Kurt skimmed through the fluffy gowns featured as being in that season, and he pulled a pink one from its hanger. Bouncing up and down, he swung it around and held it up to Santanas body. "I like this one!" She took it from him and frowned at the puffy sleeves and the many layers of skirts, putting it back while he kept eagerly looking through them.

"You also liked the last fifty we looked at." She grabbed a dark purple dress and pulled it from a hanger, then took it over to a dressing room. She slipped behind the curtain and he heard her unzipping her jeans. "I told you Im not wearing anything pink, or yellow, or glittery, or with puffy sleeves. Let Santana buy her own dress."

He grabbed a mint green, short dress from the pile and turned it this way and that, "I found something green!" He squeaked, not at all discouraged by her dislike of any of his likes.

She walked out of the dressing room, adjusting the bottom of the purple dress. "Do you want me to look like a watermelon? Santana Lopez doesnt do green." Turning in a circle in front of a mirror, she grinned from ear to ear, "But Santana Lopez does look good in purple. Cant I wear this to your wedding?"

"Sure!" He hurried over to the shoes and searched their assortment for something to match the dress. "What about these high heels? Theyre strappy, which will go with the hourglass shape."

"Oh, those are perfect." She took them from him and happily admired them. "This will give me an excuse to get a pedicure. Good choice, Kurt. Im so glad I chose to go with you instead of Blaine. I wonder how him and Keegan are doing over in the mens department. Want to go check on them?"

Kurts eyes widened to the size of saucers, "Oh, no. I dont want to see Blaine in his tuxedo before the wedding. I want to be surprised! I like surprises." Looping his arm through hers, he said, "We can go get facials, manicures, and pedicures after this... but first I have to look at veils. Preferably veils attached to tiaras."

Santana burst into laughter, "You really are eccentric, arent you?" Walking with Kurt over to the other side of the store, Santana pointed out a section of veils, "Look, there they are."

Kurt noisily gasped and bounced on his toes, "Theyre so pretty! I want to buy all of them! I dont even know where to start." Hurrying over to the veils, Kurt picked up a white one with a white rose attached to it. "Oh, I love shopping but I can never decide!" He put that one back and lifted a plain, white one and held it up to his face. "I like this one... how it comes down at an angle."

Santana looked over her shoulder when she heard footsteps, and she saw a blond boy walk around a stack of veils. Blaine was right on his heels, and it took Kurt about two seconds to panic and hide behind a few dresses. "Dont look at me!" He peeped, peering between two of the dresses.

Blaine seemed startled by Kurts rejection, and he tried looking past the dresses. "Honey? Are you okay?"

"He has a veil on." Santana explained, crossing her arms. "He doesnt want you to see him in it."

Kurt took it out of his hair and hid it behind his back, then he wandered out and stood beside Santana. "How did your shopping go?" He murmured, rocking back and forth on his heels.

Blaine and Keegan still both appeared extremely confused, but Blaine shook it off and said, "It was fine, baby. I bought my shoes..." he lifted the bag in his hand to prove it. "I ordered my tuxedo. Keegan bought a few things."

Looping his arm through Santanas again, Kurt said, "Santana and I are going to get facials, pedicures, and manicures. Do you think you and Keegan could do something for a little while?"

Blaine looked at Keegan, then back at Kurt, "Yeah... well go get lunch. Do you want me to drop you off at the salon?"

"Thatd be so nice of you!" Kurt bounced again, then he remembered the veil behind his back. "Ill be right back... I have to buy this. Itll go perfectly with my dress." He started to skip past them, but Blaine quickly reached out and caught Kurt by his waist. Kurt instantly knew what he wanted, and he kissed Blaine on the mouth. "I love you."

"Mm..." Blaine nuzzled Kurts cheek, kissing everywhere he could find skin. Theyd been apart for months, and Blaine was making up for that lack of touch in full. He was surprised Kurt was still able to walk. "I love you so much."

"Thats enough of that," Santana frowned, curling her lip. "Seriously... hell be away from you for, like, three minutes."

