Kurt's Hallelujah

Author: GleekShip

Spoilers: All episodes, just in case.

Summary: Puck picks a song for 90's week and Kurt has a reaction to it that no one expects.

Pairings: Puck/Kurt

Kurt's Hallelujah

Puck holds onto a sobbing Kurt.

"Shh." Puck struggles to console the smaller boy, not caring that he has his own tears falling down his face.

Puck shakes in Puck's hold.

"Shh Kurt." Puck bits his lip and tries to hold back the tears.

He gently lifts Kurt up so he's cradling him in his arms.

"I got you. it's okay Kurt. I got you." Puck whispers.

Kurt slowly looks up at Puck.

"I've never told anyone that. Only my dad and the police know." Kurt whispers.

"Then why did you tell me? Not that I didn't want you to, but . . . you know. We're not the best of friends." Puck adds hesitantly, afraid of Kurt getting the wrong idea.

Kurt shrugs slightly. "You came after me. You didn't give up on me. And you tried to be a friend." Kurt explains. "'Cedes would demand to know. Then yell at me for not telling her. Tina would give up after I told her no once."

Puck offers the boy a weak smile. "I'm glad that you told me. At least I know not to do Shrek songs anymore." He jokes, hoping Kurt wouldn't get mad.

Kurt actually smiles. "Just that song." He says quietly.

Puck squeezes him into another hug.

"You're really brave." Puck tells him.

Kurt snorts. "Seriously? I'm anything but brave."

Puck grabs Kurt's head between his hands. He catches the paler boys eyes. "You are brave. If I was there, I would have done something stupid to get myself killed to." Puck takes a deep breath and tries to hold back the upcoming tears. "You watched your mother . . . the woman that has always been there for you . . . she stood up to defend you. And her. That kind of bravery is rare and you . . . you had to watch her die. And to continue on, everyday, lying to everyone about her death, ignoring the fact that you've seen someone murdered in cold blood, that takes some serious balls. Some serious bravery."

Kurt hugs Puck closer.

Puck takes another breath before continuing. "Now I know that I'm not the best person to talk, and I'm sorry. For everything. I've drug you through hell and back and dropped you on every stone along the way." Puck chokes on a sob before continuing. "You've already had a terrible thing happen in your life and I had to come along and make it worse."

Kurt turns around and gets on his knees, facing Puck. He's suddenly a few inches taller than Puck.

Kurt wraps his arms around the muscular boy and holds him close.

"I forgive you. I forgive you Noah Puckerman." Kurt says as he runs his hands through the boys mohawk.

Puck slowly pulls back and looks up at Kurt. "I promise you. I promise you Kurt. That I will protect you. I'm not going to let anything else happen to you. Ever."

Kurt leans down and kisses Puck's forehead. "I don't need that."

"But-"

"All I need is a friend. Just be that. I don't need anymore violence in my life. And if you defend me, you'll get hurt. I don't want that." Kurt explains as he gently caresses the boys mohawk.

Puck slowly nods. "Fine. I'll be your friend, but I will defend you if I'm there when those idiots try something."

Kurt kisses Puck's forehead again. "Thank you."

Kurt sits back, still between Puck's legs.

Kurt lets our a sigh. "We need to get back to the choir room."

Puck cocks his head slightly to the side. "Do you just want to skip the rest of it?"

Kurt bites his lip, thinking, but then shakes his head. "No. They're probably going to come looking for us. Some to kill you, some save you."

Puck's eyebrows shoot up. "Save me?"

Kurt smiles as he stands up. "I've been told that the wrath of a Hummel is deadly."

Puck chuckles as he stands up next to the smaller boy. "Let's go back then." Puck holds out his hand.

Kurt stares at it.

Puck sighs as he reaches forward and takes the smaller boys hand in his own.

Kurt tries to pull his hand back, but Puck holds on. "What are you doing?"

"Listen Kurt, I know you're not used to people touching you, but I'm holding your hand because I think you need it right now. To relax. And since I can't take you home and hold you until you feel better, this is what you're getting." Puck says as he steps closer to Kurt. "There's a reason why you don't let people touch you. I'm just trying to help."

Kurt gulps before looking up to meet Puck's eyes. "Holding your hand is nothing like holding my mothers."

Puck offers him a smile as he pulls Kurt off the stage.


"Do you want me to hold your hand in there?" Puck asks as he and Kurt stare through the window in the door.

Kurt shakes his head. "No. Would you . . . can you hold my hand later?"

Puck smiles and lets go of Kurt's hand. He flings his arm over Kurt's shoulder. "Yeah."

Kurt reaches out and opens the door. He doesn't look up until Puck leads them into the room.

All eyes are on them.

Kurt ignores them as Puck leads them to a couple of empty chairs in the back row, away from everyone else. Puck doesn't take his arm off of Kurt as they sit down.

"Are you guys okay?" Mr. Shue asks.

