your mother's car?" Burt asked and Kurt's eyes widened as he snatched the phone from his dad.

"Hello, Maya?" Kurt asked earning a cheerful hello, partially stifled by a little yawn. "What happened? Is Noah ok, is he hurt?" Images of his boyfriend in a hospital bed passed through his mind and Kurt felt his blood run cold. He didn't know how he'd cope if he had to see Puck wearing a hideous hospital gown. And seeing him injured would be terrible too.

"He bumped his head when the car crashed but that's it." Maya replied sounding a little disappointed at the lack of drama. "He got arrested though. It was so cool. The cops even handcuffed him up." She sounded more excited as she spoke of her older brother's arrest. "So now Noah's in juvie."

"Juvie?" Kurt repeated. "Maya, are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure." She huffed in response. "Ma's been yelling and crying about it for aaagggeeesss. I should get to bed now. I'm tired."

"Wait, Maya, sweetie, when's Noah getting out?" Kurt asked. "Hello? Maya are you there? Ruth? Hello?"

There was no reply so Kurt hung up and turned to his dad with a heavy sigh.

"So, Puck's in juvie?" Burt asked with a cluck of his tongue.

"If you dare say I told you so…" Kurt warned. Since he and Puck started dating Burt had always insisted that the 'mohawked little punk' would end up in juvie. "Dad, what happens now?"

"Puck serves his time, and then he'll come home." Burt said calmly.

"But what if he comes out… different?" Kurt asked. "What if he gets out and doesn't want to be with me anymore? What was he even thinking trying to steal an ATM? Rachel's going to throw a fit when she finds out. Without Noah we don't have enough members to compete for Sectional's. The Glee Club will be over and without Noah to yell out Rachel's going to take it out on me. Conversing with her is annoying at the best of times but when she really gets focused on a rant it very near drives me suicidal."

"Kurt, just calm down." Burt told his son placing a hand on his shoulder. "Look, I know Puck isn't an Einstein or whatever, but he has street smarts. He'll get by in that place. He's a tough kid, he can handle it and he'll be back home before you know it and he'll still be looking to do inappropriate things with my only child."

"Dad." Kurt complained with a faint blush.

"He's your first boyfriend," Burt continued. "He's taking my baby boy and… tainting your innocence."

"Please stop talking." Kurt groaned covering his ears but Burt forced his hands away.

"I don't like the punk; it's a father's obligation to hate their kid's first boyfriend." Burt said. "I don't know why he behaved so irresponsibly tonight, but hopefully he'll learn his lesson. He's a teenager; teenagers do crazy and stupid things sometimes. I'm just glad you weren't involved with this one. But as much as I don't like him, I know Puck's near enough a good-guy at heart. He'll serve his time in juvie and then he'll be back to make it all up to you."

"I really don't like the thought of him being in there." Kurt sighed feeling his chest tighten and his throat ache as he felt the burning need to cry. "At this point I honestly don't know if I want to strangle him for being so infuriatingly idiot and insane or if I just want to hold him and tell him it will all be ok. Yet I can't do either."

"Just head to bed, buddy." Burt advised. "Get some sleep."

"I'm not sure if the land of dreams will welcome me tonight." Kurt replied. "I fear all the thoughts racing through my brain will prevent sleep, which of course will result in me having bags under my eyes tomorrow." He said despairingly. "I have to call Mercedes immediately."

"Can't it wait till morning? She might be asleep." Burt said.

"I suppose I'll have to deliver the gossip tomorrow." Kurt relented seeing that it was now nearing half past eleven and Mercedes was usually in bed by half ten on school nights. "Is there any chance I'll be able to visit Noah?" Kurt asked his dad hopefully and Burt looked a little uncomfortable. "What?"

"Look, I'm not sure how the system works." Burt admitted. "I don't know if family and friends can visit or not but… I think it would be best for Puck if you don't visit."

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked. "If I don't see him he might think I don't care."

"Kurt, son, I love you, you know that." Burt replied and Kurt crossed his arms over his chest as he suddenly felt defensive. "But in this town, with these small-minded people, being yourself isn't all that easy."

"Being myself?" Kurt asked. "You mean being gay."

"Yeah," Burt nodded sounding deeply apologetic and looking incredibly uncomfortable with what he was saying. "I get homophobic phone calls at work, you get your share of bullying at school, and people throw you dirty looks and talk about you in the streets. I hate that you have to go through all that, I do. If I could, I'd kick the crap out of anybody who so much as looked at you funny. But I can't protect you from everything."

