Beta-ed by: My dear friend IchigoPudding , To whom I send a hug!!! I miss you girl!!=)

The Date

In front of the mirror, Kurt was trying to avoid a demon that was festering in the back of his mind, the demon was a thought… and that thought was a memory… and the memory was words…

"People like us, always returns to their old habits."

There it was… that demon messing with his date. But Kurt wouldn´t give it the chance to ruin his first date, so, he turned up the volume of his stereo and sang "For your Entertainment" loudly as he combed his hair.

At five o´clock the door bell rang. Kurt rushed to answer and there he was, Noah Puckerman standing on his doorstep. He was just wearing a white t-shirt, a pair of jeans and his black Vans, but he had never seemed to be so sexy to Kurt.

"Hey." Puck was staring at Kurt who was wearing a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, black grunge boots and a black t-shirt. "Good evening…" Puck greeted strangely polite, but Kurt knew exactly why.

"Dad is not home…"

"Oh. Thank God!" And he pounced on Kurt, hugging him and kissing him; but the sound of a car's engine stopped them.

"It´s my dad! But he doesn´t arrive home until seven," Kurt said scared, and Puck was frozen.

Then Burt walked towards them.

"H—Hi dad!" Kurt greeted him nervously and then he gave a hard poke with his elbow to Puck´s ribs.

"Good evening… sir…" Puck was sweating nervously.

And as if Burt wanted to torture them, he just stayed there, looking at them with a frown. Both boys didn´t know what to do, so, they just stood there too.

"Who are you?" Burt asked finally.

"Noah Puckerman sir… nice to meet you…" He answered barely breathing.

Then Burt turned to look at his son for a few seconds and again looked at Puck.

"What are you doing here?" He asked slowly.

Puck felt as if his stomach was a heavy stone. "I---I came for your son…" Puck gulped, "We… we are going out… Only with your approval, of course…"

Puck had never had to be in this situation; he always sneaked into the girls bedrooms and never knew about fathers like Burt… That was the main reason why he was sweating as if he was being baked.

Burt just kept looking at Puck with a frown, with his hands inside his pockets.

"Puckerman, Huh?" He asked to himself and then turned towards his son "Keep your cell phone in sight, I don´t wanna have to call you twice."

"S—Sure!" Kurt answered nervously and dragged Puck by his arm towards the door.

"And Puckerman, don´t bring him home late; Okay?"

"O--Of course not, sir!" Puck said faking confidence.

The both guys rushed outside and got into Puck´s car. And without thinking twice, Puck turned on the engine.

"Holy shit! Your dad is creepy, man." Puck said grabbing his Mohawk with his free hand while he was driving.

"He was trying to protect me I guess… but he is kind… don´t worry" Kurt said, snuggling into the seat.

"Well, I don´t want him to get mad at me, so, we are going to the movies and then you get back home all safe; Ok?"

"…Okay."

At the movies they were going through a little problem.

"Gotcha?! Nobody knows that movie! Besides, the story sounds stupid!" Kurt declared with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Oh, yeah! `Stupid´ Huh? What about `Nine´? I know I´m in the glee club, but there is no way I gonna see that stupid movie!"

Then Kurt saw the wall´s poster in front of him, and had the perfect choice.

"What about Sherlock Holmes?" He asked smiling.

Puck looked at the poster analyzing it.

"…Okay."

"Perfect!" Kurt celebrated with a big smile.

When the both walked to buy the tickets Kurt couldn't help but notice how every girl who walked near to them almost nude to Puck with her eyes and then, the demon attacked again in his mind.

"Two tickets to `Sherlock Holmes´ please," Puck asked to the girl in the box office.

"Oh, you came with your girlfriend?" The girl asked flirting.

"Nope," Puck answered awkwardly.

"Great!" She said giving him the tickets with a mischievous smile.

"Thanks," Puck took the tickets and turned towards Kurt, then slipped his hand from the bottom of Kurt´s back to his nape, holding it softly.

Kurt felt a hit of heat through his entire body.

"Would you like caramel pops?" Puck asked him as they walked, still holding his nape.

"S—Sure!" The words barely came out from his mouth.

"Something is wrong?"

"Your… your hand on my neck… aren´t you worried about… you know…?"

"Well… I have to mark my territory…" Puck answered proudly but blushed.

"W—What?"

"Come on! Don´t tell me that you didn´t notice how girls and guys looked at you as if they wanted to… well… the same thing I want…"

"W—What?!" Kurt couldn´t believe what he just heard; Puck not even thought about what people might think of them; he was concerned only to make clear that Kurt was his. And then, suddenly, the flirtatious glances from the girls around them didn´t seem so threatening.

