"I'm not a loser anywhere I go. Could be in another galaxy and I'd still be awesome." He raked a hand over his mohawk again, looking irritated. "And don't you forget it." He didn't dare move in any closer than he was now. If he did, Kurt might try to jump him. And the last thing he needed was to have that...body on him again. No, he'd much rather stay on his side of the room. The side that was clear - the side that was safe. As soon as he had figured out that he was rooming with the gay kid, Puck had drawn an invisible line on the floor separating his half from the other side. That line had spread even further out since their...unfortunate encounter. So much, in fact, that Puck had to visibly take a step or two backward as he reminded as such.
"I don't need your sympathy presents either." Puck didn't need any sympathy. And he wasn't gonna have Kurt feeling sorry for him either. That just made him feel all wrong. "Now give me the cologne."