Kurt laughed as he stood on the edge of the planter, towering over Puck with a silly grin plastered on his face. The taller boy shook his head and smirked back.
"Planning on coming down anytime soon?"
The countertenor put his hands on his hips, a chuckle lifting from his lips. “Maybe. I’m enjoying being taller than you for once.” Puck laughed, slipping his hands around the other boy’s waist.
"The movie starts soon, we should probably get going."
Kurt pouted, inducing an eyebrow-raise from his lover. Puck let his hands rest on Kurt’s hips.
"… what? Do you want me to carry you?" Kurt huffed, flushing a little and replying rather brusquely; "Of course not! What am I, five?"
Puck wasn’t convinced, however. His eyes had mischievous glint that made Kurt swallow nervously.
"I don’t like that look."
Puck wiggled his fingers, tickling Kurt into submission; the shorter boy’s eyes widened and he flushed, bursting out into a fit of laughter as he was lifted off the planter.
"Okay, okay! You win! Let’s go."
Just something I threw together in a few minutes. I felt the need to draw something, and of course Puckurt is always at the top of my list. ♥♥ It’s late, so please ignore any mistakes should you find any.