Chapter Three

“Knock, knock,” Rachel chimed as she poked her head through the half open door of Kurt and Blaine's suite.

Kurt, who had just finished tying Blaine's white bowtie, smiled invitingly at her. Once Rachel was inside and standing in front of them he asked,“well, how do we both look?”

He and Blaine had opted not to have any sort of stylist help them get ready. Kurt was more than capable of doing his own hair, just like he had been for the past twenty-seven years (not counting red carpet, shows, televised events and so on). In his opinion, Kurt had outdone himself this time. His bangs, which he'd let grow longer than usual, were styled atop his head in an impressive wave. Blaine's job on his own hair was just as good; he'd tamed his curls with gel, but his head wasn't completely plastered down.

Rachel stood in front of the couple and scanned each of them from head to toe. When her assessment was done she nodded in approval. “Flawless,” she replied, and it was the perfect word to describe them.

Kurt's white jacket with black bowtie combo both complimented and contrasted Blaine's black jacket and white bowtie perfectly. They were both wearing the same slim fit black slacks and black dress shoes. Just as Kurt had assured, their boutonnieres (cream roses with white baby's breath) went beautifully with their ensembles.

Booth grooms beamed back at Rachel with pride, far too happy to hide their delight in her verdict.

Kurt knew they looked good but there was nothing like getting a second opinion--as biased as it might be. “Thank you for stating the obvious Rachel, your opinion is terribly biased but its nice to hear anyway.” Kurt said.

“I just came to tell you that your parents will be along soon,” Rachel explained.

Kurt nodded at her. He doubted that was the only reason for her arrival though; she had her ‘I'm up to something and can barely hide it behind my happy smile' look on her face. If he had more time then Kurt would have tried to coax the truth out of her.

“And what else?” he asked, making sure to keep his tone light and cheerful.

“I wanted to give you something to have during the ceremony, Kurt,” Rachel answered as she walked up to him.

In her hands was a fine golden chain, a necklace, Kurt realized. And when he saw the name in golden words in the middle of it, his eyes began to water. It was Rachels beloved Finn necklace, the one he had given to her when they were all still in high school. He had been gone for seven years now and they both still missed him terribly. Finn was the reason Kurt had decided not to have a best man for the wedding, as a homage, since he would have been his choice if he were still alive.

Kurt took a moment to gather his composure before he could go on. “Are you sure?” Kurt's voice was shaky; he knew how much the necklace meant to her.

Rachel nodded. “I'm sure. This way Finn can be with you like a brother should be.”

“Thank you,” Kurt breathed.

An impromptu of passing of arms ceremony was initiated when Rachel handed the necklace to Kurt, who took it graciously. He didn't feel as if Finn's presence had magically transferred to him, but that didn't matter. His step-brother might be dead, but his memory still lived on.

The beautiful moment was broken when Kurt couldn't keep his shaking hands still enough to undo his bowtie. “Could you please help me out here, honey?” Kurt asked Blaine, sighing at his pitiful failure.

“Sure,” Blaine said lovingly and he made quick work of the job.

Once his bowtie was undone, Kurt handed the necklace back to Rachel so she could put it around his neck. She had to go up on tiptoe to loop the clasp together at the back but she eventually got it done. Afterward Kurt voiced his quiet thanks and Blaine started to do his collar back up without having to be asked. Kurt waited until Blaine had finished tying his bowtie before brushing the tears from his eyes. It was a good thing the only makeup he was wearing was a faint concealer, or else he'd have to redo everything over again.

Kurt had never been one for wearing jewelry; the necklace felt cool against his skin. The fit wasn't so tight that it felt constricting around his neck though, thankfully, so there was no fear of it becoming uncomfortable. Kurt swept Rachel up into his arms and hugged her tightly, whispering his thanks again before letting her go.

“Finn would be really happy for you today, Kurt,” Rachel said.

“Yeah,” Kurt weakly replied. He reached out and took Blaine's hand in his and they shared a loving glance.

There was a gentle knock on the door and the three of them turned to see Kurt's dad and stepmom walk into the room.

