puck.

[text: Blaine] Dude, ya gotta come over! Haven’t seen ya in awhile and I miss hanging out with ya.

Puck sighed as he placed his phone on his bed. Blaine and him had been hanging out a lot since the party. He enjoyed his time with Blaine because he could sorta be himself around the guy. Of course he was still pretending to be straight, but he would probably always do that. However, recently he’d been thinking about Blaine in a way that he shouldn’t. He’d catch himself starring at the younger man for long periods of time. He wasn’t entirely sure why this was happening. He just knew he needed to be around Blaine.

( mssg » puck | sent ) Hey!  You’re right, it has been a while.  I can do that!  Dalton has an extra day off thanks to a teacher’s office day.  I’ve been bored out of my mind.  Let me get ready and I’ll head over.

Blaine smiled down at the phone.  Not that hearing from Puck was a surprise.  The two of them were becoming rather good friends and seeing one another more often than Blaine thought they ever would have after initially meeting McKinley’s self-proclaimed badass.  But, weirdly, even after his very stupid mistake after one of Rachel’s basement parties?  They just seemed to get along with each other and he enjoyed the times they got to hang out.  Puck was right.  It’d been too long since they last did that.  However!  A problem that could be easily remedied.  Blaine left the house minutes later to make the drive to Lima.  Now standing outside Puck’s apartment–gloved hands shoved in the pockets of his peacoat and his breath coming out grey–he waited for his knock to be answered.