para // puckerlynn
Working a booth about sex was a lot less fun than Puck had initially thought it would be. While passing out condoms and pamphlets on STDs and HIV had been interesting for a short time, Puck’s mind tended to wander. And his eyes tended to wander more so to the same dark, gelled hair and wide, fun smile. Surrounded by people and laughter and natural floral colors, he seemed right at home next to Brittany. Content to just stare while he could, Puck felt an immediate sense of unease, stomach turning as Ryder stepped up to Blaine himself with that goofy prince charming smile of his.
Warmth traveled to Puck’s cheeks and ears, making his face hot and flushed pink under tanned skin. Before he knew what he was doing, he’d left his booth, partner from the Physician’s Office calling out after him at his abrupt departure. He came on Blaine and Ryder fast, anger flashing at their shared affection ( I KISSED HIM LIKE THAT TOO ), and his fist was flying before he had a chance to stop it.