“Hey there, we're not interrupting anything are we, kid?” Burt asked his son, noting Kurt's red eyes.

Kurt smiled and shook his head. “Not at all.” There was no reason to keep what had just happened from Burt of course, Kurt just knew if he were to tell them he would start crying again. “In fact, I was wondering when you two would show up.”

“I had to arm wrestle Cooper to get to go before him and Blaine's parents,” Burt joked, or at least, Kurt hoped he was just kidding around.

Blaine rolled his eyes anyway; laughing at the mental image. “Good for you, Burt!”

“Oh, you two both look so handsome in your wedding outfits!” Carole gushed as she rushed up to them. Kurt quickly demanded an overdue hug and spent far too long holding onto her as they laughed together. Eventually Burt became so impatient he actually pushed his wife aside so he could have his turn. Carole graciously stepped away and offered her best wishes to Blaine, who dished it right back at her as they hugged it out.

“I can't believe my son's finally getting married,” Burt said.

Kurt laughed, “It's about time, huh? Though I still managed to keep my ‘legally married by thirty' goal.” He turned to Rachel and winked at her. “And Rachel kept her goal of winning a Tony by twenty-five, so I think it's safe to say ‘mission accomplished' on both accounts.” At the time Rachel and Kurt had made those goals in the hopes they would be possible, but never knowing for sure.

“I used to think getting married, where it would be actually legal, would just remain a far off dream of mine,” Blaine said.

Burt hugged Blaine next and patted him on the shoulder afterwards. “Well you better believe it now Blaine, or else Kurt's good mood is going to south real quick here.”

Elliott suddenly rushed into the room, out of breath and struck with panic. “He's coming! I couldn't hold him back any longer! I barely managed to dart ahead so I could warn you all!” he shouted with over the top dramatics.

“Hah! Good one there, Elliott. Remind me again why you went with music instead of acting?” Cooper Anderson said with obvious sarcasm as he nonchalantly entered the scene.

Neither man was putting much effort into their act though, considering that Elliott and Cooper had nothing but the utmost respect for one another. Blaine's older brother of nine years had a knack for charming people into liking him, despite his over exuberance for life. The days when Blaine had resented his brother for constantly pulling focus were long over.

When Blaine had moved to LA for college, Cooper was the one who'd instantly supported his decision. In fact, if it had been up to Cooper, Blaine would have moved in with him instead of staying in a school dorm.

“Happy wedding day, little bro,” Cooper greeted, pulling Blaine in for a fierce hug.

While Cooper's busy life as an actor had often kept him away from getting to spend any ‘quality bro bonding time' with Blaine, he had still been there for all the big events. Blaine's first concert after forming Nightbird, his college graduation ceremony, the crazy party Cooper had thrown afterwards, and many more. He'd gone to three of the concerts during the tour with Starchild, including one in Europe! Anyone there to see his boisterous antics at the concert would have thought he was just another rabid fan cheering his heart out.

Cooper often boasted that he was Nightbird's biggest fan; until he had graciously given the title to Kurt once it was clear that he and Blaine were made for one another. Even then it had taken Kurt beating him in an old fashioned karaoke sing off competition.

“Thanks, Coop,” Blaine said.

Cooper turned his sights on Kurt next and his soon to be brother-in-law was given the full hug treatment too. Whatever Cooper whispered into Kurt's ear made him laugh outrageously and Blaine had to resist rolling his eyes.

Blaine's and Cooper's parents, Pam and Joshua were the last to arrive. But their beaming faces quickly made up for it, that and how fabulously dressed they were, Pam especially. Her dress was a deep purple, and flattered every inch of her body.

“I hope we're not too late to join in the festivities,” Pam told the group.

“Heaven forbid!” Kurt replied as he embraced her.

Joshua Anderson, who had divorced from Pam eight years ago, looked far more relaxed than Kurt would have expected. It had taken some time for Joshua to come around and accept his son for who he was. But in the years Kurt had known him, he could see how Blaine's dad had tried his best to make up for that. Back when they'd invited him to the wedding, Blaine had confessed he didn't know if he would go. But to their surprise, Joshua had been the first to send back his RSVP--beating Cooper by a whole ten minutes.

