"Rachel! Have you seen my tie? I can't find it anywhere, oh God! I only have like two hours left to get ready and I haven't got my tie"

Kurt was hyperventilating, this was the day he had been planning for 18 months, the day he couldn't wait any longer to be here, he was finally going to become Kurt Hummel-Anderson! He was going to marry Blaine, his soulmate, his best friend. Rachel stood in front of him, hands firmly on his arms.

"Kurt! I need you to relax, okay? You're not going to make it anywhere near the wedding if you keep getting yourself worked up. Come on, breath with me sweetie. That's it, in and out"

Kurt breathed along with Rachel, feeling the oxygen starting to return to his system, and his breathing take on a normal pattern again. God, he was a mess, he wasn't nervous so much as excited and anxious that the day would go okay.

He had woken up at 3.14am, he knew then that he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore, he had decided to get ready at the hotel the ceremony was being held at, whereas Blaine was getting ready at their house with his parents. They were not exactly a traditional couple, but Kurt had been insistent of them spending their last night apart. Right now though, he was kind of regretting that decision, Blaine would have been the one person who could have calmed him right now.

"Thanks, Rach, you're amazing, hence the Maid of Honor job title" He winked at her, she was being amazing with him, not just today, but for the last few months when he had turned into a Groomzilla. Blaine had stayed as calm as ever with him through it all, but Rachel had told him when he was being a total douchebag, and once actually slapped him when he went off in a panicky rant about favours.

Just then a knock echoed on the door, and he turned to see his Dad step into the room, a box in his hands. He took one look at Kurt, and the emotion of the day seemed to catch up with him, his eyes filling with tears.

"Wow, Kurt, you look, absolutely amazing, Blaine is a lucky guy"

Kurt smiled a toothless smile at his Dad, they had been through so much together, and now felt like a goodbye of sorts, even though he knew he would see him as often as he could, he was no longer his 'little boy' he was growing up, and beginning to make a life of his own.

"Thanks, Dad, you look great too, what's that you got there?"

His Dad looked down at his own hands, as if forgetting he had anything there at all.

"Oh! I want to give you this, your mother gave me these to wear on our wedding day, so I want you to wear them on your wedding day, that is, if they're not too 'uncool' for you. Kurt took the box his Dad had offered to him, it was the size and shape of a ring box, as he opened it, his eyes became misty again. There, sat on the little cushion were a pair of cufflinks, nothing necessarily distinguishing about them, except for the small E and B intertwined and engraved on each one.

"They're perfect, Dad, thank you, now I get to have both my parents with me on my wedding day"

He took his cufflinks off that he was wearing, replacing them with the new ones. They looked amazing against his crisp white shirt. Kurt looked up when he was done, seeing his Dad stood awkwardly by the door.

"Is everything okay Dad? Did you need something?" He saw his Dad start to open and close his mouth, as if deciding what to say, until eventually he seemed to have made up his mind, and began to speak.

"Kurt, I know you haven't had the easiest of lives up to this point. I hope in some ways I have helped you get to where you are now, but the truth is, I actually had very little to do with it, you became the person you are today, because you are an amazing young man, with a beautiful soul, your mother often used to call you that, you know, her beautiful soul. Anyway, I just want you to know that you couldn't have found a more perfect guy to marry, and well, I'm proud of you son."

Kurt was full on balling by the end of his Dad's speech, his tie (which he had found eventually) hanging limply in his hand, he didn't know what else to do in that moment, so launched towards his Dad and wrapped him in a massive hug, just breathing in his scent. It was that scent that had comforted him so many times, and now was no exception.

"Okay, buddy, this is it, it's almost time, you ready?"

"Just help me with this tie and I'll be good to go"

He stayed still as his Dad fixed his tie for him, Rachel flitting around them making final adjustments to Kurt's suit, clutching her bouquet tightly. They had decided to keep it simple, Rachel was to be Kurt's Maid of Honor, and Finn (who wasn't dating Rachel, apparently) was to be Blaine's best man. Kurt had been at plenty of weddings in New York where there were more attendants than actual guests and Kurt didn't want that at all.

"Okay, I'm ready, let's go get me a husband!"

His Dad and Rachel followed him out of the room, laughing, Kurt felt all of his nerves drip away and he made his way to the function room, he just wanted to see Blaine now, it had been too long, and he wanted nothing more than to hold his hand, just so he could know it was just the two of them in this.

They had decided on a coral theme for the wedding, so all the flowers were cream and coral, Rachel's dress was a coral colour, and later in the evening, the table centers would also be coral. It was a very modern colour, and Kurt had just fallen in love with it. They had also decided to walk in separately to the room, Blaine with his parents on each arm, Kurt with his Dad, and Rachel coming in behind him.

When the doors to the room opened, his Dad stood linking his arm on his left, Kurt gasped, the room was perfect, rows upon rows of chairs, each covered beautifully in white cloths, the walls were a white wood, giving the room a very light and airy feel. At the end there was a big window overlooking the gardens. Kurt could have been getting married in the middle of a garbage heap for all the notice he took of the room, because, there, at the end of the room was Blaine, his soulmate, his knight in shining armour, his prince, his soon to be husband, and he looked perfect.

When Kurt had made his way up the aisle, his Dad passing his hand to Blaine, another traditional touch which Kurt had left in, Kurt felt calm completely encompass him, here he was, marrying Blaine, and Blaine's hand touching his made him feel anchored.

The vows themselves were relatively traditional, not wanting to have the pressure of trying to write anything too fancy themselves. Before Kurt had a chance to really take anything in, the registrar was pronouncing them husbands, and Kurt was being pulled into Blaine's arms, kissing him with more passion than was acceptable in front of an audience of family.

Instead of speeches at the wedding breakfast, they decided to sing their favourite songs, both Rachel and Finn being inevitably onboard. The only speech that was allowed was his Dad, not a singer by any means, he gave a speech so heartwarming and sincere than pretty much the whole of the room were in tears, including Kurt and Blaine. Finn had sung a stripped back version of I will always love you by Whitney Houston, a strange choice, considering it was largely a break up song, but they hugged and thanked him all the same.

Rachel decided to sing a stunning version of 'Without You' her voice suited the song perfectly, and the song suited the occasion beautifully. Both boys couldn't remove the smiles from their faces, this really was their perfect day. Blaine had decided there was really only one song he could sing, perhaps it was slightly predictable for him to sing Teenage Dream, but it was the only song he wanted to sing, and it was his wedding after all. Kurt had gone a little less classic, choosing to sing Adele's 'One and Only'

The whole day was amazing, they danced, drank and ate late into the night. That night they had made love for the first time as a married couple. Children were still a long way off for the two, not that they hadn't spoken about it. They both wanted a massive family, but they knew this decision was mainly taken out of their hands, they could only hope that when the time was right everything was on their side.

Back to the present....