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Fic: On the Road

Title: On the Road
Fandom: Glee
Characters (Pairings): Puck, Finn, Kurt
Genre: Friendship
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,118
Summary: A ten minute stop by the side of the road to look at a map and figure out where they’re going.
Disclaimer: Don’t own
Author’s Note: Interlude in the ‘Roads Coated in Lead’ series of our three boys going to LA. Because I wanted to write them all peaceful and happy and hopeful.

It was dark, and they were driving along one of those highways that didn’t deserve to be called such, just a little two-lane thing with fields on either side. Though he’d been wired to high voltage when he first got in the car, after a full day of driving, Puck felt tired and peaceful. Maybe that was also because of how many miles they’d put between themselves and Lima, though. It was a high number.

Kurt would know exactly what part of what state they were in, having watched all the signs as they drove past like he needed the constant reminder of the direction they were headed. Finn, now peering at a map in the backseat, couldn’t narrow it down further than ‘The Midwest.’ Puck was trying to be helpful, but he’d fallen asleep against the passenger window for an hour or two and lost track of where they were.

“Just let me see it,” Kurt said finally, which of  course he couldn’t do when he was driving, so they pulled over to the side of the road, making tire tracks in the unkempt grass. Kurt and Finn sat on the hood of the car, looking over the map, trying to find a town around here that would have a decent hotel, or something. Puck, who didn’t much care about the situation (he would’ve been happy sleeping in the car, really), walked a few paces out into the flat field and sat in the grass, which was tall but just turning a little brown from the lack of recent rain.

“I’ll look it up on my phone,” Finn was saying from behind. “They’ve gotta have a Best Western or something.”

“You might have to drive us there,” Kurt replied. “God, I shouldn’t have gone for so many hours in a row. I think my legs are falling off.”

Puck snorted, and though he was still facing away from them he knew they’d heard him because a few seconds and the sounds of footsteps later, he felt a hand cuff the back of his head.

“Grow up, Puckerman.” Kurt lowered himself gracelessly to the ground, groaning as he did, so Puck took the advantage and poked at Kurt’s right thigh in retribution. “Ah!” Kurt yelped. “Asshole! What did I just say?”

“Something ‘bout going for hours, if I recall.” Puck smirked up at the stars, clear and bright without city lights around to drown them out.

Kurt grumbled wordlessly for a moment before speaking up enough for Puck to make out a sentence. “…thanks I get for driving your ass halfway across the country.”

“Hey, you said you needed me.”

“I’m fairly certain I didn’t.”

“Found a place,” Finn called, his voice quieting as he stomped toward them across the field. “I think it’s only like a half hour out. I can drive if you need me to, Kurt.”

Sighing, Kurt let himself fall back to the grass, which was Puck’s sign that he must be even more tired than he’d said, if he was letting himself lie in the dirt like that. “Thanks.”

“We’ll head out in a few minutes, then.” Puck lay back alongside Kurt, figuring that would be enough time for them to get the energy to get up and back to the car. It was weird how just sitting around and driving all day could be so tiring. Or maybe it was just how far they were from home. He’d been states away before now, but always with the intention of coming back. At least the sky looked the same.

“We won’t be able to see this when we get to LA,” Finn said quietly, and Puck turned his head to find that Finn had laid down on his other side. “Not so well, anyway.”

“Light pollution,” Kurt agreed.

Puck hummed. “Thought the whole ‘bright lights big city’ thing was the reason we were going?”

“Yeah, but still…” Kurt trailed off, but Puck didn’t need him to finish. It was another thing that’d be different.

The grass dug into Puck’s neck, his arms, behind his ears. A car passed by, headlights swerving a little as the driver went around the Nav. Kurt tilted his head up and back, probably double-checking that he’d left the hazards on. The sound of wheels against the pavement faded away, and it was quiet for a few minutes.

“Does anyone know any of the constellations?”

“Nope,” Puck and Kurt both replied at the same time.

“Well, Orion,” Kurt corrected, gesturing vaguely at the sky. “And, I don’t know, one of the dippers? But that’s it.”
Finn chuckled. “They should teach us this stuff in school.”

“When will you ever need to know which constellations are out?” Puck asked, knocking a hand against Finn’s arm.

“More often than I need to know how to solve for x.”

“They teach us plenty of useful stuff,” Kurt said stiffly, and Puck tried his best to hold in a laugh, remembering how little Kurt had enjoyed algebra. No way did he really consider it useful.

The question stuck in his head, though. Did they know enough to figure this shit out? ‘We probably have some kind of idea what we’re doing,’ he thought, not bothering to define what that idea actually was.

“We should go,” he said, instead, hauling himself up off the ground. Finn groaned, but followed him. “C’mon, Kurt.” He held out a hand, and Kurt, wrinkling his nose at the motion, swung his own hand up to grab it, flailing slightly when Puck pulled him quickly to his feet.

Puck went automatically for the backseat, figuring Kurt would want to be in front even if he wasn’t driving, and tucked himself in among the bags they’d piled on the seat. If he leaned to the left, it was actually pretty soft. Maybe he’d get some more rest before they found the hotel.

“Everyone good?” Finn asked, twisting to look at both Kurt and Puck as he turned the key in the ignition.

Kurt just mumbled, turning against the window.

“Yeah,” Puck said, answering for both of them.

“Cool.” Finn pulled onto the road. “Hey, grab my phone, okay? You help me find the hotel when we get close.”


Puck propped an elbow against the bags to his left and lay his head in his hand, trying not to let his eyes close so he could keep a watch on how far they were from the hotel. He figured they’d at least get to something that looked more like town before they had to stop, though. Right now, it was just field on either side, and a dark road that he could barely see past the reach of the headlights.


( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 12th, 2013 01:11 am (UTC)
I may have legit teared up when I read your author's note. "Our three boys." <3

This was lovely and sweet and a breath of fresh air after today. *hugs*

(Oh, and perfect music on so many levels...)
Oct. 12th, 2013 02:40 am (UTC)
<3 I'm glad. I needed to write on a happier note.

I've had that song on repeat all day; it works well for my feels.
Oct. 12th, 2013 01:12 am (UTC)
Awwwwww. Our boys. I love it.
Oct. 12th, 2013 02:41 am (UTC)
Always our boys :)
Oct. 12th, 2013 01:29 am (UTC)
Awesome! Such a cute start to their journey. I hope they'll be happy in LA!
Oct. 12th, 2013 02:41 am (UTC)
They're working on it!
Oct. 12th, 2013 01:42 am (UTC)
Oct. 12th, 2013 02:43 am (UTC)

Just working through the day.
Oct. 12th, 2013 02:02 am (UTC)
On the Road
Yup- after watching that episode tonight I needed this. I'm not saying goodbye. They can't f'in make me.
Oct. 12th, 2013 02:44 am (UTC)
Re: On the Road
Nope. Never ever saying goodbye.
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