Nothing in Puck's life had felt right in a long time. Nothing lined up, and there was nothing... nothing that he ever felt would make him truly feel happy and content again. But right there, in front of his face, was the one thing that finally seemed right. It was like finding the first two pieces of a thousand piece puzzle, and putting it back together, and finally knowing that the puzzle did all fit, it would just take time to put it together, and the picture might not exactly be the same as what he expected. But nonetheless, there was one thing in his life now that was right. And that was what mattered more than anything. He dabbed at his eyes with the tissue, though he'd later swear it was allergies, and watched the reunion in front of him with all the joy that was possible. It was a heartbreaking situation in the real world, but Blaine was finally here. Finally fucking here.

But that was when Puck's vision cleared and he caught sight of Kurt's face. And that face? Was a face that meant trouble. With a small sigh, he gave Kurt an apologetic shrug, knowing full well that that gesture wasn't nearly enough.