“Thanks for coming, Dad,” Blaine whispered to Joshua when they hugged one another.

“There's no way I would miss my son's wedding day,” Joshua replied. “And with how Cooper's dragging his feet, it might be my only chance to before I die.”

Blaine broke out in a fit of barely controlled laughter after hearing his dad make a rare joke.

“Okay Mr. Funny-man, isn't there a photo session we should all be heading to?” Cooper asked, acting as if he were the parent and Joshua the wiley son.

Blaine was still chuckling to himself as he and Kurt walked hand in hand out of the room behind the others. There was no place he would rather be than amongst his closest friends and family, in beautiful France, and mere hours away from marrying the person he loved most in the world.

“Has the reality of your situation sunk in yet, Blaine?” Kurt asked.

There was far too many signs of their wedding around Blaine to deny it was actually happening; the smell of fresh flowers, the laughter of the people walking ahead of them, the beautifully decorated walls of the chateau they were staying at. But most of all was the stunningly dressed man at his side who only had eyes for him.

“Words cannot express the joy I'm feeling right now, Kurt.”

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The wedding photos were soon underway and Elliott had the pleasure to stand back and watch it all unfold. He was in a number of shots of course, but once his part was over he stepped back for the family portraits to begin.

Kurt and Blaine looked happy beyond words as they stood together posing like a couple of old pros. Of course the joyous expressions on their smiling faces were no act, and it showed. Elliott couldn't wait to see how the photos turned out, and he wasn't the only one.

“Way to stroke a pose, boys,” Cooper called out to them.

Elliott shook his head when the couple's response was just to ignore him. Cooper came to stand beside Elliott and watched the scene beside him. At first he seemed to be behaving himself, until he sneakily brought out his cellphone and started taking photos himself.

“Tweet any of those and you'll live barely long enough to regret it, Cooper,” Kurt warned as soon as another photo was finished.

Cooper simply laughed off Kurt's threat and turned his intention to Elliot. “So tell me, because I've been curious, when did you first realize those two were destined soulmates?” he asked, nodding at the couple in question as they grinned at the camera.

Elliot smiled; when indeed.

--February 10th 2015 - LA--

It didnt take Elliott very long to realize that Blaines feelings towards Kurt were more than your average crush. First there had been their obvious spark at the party, then Blaines desperate phone call this morning, and now the young rockstar was going out of his way to make sure Kurt was enjoying himself at the concert.

After personally going out to meet Kurt at the door (even at the risk of being noticed by his many adoring fans waiting outside), Blaine had pulled out all the stops for his guest. He gave his own personal tour of the club, telling many witty anecdotes and personal stories alone the way. As if that weren't enough, when Blaine took Kurt backstage to meet his fellow band mates, he shamelessly bragged about Kurt's many talents so much that he quickly made the Broadway actor blush.

Blaine and Kurt clearly had eyes only for each other and were already acting like long time boyfriends instead of newly met acquaintances. Just what had happened after they had left the party last night? Elliot regretted having left before them now, but he'd gotten an offer he couldn't have refused.

They must have slept together, Elliott thought, which was surprising but he fully approved--not that it mattered--or was any of his business.

Whatever had happened, Elliott to found himself watching their love blossom right before his very eyes.

“It's a pretty full house out there; Kurt and I should go claim a spot before it's too late,” Elliott told the pair, who were busy flirting (again). When his comment got no sort of reaction, he gave it another go, only louder this time. “Guys?”

“Yes?” asked Blaine, who obviously hadn't heard what else Elliott had said.

“If Kurt and I don't go claim a good viewpoint out there we're gonna be stuck at the back of the club,” Elliott announced with just the hint of sass.

That seemed to get Blaine's attention finally. “Oh.” He looked to Kurt and pouted for a second, until he realized how silly he must look. “The band I and should get ready for the show anyway,” Blaine muttered awkwardly.

‘Oh, Blaine, honey, have you got it bad,' Elliott thought to himself in amusement, barely resisting the temptation to smirk. He couldn't blame Blaine either, not with how attractive Kurt looked tonight.

