So, we all know that Glee isn't known for continuity and, somehow, somewhere between "The First Time" and "I Kissed a Girl", Puck goes from saying he's never used a condom before to be worried about not having protection with him.

Apparently, insomnia is great to give you ideas and this drabble is my attempt at being funny. I hope you find it funny as well. :)

Enjoy!

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Mission Accomplished

After an exhausting football practice with Coach Beiste pushing them to the limit, Puck, Finn and the rest of the team head to the locker room to shower and change into clean clothes. Most of them, anyway.

Puck is minding his own business, applying deodorant and stuff, when Finn approaches him.

"Hey," Finn greets, "I've got something for you."

Finn seems embarrassed and if Puck were a better friend, he wouldn't tease him. On second thought, maybe the teasing is what makes him such a good friend.

"Hope's not a freaking BFF's bracelet."

Finn's cheeks turn into a deep red. "Shut up."

Puck smirks, pleased with his friend's reaction.

"What's up, then?"

"Here," Finn awkwardly hands him a box of condoms, trying to hide it from the other guys. "This is for you."

The panicked look on Puck's face is priceless and if Finn wasn't so embarrassed, he would have taken advantage of the situation.

"What the hell, dude? Do you want to get it on with me or something? You're my friend, dude, and I'm all for the gay people's rights, but that's as far as I'm going."

Finn laughs nervously at him. "It's not that, man."

"Then what is it? And hide that shit before any of these asses see it."

Finn smirks but does as he says.

"Remember that day when I asked you about the best brand of condoms and you said you didn't use them?" Puck nods and gives him a smug grin. A stud doesn't need that rubber crap around his dick. "Well, Rachel and I… uh, we sorted some brands and we came to the conclusion that this one's the better one both for protection and… uh, pleasure. Because it's like sensitive or whatever."

If someone was paying attention to them, they couldn't tell which one was more embarrassed in that moment.

"Dude, did Berry make you rehearse that crap and give that shit to me?"

"Uh, yeah, kinda."

"You're whipped and your girl is insane."

Finn scowls. "Well, if you don't want them, just give them back. At least someone else will use them."

Puck laughs at him and ignores his request. "So, when you say you and Rachel sorted some brands, you mean you tried them all, right?"

Finn's ears can't get any hotter and he blushes furiously, his cheeks becoming crimson red.

"That's none of your business," he says, turning his back to his friend and grabbing his duffel bag.

"Lucky bastard," Puck teases.

The truth is, he's really grateful for friends like Finn and Rachel, who are crazy as hell (mostly Rachel) but actually care about him, even though he'll never admit it. So, when he thinks Finn isn't watching, he shoves the box of condoms into his backpack. He hopes he'll never forget them when he actually needs them.

Later, when Finn nears his locker, Rachel is already there waiting for him, a questioningly look on her face. He grins and nods, answering her unasked question and she rewards him with a peck on the lips.

"Mission accomplished," he mumbles.

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