"I go mad every time hes out of my arms," Blaine watched Kurt scamper away, almost bouncing across the store. The sight of his happiness made Blaine smile. He didnt know how hed gotten through ten months without him. Having him again made Blaine realize just how in love with Kurt he was. "Our wedding is eight days away. Im never letting him go on the honeymoon."

She rolled her eyes, but somewhere deep down she was happy for Blaine. She hadnt seen him this lively or excited in months. "With how much you guys are doing it now, I dont even want to imagine what your honeymoon will be like." She pointed at Keegan, "Ill bet you ten bucks that they break the bed by the third day."

Keegan, who was slowly getting better at his English, chuckled under his breath. Blaine snorted at her, "We havent done it that much, San. Hes been planning the wedding."

"Oh, please." She pushed him away. "Youre like a hormonal, teenage boy. When I came to your house the other day, he was working on invitations and you were humping his leg and giving his neck a hickey. Youll definitely break the bed."

To her surprise, Blaines face turned bright red. She couldnt remember the last time hed blushed. He seemed relieved when Kurt waddled over to them, a bag full of his veil swinging at his wrist. Catching Kurt in his arms, Blaine tugged him close and bit his ear lobe, nibbling it. Kurt squealed and giggled at the unexpected affection, and he turned his head and gave Blaine another kiss. Santana bet that if they had been alone, Blaine would have pinned Kurt to a wall and humped him right then and there.

Holding Blaine close to him, Kurt snuggled into his chest and murmured, "Santana, do you want to go now? I should probably get my hair done while were at the salon..." he reached up and touched his messy locks.

Keegan lifted his head and looked at Blaine, "Another two hours?" He said with a very thick French accent.

Blaine grinned and nodded, "Yeah, that means another two hours."

Helplessly giggling, Kurt kissed Blaines neck, "Its a good thing you love me so much."

Blaine laughed and ducked for another kiss, but Santana quickly broke them apart. "Oh, come on! You already made out, like, three times. Kurt, were walking ten feet in front of them." Dragging Kurt away from Blaine, Santana heard him laughing and she turned her head to see him looking back at Blaine, his cheeks glowing and his smile absolutely breathtaking. His eyes were glittering with happiness. She glanced back at Blaine and saw him with the same expression, his eyes stuck on Kurt. Wrapping an arm around him, she said, "Im happy for you, Kurt."

Kurt looked at her with huge, blue eyes, and she thought he was very beautiful. She could see why everyone absolutely loved and adored him. "Im happy for me, too!" Clapping his hands, Kurt giggled and did a little dance, almost tipping over in his high heels. He quickly righted himself after a moment of wobbling and squeaked, "Im getting married to the most handsome man in eight days!" He hopped up and down and she heard Blaine making a soft noise behind them.

She glanced back over her shoulder and saw that he was chuckling, his neck and cheeks flushed. Shed never seen him look that way before, completely happy. It was almost like hed never, ever been miserable. And even though Kurt was usually a happy person, shed also never seen him do little dances and spins and laugh so much. They seemed so perfect for each other.

Blaine stopped the car in front of the salon, and he reached back for his fiancé. Kurt giggled, leaning forward to get a kiss from Blaine. "Ill see you in a few hours! I love you." He squeaked, wrapping his arms around Blaines neck from behind. He kissed Blaines neck. "Have fun. Bye, Keegan!"

Blaine was reluctant to let go of Kurt, while Keegan waved at him. Kissing Kurts cheek again, Blaine whispered in his ear, "I love you."

Squealing, Kurt hopped out of the car and ran up to the salon. Santana was right on his heels, and they watched Blaine pull away, already in a conversation with Keegan, who looked to be struggling to understand what he was saying. Swishing into the salon, Kurt hummed to himself and walked up to the counter. Santana looked at the woman standing there, "Can we get the full package? His wedding is coming up so make him look fantastic."

The woman smiled at Kurt, "Congratulations. Follow me... well start with the pedicures." She led Kurt and Santana back to a couple of vibrating chairs, and Kurt giggled when he sat down and it started shaking him.

