Two weeks later Kurt and Blaine found themselves walking through Central Park discussing their wedding plans. Blaine’s work visa would give them a few extra months of planning, but they didn’t want to delay the wedding too long in case something went wrong.

“So is there anyone you want to invite, Blaine?”

Blaine thought about it for half a second, then, “No.”

“No? Really?”

“Everyone I know is in Russia. It does not make sense for them to come to wedding. I don’t even know if they would approve and I do not want them stopping me from marrying you.”

“I guess that makes sense. But I still feel weird that only my friends and family will be there.”

“Have you told anyone?”

“No. I mean, I need to tell my dad soon. He’s the one I’m most worried about. I know he loves me and wants the best for me, and I know he probably won’t take it well.”

“You should do it sooner rather than later.”

“I know. Santana keeps telling me the same thing. And I will, I promise. Do you want to get some coffee?”

“Of course.”

“I know I definitely want roses, but I’m not sure-.”

“Kurt!” He turned at the sound of his name and was greeted by the sight of Rachel Berry, just as unstylishly dressed as ever.

“Oh no.”

“Kurt! It’s been so long!”

“Hi Rachel. It’s actually only been a month since we last saw each other.”

“I know but it feels like forever,” She sat down across from Blaine with her coffee. She looked at Blaine, then at Kurt, wordlessly urging him for an introduction.

“Rachel this is Blaine. Blaine this is Rachel. She went to high school with me and Santana.”

“It is very nice to meet you, Rachel.” Blaine was excited about meeting another of Kurt’s friends, but confused by Kurt’s reaction to her. She seemed nice enough.

“So where are you from Blaine? Eastern Europe?”

“Yes, I am from Russia.”

“I thought so. I’m very good at recognizing accents. Well I hope you are enjoying our wonderful city. Are you here for school or vacation or…?”

“I live here. It will be permanent in a few months but I have temporary visa now.”

“Oh. That’s nice. And how do you and Kurt know each other?”

“We-“

“Look at the time! We should go Blaine. We have that thing, remember?” Blaine was looking confusedly up at Kurt, having no memory of anything they had to do, but he played along anyway.

“Yes. We should go now. It was nice meeting you Rachel.”

She may have been obnoxious, but Rachel Berry was not stupid. She noticed the way Kurt rushed Blaine out in the middle of a sentence. She also noticed the ring on Kurt’s left hand.

It was hours later. Kurt sat on the couch reading Vogue with Blaine’s head in his lap.

It was quiet except for soft music playing from Kurt’s iPod. Santana had been moonlighting at different bars to make some extra cash, so they had the apartment all to themselves.

“This is nice.”

“Yeah, it is.” It was quiet for another moment before, “Why did you rush us out of Starbucks today? I liked talking to your friend.”

Kurt set his Vogue on the end table and looked down at Blaine, “I can’t really say she’s my friend. I mean, we didn’t get along really well in high school, and-“

“Kurt. Just tell me why I wasn’t supposed to talk to her.”

“I just didn’t want you telling her about us.” “Are you ashamed of me?”

“What? Of course I’m not ashamed of you. I just don’t want her to be the first to know. If you told her, she’d tell everyone, and I’d have to deal with everyone at one time. I just want to tell people in my own time. You understand that, right?”

“I do. Just wanted to check.”

Kurt should’ve realized that things were never meant to go his way.

The next day when Blaine got the mail he was excited to find that his work visa had come. He all but ran up the stairs, but as he stood outside his door, he heard Kurt yelling. He opened the door and saw Kurt on the phone; he looked angry, hurt, and unbelievably upset.

“It doesn’t matter because she had no right to tell you!”

Blaine could vaguely hear a voice on the other end of the line yelling back. Blaine wasn’t sure what it was about but as he went to comfort Kurt he was pushed away. Kurt didn’t even look at him as he stormed into his room and slammed the door.

