Puck’s heart rate began to increase when Blaine touched his forearm. Could the other male tell? He hoped not. How would he be able to explain it to Blaine? He was semi-relieved when the Warbler let go of his forearm. “R-really?” He wasn’t sure why he was surprised, but he was. Maybe it had to do with the fact that basically everyone at school had given up on him. Of course it didn’t help that he really didn’t give a shit about school, but maybe with Blaine’s encouragement and help, things would change. “Biology and math are probably the two subjects I’m doing the worst in.” He bit his lip. “Uh, I’m not the easiest person to tutor. Well, that’s what I’ve been told in the past.”
“Yeah, I understand. It’d be odd if Kurt didn’t miss us,” he commented. His eyes lit up at the mention of his own tour. Once again, he was surprised to hear this. He just assumed Blaine wouldn’t be able to or have the time to give him a tour one-on-one. He chuckled when the Warbler said there was more to him than the blazer he always wore. “Sounds like you’re a pretty well rounded individual. Uh, well I’m sure you’ve heard some stories from Kurt about this, but I really like to have sex. I dunno, it’s just something I’m good at. Probably one of the few things I excel in. I also like playing football. Watching the Star Wars movies. Singing and playing guitar. There’s more to me than my mohawk and bad boy appearance, I guess.”
Blaine could feel a change in the air between them when his hand rested on Puck’s forearm. It remained on his palm as a tingle long after he removed it. Subconsciously curling his fingers towards the sensation, the Warbler shook his head and tried to ignore the silly idea that it meant anything. Just reading too much into things. That’s all. There’d never be another mistake like the one he made the night they were taking care of a very passed out Sam Evans. Risking the growing friendship between him and Puck wasn’t worth any insane idea that what happened would ever repeat itself. He wasn’t the kind of person to ever want to make someone uncomfortable and he was more than thankful for the way Puck brushed it off and chalked it up to a drunken mishap rather than hate him for what he did not knowing that it was the first time he kissed anyone and it ended up a near disaster. Blaine never brought it up and never would. Some secrets were better left untold. That was one.
Skipping right into the conversation about studying and Kurt and the things Puck enjoyed kept things easy between them. Exactly what drew him to Puck to begin with. Puck was easy to get along with. Easy to want to help. Easy to laugh with. Not too shabby of a friendship in Blaine’s book. Even if it was new. Easy to not think about—-the stereotypical record scratch noise shrieked between Blaine’s ears when his breath hitched at the rather frank reply. So much for easy. His face and neck grew warm and he cleared his throat, quirking up a brow and grazing past a part of Puck’s reply to add in his two cents. “I know there’s more to you than that. You can see it within two seconds of talking to you if you try hard enough. I guess it’s about time you just focus on the people who do? They’re the ones worth your time.” Keeping with the change of subject, Blaine glanced towards the television and the entertainment center it sat inside. “Please tell me you have Star Wars on DVD? I think you just inadvertently picked how we’re going to spend the entire night. What do you say? Marathon? I’ll order pizza?”
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