Kurt was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans that had safety pins running down the sides. His bright red button up shirt had the collar and two buttons undone, and the sleeves were rolled up to show off Kurt's strong forearms. A leather strap went down the middle of his right shoulder and across his waist. Just because Elliott had never come close to anything romantic with Kurt didn't mean he didn't understand what Blaine saw in him. Kurt was a real catch.

“I'm willing to shove anyone aside who dares to get in my way,” Kurt said with waving fist.

Elliott winked at him. “That's the spirit.”

But not even the most alluring person in the world could make Blaine disappoint his fans, so Elliott and Kurt bid the band farewell, and headed off to brave the crowds. Although the club's stage area wasn't that large, the many concerts goers had managed to fill it up already.

Kurt and Elliott stood a short distance away as they eyed the potentially perilous scene in front of them. While Elliott was no stranger to such sights, attending concerts had become more troublesome since his rise to stardom. He only hoped that it would be dark enough that most people there wouldn't recognize him. Elliott was just here to help Kurt, but he realized how unnecessary he was when Kurt boldly forced his way into the crowd.

There was still a bit of time before the show would begin, so Elliott decided to spend it chatting with Kurt. It had been a while since they gotten to catch up and while Kurt answered all of his questions, his mind seemed to be elsewhere.

Elliott was just about to casually slip how great a guy Blaine was--to gauge Kurt's reactions and see how far his feelings went--when he heard whispering behind him, followed by his stage name ‘Starchild' being spoken.

Elliot turned around to see two women shyly looking at him a short distance away and he smiled. Just the fact that they were being respectful made it easy for him to gesture for them to come over. Kurt watched quietly at his side as the ladies gained the courage to say something to Elliott.

“I'm sorry if we're bugging you, we just wanted to tell you we're both big fans!” the one woman, a brunette, nervously explained.

Elliott appreciated that neither woman asked him for a photo; he would have been happy to do it, but others might notice and ask him for one too and things could get out of hand. So Elliott just spent a moment talking to them; asking them where they were from and answering their harmless questions.

After his fans headed off, giddy and on cloud nine, Kurt smirked at Elliott. “Did you see the way they were grinning at me? They probably think I'm your date.”

“If only they knew the truth,” Elliot teased.

There was no intro band, so when the lights went on and the music started it was Nightbird who came out on stage. Blaine was wearing a white cotton t-shirt that had a black and red design in a harness motif on it. Elliott recognized it; it was by Alexander McQueen and worth a whole lot more than most would guess. Blaine had combined it with a pair of black skinny jeans, giving off a simple but still eye pleasing effect.



The hungry look on Kurt's face was surefire proof that he approved of Blaine's wardrobe. His eyes were lit up and fixated on Blaine, who seemed to be scanning the crowd for something as well (Kurt no doubt). Then finally, their eyes met and even in that second, Elliott saw the fireworks.

‘Holy shit,' Elliott swore in his head; amazed at the adoration in Kurt's eyes.

That was it then, it had to be love. As the concert began, Elliott became more sure of it. Blaine and Kurt had managed to find something he was still hopelessly searching for; the lucky devils. Time would tell if they could go the distance or not, but Elliott got the feeling that they would. ‘Before I know it, I'm gonna be at their wedding...'

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It may have taken three years for it to come to pass, but the wedding of Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson was finally taking place. At the beautiful Chateau LEsterel in France, on a lovely spring day. They had opted for a mid-afternoon wedding, when the morning due would have dried, but the heat of the day wouldn't be at its strongest.

As for the wedding ceremony, it was being held in the chateau's main courtyard.

When Kurt had seen photos of the spot, with its sophisticated French look and classic Roman influence, he had instantly pictured saying their vows there. It had an arch-covered walkway on three sides with an elegant fountain and a comfortable dining area, and seeing it in person had only further convinced Kurt that he had to get married under the center archway near the French fountain. Blaine had instantly jumped on board. Now there were only minutes until he and Blaine would walk toward each other along opposite sides of the arch-covered walkways to meet together in the middle. The wedding party (Rachel and Elliott) would be waiting on either side of the wedding officiant. The rest of the small guest list would watch from their seats in the the Roman-styled courtyard.