"I'm sorry my sexuality is such a burden." Kurt commented bitterly.

"Hey, don't talk like that." Burt snapped at him. "You know that's not what I'm saying."

"Sorry." Kurt responded quietly lowering his gaze to the floor, still hugging himself.

"Come here." Burt said and Kurt obediently stepped into his dad's arms for a hug. "I love you ok. I love everything about you. And I'm so proud for how brave you are to step outside that front door and face the world with your head held high every day. But you can always come back home. In these walls, you're safe and nobody's going to judge you."

"Apart from Finn." Kurt mumbled as his mind returned him briefly to the basement incident.

"My point is Kurt, you're safe here." Burt said. "Puck's in juvie right now. If the guys in there knew he had a boyfriend, he wouldn't be safe. They'd rip him apart. That's why it's not a good idea for you to visit Puck. He… he can blend in; they'll assume he's straight. If you went to visit him…" He trailed off awkwardly.

"I get it." Kurt sighed so his dad didn't have to finish. "One look at me and they'd know I was gay. Then they'd realise that Noah is gay and they'd attack him for it."

"I'm sorry, Kurt." Burt told him. "But it's safer for Puck if you don't visit."

"I understand." Kurt replied.

"Try and get some sleep." Burt instructed patting Kurt's shoulder lightly.

"Goodnight." Kurt said quietly before retreating to his basement. Looking to his desk, he caught sight of Puck's letterman jacket. The jock had left it there earlier that day. Picking it up, Kurt cuddled it to his chest, breathing in the Jewish boy's lingering scent. "Goodnight Noah." He whispered to the empty room, hoping with all his heart and soul that Puck would be ok.

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The next day at school, Kurt met Mercedes at his locker and she instantly asked him where his boy was. Letting out a sigh, Kurt leaned in and quietly whispered to her about Puck being in juvie. Her face formed an expression of sympathy, but she didn't seem too surprised. Kurt wanted to be angry with her. He hated how people had always expected the worst from his boyfriend. Of course, he never could be angry with Mercedes.

Linking arms with his best friend, he sullenly talked about how he was feeling and how worried he was for Puck. They walked to the choir room together, joining the rest of their Glee mates. Kurt couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart knowing that Puck wouldn't be singing with them today.

Sitting before them all, Mr. Schue delivered the news of Puck being in juvie. Minus Mercedes, everybody fired questions at Kurt, eager to know what happened. Rachel of course was loudly expressing her concerns about them being unable to compete with a member down but Mr. Schue stood up asking them to quieten down. He then introduced them to their new member, a blonde boy named Sam Evans.

As the new boy stood in front of them all, saying a little bit about himself, Kurt took on a frosty demeanour and opted to glare at Mr. Schue. He found it rude and disrespectful how easily Mr. Schue just replaced Puck and how quickly the others transferred their interest onto Sam, seemingly forgetting all about Puck.

Of course, McKinley High could always be counted on to spread rumours and news throughout the school at a rapid pace. Before second period, everybody seemed to know that Puck was in juvie. People had been questioning Kurt about it all day and it was irritating him beyond belief. He'd genuinely have preferred to have a Rachel Berry headache rather than deal with nosy students.

At lunch time, Kurt passed up on joining his friends in the cafeteria and headed outside instead, hoping the fresh air would relax him somewhat. It might have worked if he'd turned left instead of right. However, he had turned right and turning right had led him straight to Karofsky.

"Hey Kurt." Karofsky said stepping up close to him.

It was the first time he'd ever addressed Kurt by his first name. The countertenor hadn't even realised the hockey turned football player knew his name. He'd always been referred to as 'Hummel', 'Fairy', 'Lady' or worse. Hearing his given name fall from Karofsky's lips somehow seemed more offensive and threatening than anything else Kurt had been called by the larger teen.

"I heard about your boyfriend." Karofsky commented with mock sympathy before he attempted a smirk but it didn't look right on his face. But then in Kurt's opinion, few people could pull off a smirk as well as Puck and Karofsky certainly wasn't one of them. "People say he's gonna be in the slammer for quite a while."

"I don't have time for you." Kurt scoffed turning to walk away but Karofsky moved speedier than he seemed able and blocked his way.

