You and Me  Puck/ Sam E  Rating: K  This is my first time to
write slash. It popped into my head. Let me know what you think.
Puck's head hurt. A lot. And he had to pee. And it felt like
something had died in his mouth and was decomposing. Aspirin
would be good, and a bathroom, not necessarily in that order. He
groaned and started to roll off the bed. Except he couldn't
move.  Puck looked down to see why he couldn't move, only to
find he couldn't see either. The panic of that realization woke
him up enough to remember that he had to open his eyes before he
could see anything. He groaned again, squinting against the
light; even his eyelashes hurt. Eyes open this time, Puck looked
down to see why he couldn't move. An arm was holding him tightly
around the waist. A very male arm.  Huh. Puck squirmed a bit,
turning as best he could to the left. He visually followed that
arm up to a man's chest, though Puck didn't immediately grasp
that the tickling sensation on his shoulder was being caused by
chest hair. Puck l