Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or the song used in this fic, just the plot bunny.
Warning: Alcoholism and minor character death. Mild slash in later chapters.
Summary: Three-part drabble fic (plus an epilogue). A tragedy occurs in Puck's life and Kurt is there to hold him together. Minor character death. Kurt/Puck
A/N: I think in cannon Puck's dad ran away but for the sake of this fic his father died when he was ten in a car crash.
Song: Whiskey Lullaby- Brad Paisley
Epilogue: Angels Sang A Whiskey Lullaby
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Puck brushed a hand across the tombstone, gently clearing away the moss and dirt that had begin to cover up the lettering there, before moving to do the same to the one next to it. He smiled gently as he read the names of his parents the sting of tears in his eyes at the memories that flooded his mind, but they didn't fall. They were memories of a happy time when he was younger, before his father's accident, before him mother's drinking and he watched them play out happily, his eyes closed as he knelt on the grass.
He felt a body kneel next to his and a hand, soft and delicate, trailed along his arm before it entwined with his own in a firm but loving grip.
"Hey mom and dad. I'm sorry it's been so long since I last came to see you, but now that I'm living in New York it's hard to get a chance to come back. I needed to come and see you though because I have something important to tell you, someone important I wanted you to meet. I know it will come as a shock to you because I never got chance to tell you before, but this is Kurt Hummel, the love of my life. We've been together for a year almost now but we were friends for a long time before that, he was my rock through everything that happened after...well you know.
"Hello, Mr. And Mrs. Puckerman," Kurt murmured gently, "I just wanted to say thank you for bringing such a wonderful person into this world. I really wish I could have met you properly but I know that somewhere you're looking down on us in this moment just as my mom is. I want you to know that I love your son with all my heart and I'm going to look after him for you for as long as he'll have me." Kurt finished, bringing his free hand up to wipe away the tears that had fallen while squeezing Puck's hand with his other.
"We'll be back to see you soon," Puck murmured, leaning to place a kiss on each of the tombstones before standing, pulling Kurt up with him.
"Goodbye Mr. and Mrs. Puckerman," Kurt stated with a tiny smile.
"See ya later mom and dad," Puck added, running his hand along the tops of the tombstones one last time before turning to face Kurt.
"Thank you for bringing me here." Kurt said with a smile as he stroked Puck's cheek with his fingers.
"No, thank you for coming with me to see them," Puck replied, leaning in to the touch, "I really wish that you could have met them properly, they would have loved you."
"Me too," Kurt replied before leaning up to place a gentle kiss on Puck's lips, "Let's go and see my mom."
He took Puck's hand in his again and they walked together through the first day of the rest of their lives.
So there it is... the end of this little fic. I hope you all enjoyed reading this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it and I thank everyone who stuck with it, especially those of you who alerted, favourite or reviewed. As always you comments and constructive criticisms are greatly appreciated.