"It tickles!" Kicking his feet, Kurt put them in a bucket of steaming water. He laid his head back and closed his eyes, "I love wedding treatment. I feel so pampered."

Santana laughed and reached for one of the magazines, "So, what are you doing for your wedding... like, location and the honeymoon and food. I cant believe you and Blaine are trying to prepare for the wedding in just three weeks. Isnt it really stressful?"

Kurt shook his head, "I try to not get stressed out. Its bad for the skin. And Blaine is relaxed as long as I am. Its going to be a very small wedding at home... and my dad is letting us use things from his wedding. We wont have that many guests. And I have no idea about the honeymoon!" He opened his eyes, "Blaine is taking care of that and he wont tell me where were going. I like surprises but not this one! I have to know. Hawaii is a very common honeymoon spot but I sunburn so easily. And of course theres Alaska... but I dont like walking through the snow. It ruins my shoes. Oh, where would Blaine want to go?"

"I have no idea." Santana honestly said. "Thats the problem with Blaine... he doesnt tell you anything. He hasnt even told me. Hes too good at keeping his mouth shut."

Tapping his chin, Kurt thought about any hints Blaine might have given him, or if hed seen him looking up locations online, but he remembered none of that. He was distracted from guessing what Blaines favorite vacation spot might be when a woman approached them and knelt between their feet. "Are you the boy getting married?" she asked Kurt, and he nodded with a smile.

The woman grinned and took his feet from the bucket of water, "Hes very lucky. The first thing I noticed about you was how beautiful you are."

"Oh, thank you!" Kurt squeaked, trying not to get tickled when she stuck a toe separator between his toes. He sat back again and felt her swipe his toenails with a clear gloss. He closed his eyes but kept smiling, unable to take it from his lips. Hed never been this happy. He couldnt wait to go home and be with his future husband.

Kurt sat down on the couch with an invitation on his lap, his birds pacing on the coffee table in front of him. They were walking on his drying invitations that hed just decorated with sparkles and ribbons. Glue and glitter stuck to their little feet, making a mess when they tracked it onto the table. Kurt didnt mind at all. The more sparkly, the better.

He heard Blaine walk out of the kitchen and he sighed when Blaine sat down next to him, handing him a glass of warm milk. "Mm... thank you. This is just what I needed." He started sipping on the milk, but stopped when Blaine pulled him onto his lap and stuck his hands down his dress. He rubbed Kurts shoulders, making him purr.

"Are you getting tired?" He murmured, nibbling the nape of Kurts neck. "Let me write the invitations for a while, but first let me make you feel better."

Kurt blushed at his wording, and he snuggled into Blaines chest, "Youre amazing with your hands. This feels wonderful."

Blaine slid his hands deeper into Kurts dress, almost reaching down to the top of his panties. Kurt squeaked and stiffened, but Blaine soothed him with a kiss, "Nobodys going to see. Theyre all asleep." Licking the side of Kurts neck, he whispered, "Do you want to go take a bath then lay down? Santana bet that you and I are going to break the bed over our honeymoon. I want to see if I can accomplish that now."

Kurt suddenly got very nervous, so he pushed Blaine away, "Speaking of our honeymoon, Id like to know where were going, Mr. Hush-hush."

Blaine laughed and kissed the tip of his nose, "Thats for me to know and you to find out, Mr. Nosy. I know youll like it there. Its perfect for you. Now can I take you upstairs?" Without waiting for Kurt to answer, Blaine got to his feet and swung Kurt over his shoulder, holding onto his bottom.

Kurt tried not to squeal, but it was so hard not to make a sound of surprise. Laughing, Kurt grabbed the back of his shirt and slid his thumb through one of Blaines belt loops. "Blaine!"

Blaine started laughing as he walked up the stairs, "Just hold onto me tight." Kurt did as he was told, wrapping his hands around Blaines sides. Blaine had missed feeling his hands on him. He had missed hearing him say his name. And it was all amazing.