Blaine now had a very bad feeling about his upcoming marriage, and was suddenly relieved to have a backup plan. But as he stared down at his temporary visa he couldn’t help but wish that he wouldn’t need to depend on it.

Kurt was enjoying his day off. Santana was at the restaurant and Blaine had training since he couldn’t legally work yet. He was flipping through the channels when his phone rang. The screen showed a picture of him and his dad at his graduation,

“Hey, Dad.”

“Hey. Are you at work? I’m not bothering you, am I?”

“No, I have the day off. What are you calling for?”

“Can’t a guy just check in on his son?”

“You’re right. I’m sorry for believing you had an ulterior motive.”

“Yeah, you know since you mentioned it, I heard something interesting from Finn today.”

“Really?” Kurt felt a little nervous for some reason.

“Yeah. You know he still talks to Rachel sometimes?” Uh-oh.

“They’re friends. Why shouldn’t they talk?” Kurt tried to keep the nervousness out of his voice.

“Well apparently someone that we all know and love is engaged. Now what do you think about that?”

Kurt tried to control his voice when he said “I think that it’s exciting and we all should be happy for whoever it is and not yell at them.”

“Kurt!”

“Yeah, Dad?”

“You are engaged! We didn’t even know you were in a relationship! What am I supposed to think when Rachel of all people is the one to tell me my son’s getting married?”

Kurt stood up and started pacing the room; he couldn’t stay sitting while he was being yelled at. He briefly noticed that Blaine had come home and was standing in the doorway, but didn’t acknowledge him.

“It doesn’t matter because she had no right to tell you!”

“Well if she didn’t tell me who would?” Blaine walked over and tried to comfort him, but Kurt couldn’t deal with him right now and pushed him away. He needed to be away from Blaine so he stormed into his room, slamming his door in anger.

“I was going to tell you when I was ready, Dad. We haven’t told anyone yet except Santana but only because she lives with us.”

“Us? You live together?”

“Will you just let me finish? I wanted to tell you on my own terms. I wanted this to be my decision! My decision to tell you that I’m with someone and that I’m going to marry him soon! Mine! Not hers! And I hate that you call me up angry and that you can’t even be happy for me or-“

“Kurt.”

“What?” He didn’t even realize that he was crying until his tears dropped onto his shirt.

“I’m really sorry, buddy. I should’ve let you come to me first. But it just caught me off guard. You’ve mentioned one guy since you’ve been out there, and you only mentioned him once. Is it the same guy?”

“No.”

“You just never seem to tell me anything anymore.”

“I’m really sorry, Dad.”

“Me too. So do you want to tell me about him? How long have you known each other?”

Kurt couldn’t lie to his dad. “About a month and a half.” He could hear his father try to control his breathing.

“You’re engaged to someone you’ve known for less than two months?” He knew he was trying to keep himself from yelling again.

“He needs a green card. But he’s really nice and I’m sure you guys will-”

“Kurt. What are you doing? It’s like you’ve become this entirely different person. You don’t do this type of thing. You don’t just marry random guys. You like romance and all that Prince Charming shit.”

“You’re right, Dad. It is shit. In the year I’ve been here and the other eighteen I’ve lived in Ohio I have realized that all that doesn’t exist. I’m never going to find my Prince Charming. I gave up on that a long time ago. But Blaine is nice, he likes me, and he wants to be with me. For me, that’s enough.”

“I just didn’t think you were the type of kid to settle for that.”

“Yeah. Me neither.”

Blaine didn’t come to bed that night. Kurt assumed he was sleeping on the couch but he couldn’t really bring himself to care. He could only focus on what his dad had said about him settling. What if by some miracle he met the love of his life while he was married to Blaine? Would Blaine let him go? What if this was just a giant mistake and he’s going to ruin the rest of his life by getting married? Suddenly the beautiful, been-in-the-family-for-years ring felt like it weighed a million pounds. Could he really do this? Or was he going to have to tell Blaine to leave?