Maybe, Puck would never be able to admit his feelings, but Kurt loved the way he unconsciously demonstrated them.

"You might be all smart but you are too clueless," Puck said as he guided him to the room.

The place was a little dark and crowded, so Puck held Kurt´s hand very tightly and they were placed on the upper seats.

When the lights went out, Kurt's heart started pumping really fast, especially, at every slight movement of Puck. He knew it was a cliché, but couldn´t help that he wanted that Puck reach his hand. Puck, meanwhile, was busy devouring the popcorn. So, he had no choice and began to sip his soda with his eyes lost at the screen. A few minutes later Kurt felt how Puck leaned over his shoulder and lightly knocked his head against Kurt´s.

"I´m thirsty," Puck whispered.

"Of course you are; you ate all the popcorn on your own," Then he placed the cup in Puck´s hand "Here, it´s all yours."

"I know why you are mad… but, it was my little revenge…"

"What?"

"Come on, babe! I´m not that stupid… Jude Law, Downey Jr. I mean, please! It´s obvious why you wanted to see this movie, It´s a lot of fun just for you, don´t you think? And I want you to think only about me when I touch you."

Kurt was so embarrassed, he couldn´t believe that all the time Puck knew what he wanted…

"Well ... sometimes seeing really attractive guys in movies is helpful when reality is so twisted and boring." Kurt said without facing him.

"Okay, my bad… I´m sorry; it was a stupid game."

"I´m already yours idiot," Kurt whispered with his eyes on the screen.

"Kurt," Puck called to him.

"What?" Kurt asked with his eyes still looking at the screen.

"I´m yours, too." As Puck said that, he reached Kurt´s hand.

Kurt waited some seconds and then turned to face Puck, who was looking at him seriously "Really?"

"I´ll buy you the DVD if we get out of here right now," Puck whispered anxiously.

"The Blue-Ray?" Kurt asked with his mischievous smile.

"Sure. Just let´s go now!"

The both got up and walked fast out of the movie theater.

"Are you hungry?" Puck asked to Kurt while they were walking by the street.

"Not too much."

"What about an ice cream? Do you wanna?" Puck asked excitedly.

"Yup!" Kurt was happy to see that Puck was trying his best.

When they were at the car, Puck leaned over the door, "I know a great place where we can eat our ice cream and see the stars… what do you think?"

"I think that you might have to drive fast…" Kurt said watching his ice cream drip down his fingers.

"Okay, then hold mine while I´m driving," Puck said giving his chocolate ice cream to Kurt.

"Mhmm, yours look delicious, yum!" Kurt pretended that he was about to lick Puck´s ice cream.

"Don´t do that please! Perhaps, you want to crash?"

"Oh! Sorry…" Kurt apologized.

The place that Puck talked about was really beautiful. It had a lot of trees and grass with flowers and it wasn´t too far so they could return without any trouble.

They got out of the car and sat on the trunk. Kurt leaned back resting on the trunk with his arms over his stomach.

"This is a really beautiful place Puck…"

"Kurt…" Puck called him.

"Yes?" Kurt felt a mix between fear and excitement.

"… I was thinking about… this thing…" Puck was talking without face Kurt.

"Uh huh..." Kurt kept watching the stars.

"What I am? ... I mean … I don´t like guys… But … I´m crazy about you… And I´m scared about this… what if this is just a phase… and if we take this too far… I don´t want to hurt you… or if you found a better guy… one without all of these twisted feelings…"

"No matter what happens, Puck…" Kurt said standing up and approaching Puck "Because… I love you…"

Puck felt as if his heart suddenly stopped, his hands were sweating and his face felt hot.

"I´m a mess, Kurt… How you can love me?" Puck said grasping his Mohawk desperately.

Kurt jumped to the grass and placed himself between Puck´s legs. "Look at me," He pleaded, holding Puck´s face with his both hands. "You used to throw me into the dumpster, push me and hit me against the lockers, insulted me every time you had the chance… and … I´m here, and I love you… so, I think that question is irrelevant, because there is no answer, it´s just a fact…"

Puck faced him "Kurt… I need to do this in the right way… So, I don´t know how this works with guys but… I have to ask you a question…"

"Okay, you are officially scaring me… but… Okay, shoot."

"Alright…" Puck gasped clearing his throat, "Kurt… do you want to be my boyfriend?"

Kurt was stunned; he just smiled and blinked nervously, "I-I´m sorry… W-What?!"