Kurt let out a very exasperated sigh then and looked over at Puck again. Perhaps he should have been intimidated by the football player, but he just... wasn't. That had stopped months earlier. "You pissed me off yet again, so I finally took it back," he said with a bit of a shrug.
And that was about as close as Kurt had come to telling Puck that he was the one that got it for him in the more than a month that Puck had been using the cologne. But, what was the worst that would happen if he found out who had gotten it for him in the first place? Puck would whine about liking a scent that Kurt had picked out for him? It didn't matter that Kurt also liked it. Or, at least it didn't matter to him. It might to the idiot.