"Well, now that Puckerman's gone maybe you and I could hang out." Karofsky suggested looking like he was trying to imitate Puck but failing abysmally. "You know, get to know each other better. Somebody's gotta keep you company while Puck's away."

"You're hitting on me." Kurt accused as he took a step back.

"Come on, you've gotta admit that there's something between us." Karofsky said.

"Indeed," Kurt responded. "That something is what intelligent people like myself refer to as revulsion and intense hatred. Just keep away from me you Neanderthal."

"Puck isn't good enough for you." Karofsky spoke up taking hold of Kurt's arm and pulling him close.

"Get. Off. Me." Kurt said. "This shirt is Armani, its worth more than your entire existence so get your grubby paws off."

Karofsky released Kurt's arm and placed his hands on Kurt's hips instead. Kurt instantly batted the hands away before attempting to storm off. He was sure it would have been a great storm off putting even Rachel-Queen-of-Storm-Offs-Berry to shame but he never got a chance to complete it. Karofsky moved in front of him, blocking his path again.

"That manwhore doesn't care about you." Karofsky insisted, referring to Puck. "He's probably got his dick up some other dudes ass right now. I can be so much better for you."

"Is that so?" Kurt asked rhetorically. "You ruined my Gaga outfit last year, I spent an hour fixing it, and then you and Azimio were fully prepared to beat me up. You would have done if Noah and the others hadn't showed up."

"I'm different now. I'm better; I can be good for you." Karofsky insisted. "Just give me a chance."

Looking around the area, Kurt wondered if perhaps someone was lying in wait to take pictures or film them as some elaborate prank. Not seeing anybody, he faced Karofsky again, the look on his face confirming Kurt's fear that the other teen was being serious. He had always assumed Karofsky was straight since he was such a huge homophobe. Though really, Kurt supposed his homophobia should have been the first clue. His mind wrapped around was happening with a fair amount of ease. It had been similar with Puck after all. Kurt had always assumed that Puck was straight and that his bullying was a result of him being a jerk. As it turned out, Puck was somewhat of a Hummelsexual and he continuously insisted that his bullying of Kurt had been his way of flirting. The two situations weren't that different. Puck and Karofsky were both jocks, both had bullied Kurt and both had been assumed straight by the rest of the student population. Knowing how glad he was that he had finally succumbed to Puck's advances and given him a chance, mostly due to the pestering of the girls, Kurt thought perhaps there was a decent person underneath Karofsky's Neanderthal ways. If things were different, maybe Kurt would consider giving the boy a chance, provided he sorted out his wardrobe. But as it was, Kurt had a boyfriend and there was no way he'd ever cheat on him.

"I'm with Noah, I love him." Kurt told Karofsky.

"He doesn't love you." Karofsky sneered. "Not like I could. You just need to let me." He reached a hand out to cup Kurt's cheek and he pulled away.

"The most you can hope for is my friendship." Kurt said. "And at the moment I'd only be your friend out of pity and a feeling of obligation for us gay teens to stick together. But you're not even out yet so you're not alone. You don't need me to be your friend."

"Fine, then I'll come out." Karofsky replied. "Let's go to the cafeteria and do it now."

"Don't be ridiculous." Kurt said with a shake of his head. "You're not ready to come out. Besides, you shouldn't do it for me. You should do it for yourself. And I'm with Noah and that's not going to change. You and I will never happen, you need to accept that."

"No way." Karofsky retorted. "I've seen the shitty movies. The guy doesn't get the one he loves by giving up. The dude always has to fight for the one he wants."

"This isn't a movie." Kurt pointed out. "And I will not cheat on my boyfriend, not for anyone, least of all you. It doesn't matter if you bully me or befriend me, I will never have those feelings for you."

"You will." Karofsky replied determinedly. "I'll make you feel it."

He leaned in taking hold of Kurt's face and forcibly pressing their mouths together. A small awareness of Karofsky's lips tasting like tots entered Kurt's mind through the fog of shock before he shoved the larger male away from him. Staring wide-eyed at Karofsky, Kurt covered his mouth, unsure what to make of the multiple emotions crossing Karofsky's face.

"Damn it, Kurt." Karofsky whined taking hold of him and making for another kiss.

Their lips collided together again before Kurt shoved him away again and punched his jaw.

"Try anything like that again," Kurt warned in an icy tone. "And you will seriously regret it when my boyfriend get's back."

So… worth continuing?

IceQueenRia xxx