Flowers were hung from the round arched openings of the walkways, along with white Christmas lights. It was a truly beautiful setting, Kurt couldn't wait for the ceremony to begin!

“Are you as nervous as I'm feeling right now?” Blaine asked anxiously beside him.

They were both waiting inside until their moment to walk down the aisle. There were mere minutes left. Not nearly enough time for Kurt to stop his racing heart.

“Oh yeah,” Kurt muttered.

“Just checking.”

The paparazzi had been held at bay and sent packing long before they could even reach the chateau. Kurt had let out a large sigh of relief after hearing this, but it didn't mean all of his anxieties had left him. Which was crazy because there was nothing to left stress over. The weather was perfect, as was the groom, everything looked amazing and the reception dinner afterwards was all set to go. At least Kurt knew what he was experiencing wasn't wedding jitters. He wanted to marry Blaine; he couldn't wait to. Maybe that was it; Kurt was impatient.

“You know, I used to worry that we'd waited too long to get married,” Blaine admitted to Kurt all of a sudden.

Kurt smiled as Blaine wrapped his arms around his shoulders and kissed him lightly on the cheek. “Did you now?”

“I know at the time it didn't seem that long, and we were so busy with work. But a couple of times I was tempted propose to you a year earlier than I did.”

“What kept you then?” Kurt didn't feel the need to admit he had been in the same predicament more than once. The ring he'd given Blaine shortly after his lovely proposal had been bought a year into their relationship.

“Because as much as I loved you and knew you were the one for me, the timing wasn't right. After we got together so quickly, I guess this was one thing I wanted to take my time with.”

“I think you made the right decision, not that I would have said no if you had asked me earlier. But then, we've been acting like a fabulous old married couple pretty much since the moment we met.”

“I dunno about the old part,” Blaine argued, smirking at him playfully.

“Hot young married couple then--or at least for those first few months anyway.”

The honeymoon period Kurt spoke of had lasted for a while, but it couldn't have gone on forever of course. It had proven quite difficult for Blaine and Kurt to suddenly have someone else in their life to make time for. As much as they quickly came to love one another, it didn't solve every problem. Arguments and quarrels had broken out, sometimes over the silliest thing. But whatever came their way, the couple rode it out, spoke honestly with each other when needed and eventually worked things through.

Blaine smiled at Kurt lovingly; he really wanted to kiss him right now, but he held the urge at bay. While they had set most traditions aside, Blaine wanted to hold out until they could have their first kiss as a lawfully wedded couple. Kurt seemed to know this as well, and the two of them just stood there, content in each other's arms. Blaine leaned forward so their foreheads could touch.

“This is the happiest day of my life, Kurt,” Blaine breathed softly.

“I love you so much, Blaine,” Kurt replied.

Their tender moment was interrupted when Elliott, Rachel, Jesse and Cooper stepped into the room and stared at the two men. Everyone took one sight of Kurt and Blaine and made a collective ‘aww' at their sweet display of affection.

“I hate to break up such a romantic scene, but it's T-minus to showtime, boys,” Elliott said.

Rachel and Jesse immediately went to Kurt, who let go of Blaine before they could physically pull them apart. Kurt accepted their words of congratulations, hugging them both back with matched happiness. ‘Here comes the tears again,' Kurt thought with annoyance as he fought to keep his emotions at bay. If he was going to cry then he wanted hold out at least until he got through his vows. A hopeless dream perhaps but Kurt was at least going to try!

“Come on, little bro,” Cooper urged, taking Blaine's shoulders by the hands, and pushing him forward.

Blaine let out a silly laugh and shrugged at Kurt before he was forced from the room. “I guess I'll see you out there!” he called.

“I'll be counting the seconds!” Kurt laughed back.

