Blaine disappeared backstage the same time Puck came to get Kurt to go to the last stop of the bachelor party. "Can Buddy come?" Kurt slurred as he looked back stage for Blaine, hoping he would return.
"No, buddy has another gig to work," Santana joked with Brittany on her arm.
In the party bus, Kurt sat and sipped on a strawberry daiquiri and watched the party dwindle down. What could possibly top a strip club Kurt through as the bus pulled into another parking lot. "Last Stop, American Beauty Tattoos and Piercing." Puck announced as everyone shuffled off the bus.

"So a good friend of mine," Santana started as a strawberry blonde came to the door, "Lola said she will give us tattoos OR piercing for 20%off and the Groom gets it free." Everyone cheered as Kurt shook his head.
"I really don’t want a tattoo, I'll regret it one day." He said not sounding convincing at all. Lola laughed and took Kurt's hand.
"That’s alright, how about a piercing," she said in a bubbly voice, "Shirt off, left or right nipple?"
Kurt was already being pushed down in a chair when he found his words, "No this is just weird," yet he was removing his shirt. "Wait who is getting a piercing with me?"
"I'm going my belly bottom," Santana said, as Brittany said, "I'll piece my nipple with you!"
"Tattoos," Mike and Puck said at the same time. Other workers from American Beauty came out and sat each patron down to begin working. Kurt watched Lola's rubber gloves mark his nipple with an ink pin then pulled out this big curved needle.
"I think I changed my mind," Kurt said, he looked away and felt a sharp prick but the alcohol in his system did the rest of the numbing for him.
"All done," Lola said her hand screwing on the ball at the end of the piercing. "That wasn’t so bad. Come on Britt," Kurt stood up and Santana touched the ring making Kurt flinch.
"Don’t touch me," he said like a five year old. She rolled her eyes and laughed way too loud. Kurt took a seat by the door observing his red nipple and the silver contraption that was now connected to it. It felt very numb yet reminded him of donating blood and feeling the needle in his skin, only this was a 14 gauge metallic bar that wasn’t going to do much of anything to save others life. Kurt then wondered what would Blaine think?

Blaine heard the door open and Kurt stumble into the bedroom. "Hey I was starting to worry about you," Blaine cooed as Kurt fell into the bed exhausted.
"I just want to sleep," Kurt said into the pillow. Blaine laughed and tried to help get Kurt into the bed. "Will you take my pants off?" Kurt asked completely defeated. Blaine smiled and laughed at his fianc�s request.
"You must have had a lot of fun," Blaine assumed as he shimmied Kurt's pants off. He tossed them aside and returned to the head of the bed turning off the bed lamp in the process.
"I did, it was my Bachelor party I had a party bus with my name on the side, and a lot of drinks, my shirt said by me a knot I'm trying a shot." Kurt said gaining a short burst of energy to tell Blaine about his night. "Then I met this really handsome stripper." he said smiling wide.
"So you liked it?" Blaine asked.
"Did you plan it?" Kurt asked slowly drifting away.
"Maybe, I'll never tell though."
Kurt mumbled something incoherently but it sounded a lot like "I think you did." and curled next to Blaine fell asleep.

Blaine was making brunch when he heard Kurt begin to move around the bed room. He set the pancakes and eggs on the Bed in Breakfast stand and walked to the bedroom. "Blaine," Kurt called in distress.
Blaine rushed into the bathroom, "What is it, darling?" He asked Kurt looked at him in a shocked face.
"Look!" Kurt pointed to his chest and Blaine gasped.
"I had nothing to do with that..." Blaine said quickly holding his hands up in defense.
"oh no no no, this isn't good." Kurt said touching it and hissing in pain.
"Your not going to take it out are you?" Blaine asked a smile growing on his face.
"You like it?" Kurt asked sceptically; Blaine nodded. "Then I guess I can keep it for a little while..." Blaine wrapped his hands around Kurt waist and kissed him softly.
"Come on, I made us breakfast."