Puck nods while Kurt answers. "I'm fine Mr. Shue."

Mercedes, who hasn't taken her eye off of him as well as everyone else, scoffs. "Don't lie to us Kurt. Just tell me what the Neandrathal did so I can cut him."

"And why is your arm around him Puck?" Finn practically spits out.

Kurt tenses up next to Puck.

"It's okay Kurt. To them, nothing has changed."

"What are you to whispering about?" Mercedes asks as she stands up.

Kurt leans up towards Puck. "Does the offer on ditching still stand?"

Puck nods and stands up, dragging Kurt with him. They ignore the erupting chaos of voices as they make their way towards the doors.

"KURT!" A bunch of voices yell.

Kurt turns around. "Just leave me alone with my friend in peace. Not every secret in this club has to be shared with the rest of you."

Kurt grabs Puck's hand and leads him out into the hall.

Puck squeezes his hand for support. "See. I told you that you were brave."

Kurt smiles as he leans into Puck's body, happy.


3 Days Later


"Mr. Shue. I'd like to redo my song." Puck volunteers as he stands up.

He gives Kurt's hand a light squeeze before letting go and standing in the middle of the room. Mr. Shue bows out and lets Puck have the floor.

"So as you all know, last Friday, I sang my song. I didn't get to finish it, but that's okay." He smiles at Kurt. "Because I got a new song. And I was actually able to negotiate with my sister as long as this song makes Kurt feel better, same results if I should win. So-" He picks up his guitar and slings it on. "Here is my song."

Kurt smiles at the opening notes

(Puck)

You stare at your reflection in the mirror:

"Why are you doing this to yourself?"

Losing your mind on a tiny error,

You nearly left the real you on the shelf.

No, no, no, no, no...

Puck holds the last note as he holds his hand out for Kurt. Kurt jumps out of his seat and takes the hand.

(Puck)

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!

Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,

It's okay not to be okay.

Kurt smiles as he takes over.

(Kurt)

Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.

Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,

Just be true to who you are!

(who you are)

Puck sets his guitar on the stand. He faces Kurt as they battle the final words.

(Puck)

Yes, no's, egos, fake shows, like WHOA!

(Kurt)

Just go, and leave you alone!

(Puck)

Real talk, real life, good love, goodnight,

(Kurt)

With a smile, that's your home!

(Puck)

That's your home,

(Kurt)

no...

Puck steps back and lets Kurt finish the song.

(Kurt)

No, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!

Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,

(Puck)

It's okay not to be okay...

(Kurt)

Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.

Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,

Just be true to who you are!

Yeah yeah yeah

Puck pulls Kurt into a hug.

Kurt laughs. "Thank you Noah."

"Noah?"

Puck sighs as they turn to face their audience, Puck's arm still wrapped around Kurt.

"What?"

"Why is he calling you Noah?" Quinn asked.

"And why are you guys still touching each other?" Finn asks, outraged.

Puck takes a step towards him, but Kurt holds him back.

"Noah and I have settled our differences. We're actually really good friends now." Kurt says.

"Hell naw!"

"Get away from him Puck."

Kurt steps in front of Puck.

"You guys talk about family. We should be accepting each other. Noah's been great to me. He's helped me a lot." He reaches back and pulls Puck close. "He's become my best friend. Guy best friend." He adds when Mercedes raises an eyebrow. "Can you guys just accept that fact that we're friends?"

"No. He used to bully you." Finn yells.

"So did you Finn. He's changed." Kurt explains.

"He's right dude. I apologized. So we hung out all weekend and here we are. If you don't like it, then please line up so I can deck your face in." Puck threatens.

Kurt smiles as he pulls Puck to his seat. They both glare at everyone until they look away and focus on Mr. Shue.

Puck pulls Kurt's chair up next to his. He flings his arm around Kurt's shoulder and hugs the smaller boy.

"That went well."

"I'm just glad they're not yelling more." Kurt adds.

Puck nods. "So can you tell my sister that you liked the song?"

Kurt chuckles. "Only if you give me one one of the weeks."

Puck growls. "Four days."

"Five."

"Three."

"What?" Kurt asks. "That's not fair."

Puck smirks. "Don't bargain with me then. Two days or none?"

Kurt's nose twitches. "Fine. Two days. But I get the weekend. So you'll suffer for two days straight while your sister and I talk about fashion." Kurt threatens.

"Uh-uh. I'm staying in my room. Video games with speakers on full blast." Puck states.

Kurt chuckles as he leans onto Puck. "Your mom already told me I get the video games this weekend."

"What?" Puck yells.

Everyone turns to face them.

Kurt only laughs. "I'm joking Noah. Now sit down."

Puck sits down and glares at Kurt. "You're evil."

Kurt smirks. "I try."

Puck gives in and smiles at his new friend.


"You're a really great friend Noah."

"Your not bad yourself."