Puck chuckled. “That’s true, although I’m certainly no saint. I’ve done some bad things. Sure they were badass, but they were still bad.” He wasn’t entirely sure why he was admitting this to Blaine. He was almost positive Kurt had told Blaine about all of the things he had done, good or bad. “Uh, yeah, of course, dude!” He rarely felt threatened by others. The only reason he would feel threatened by the other male was if he thought Blaine was lying about telling people about what had happened earlier that night. Luckily, he believed Blaine so for now, Puck had nothing to worry about.
“We all have. I’m not sure if I can say all of mine were,” he held up his fingers in a wobbly set of quotation marks and gave Puck a lopsided grin, “badass. But?” His hands dropped heavily back into his lap before he curled further into the crease between the back and the side of the couch snuggling his head in for the long haul. Helped to keep the room from threatening to spin too. “As long as we learn from the ones that weren’t so cool and were actually real mistakes? That’s what matters–yeah?” Hazel eyes lingered on Puck and the silence between them said Blaine was thinking. About what? Nothing that looked as though it’d see the light of day. Because segwaying into a topic this light didn’t require that much thought. “I had way too much fun tonight. Could I–um–bother you for water? Probably a good idea if you have some, too.”
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