Woah. First Glee fic. Big day =)

Kurt's texts are underlined.

Puck's texts are in bold =)

And I KNOW that teens don't put in all the apostrophes and proper spelling etc but I can't bear to write/read text speak so let's pretend they're not lazy =D

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'Great job Kurt, honey,' Kurt's dance teacher patted him on the back as the two of them left the studio. 'Your pirouettes have improved by a mile.'

'Thanks Haley,' the skinny teen smiled as he grabbed his bottle of water from where it sat outside the door.

'I'll see you on Friday,' she waved coolly at him as she left and he started towards his car.

It didn't take him long to drive home, and the first thing he did as he stepped over the threshold was to drop his bag in the entrance hall and pick his forgotten phone up off the mail table. One new message. Puck.

Hm. He didn't know how Puck had gotten his number (Kurt had gotten his through extensive-yet-totally-platonic Facebook stalking) but he wasn't going to complain. He was, however, going to ignore that flip in his stomach, forget to greet his dad and run upstairs to read the text in peace.

His cheeks pinkened as he closed his bedroom door (must be the temperature) and opened the text. Hey, Quinn gave me your new #. How's it going? ;) xx

Smiley with a wink. Cheeky. Maybe... No, forget it.

Good, I guess =) Wuu2? x

The reply was instantaneous.

Thinking about you ;) What are you doing?

Woah. He smiled to himself and took a seat on the bed. Getting changed after dance =)

Hey, I like that =) Underwear?

WOAH. *Woah.* What, was he... sexting? Or just strangely curious? Kurt slowly tapped a tentative reply.

Red, MJ...

IDK what MJ is but I bet you look go-od ;)

Wow. Huh. Wow. This was weird. But cool. If Puck was into it... He took a deep breath in.

For you of course =) And yours?

Just got out of the shower, baby, I'm commando ;) Wish you were here...

Puck. Puck. Puckpuckpuck. Was this for real? Okay...

Me too =) Maybe we could meet tomorrow and "talk" for real?

Did Kurt just do that?

Sounds good =) After school, by Gym? Underwear optional ;)

See you there ;) Gotta go, shower time xx

I'll be thinking of you ;) See you tomorrow Santana =) x

Fuck.

Fuck fuck.

Puck.

Fuck.

Oh, crap.

Kurt glanced up from his phone in horror. Numbly, he got up and walked into the bathroom, phone in hand.

He bit his lip and dropped it into the toilet.

Fuck Puck.

Oh, wait...

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