There must have been some plot between the four of them planned, because Cooper and Elliott waited until Jesse, Rachel and Kurt were gone before leaving the room themselves. Blaine beamed at his best friend and brother, who were amusingly each other's partners for the wedding ceremony. Elliott had made the offer after beating out Cooper to be Blaine's best man and Cooper had instantly accepted. The pair made a handsome couple actually, and if Cooper weren't straight they could have given Kurt and Blaine a real run for their money for being the best dressed couple.

Blaine was in such a daze that he simply walked along, letting Cooper and Elliott to take him to the correct place. Kurt would be heading to the opposite of the building right now, so they could walk in parallel as planned. A year's planning still hadn't fully prepared Blaine for this moment. His heart was in his throat, his breathing barely under control, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Elliott turned to face Blaine and gave him one last smile of encouragement. The groom to be nodded at him and watched as Elliot and Cooper headed out of the door. Blaine silently began to count to twenty; he could hear the music from the courtyard. After much thought, Blaine's bandmates from Nightbird had been chosen to play the music for the ceremony. Surprisingly, Kurt had approved the idea, and so Blaine was about to walk down the aisle to the sound of The wedding March played on bass, guitar and drums.

A part of Blaine wished could watch everyone in the wedding party walk down the aisles to their respective spots. But since he was one of the stars of the event that obviously wasn't possible. Thankfully the ceremony was being filmed--not by the paparazzi but a hired professional chosen by Nicole--so there would be endless chances to relive their moment in the sun.

Blaine managed to pull himself away from his thoughts so he could step through the door on time. ‘Oh my god, it's happening!' his mind shouted at him, even when he was already fully aware of the fact.

Smiling faces met Blaine as he walked down the makeshift aisle and he did his best to acknowledge everyone. His smile grew when his eyes fell on his parents, whose smiles almost outshone his own. Burt winked at Blaine and mouthed ‘breathe, you got this, kid' as he passed. Carole, who was already crying tears of joy, just placed her hand over her heart to show her feelings.

Blaine finally allowed himself to look off to his left and he quickly located Kurt, who was walking parallel with him on other side of the courtyard. All of those hours of practicing synchronized walks down the aisle had paid off for them. ‘If only our fans could see us now…'

There were a number of thoughts going through Kurt's mind as he walked along: memories of his younger days spent dreaming of marrying his own Disney prince, the countless times Kurt had known Blaine was the one for him, and all the interviews where Kurt had been asked when the big day would be. But most of all, Kurt was so overjoyed that he had found Blaine, and was now about to marry him.

Somehow Blaine looked even more dashing than when Kurt had seen him a moment ago. His hazel brown eyes were sparkling and glued on Kurt as they both reached the corners of their respective walkways and began walking toward each other. Kurt let out a happy chuckle and Blaine cracked seconds after him.

The lapse lasted only second though and the couple calmed again as they reached one another. Kurt's eyes were welled up with tears when he and Blaine took hold of each other's hands. He wanted to whisper something cute but nothing good came to mind.

The wedding officiant began his speech and Kurt was barely able to remain still as he heard the age old words ‘Dearly Beloved' spoken. The officiant's words were short and to the point but no less meaningful. Kurt already felt moved by them and Blaine's tearful state showed his feelings were mutual.

Then finally, his part had come; Blaine had insisted Kurt go first for their vows and it hadn't taken too much persuading for Kurt to agree.

“Blaine, for as long as I can remember, my biggest goal was to become a star on Broadway. I still wanted to fall in love of course, and even made a pact with Rachel that I would get married before I was thirty.” Kurt glanced at Rachel and winked at her. “Legally!” he added in a whimsical voice as he waved his left hand back and forth.

“But any thought of romance never really entered my mind; making a name for myself in showbiz took everything I had. In college I met some guys, I dated some, but for whatever reason, nothing worked out. But I kept telling myself I was fine; I had so much to be thankful for. I think I was in denial about how lonely I felt…” Kurt felt Blaine squeeze his hand, but he had to resist gazing into Blaine's adoring eyes or he would mess up his vows.

“Then at the PCA's I came face to face with this totally handsome and charming guy who was flirting with me and I loved every minute of it. At the time I tried to downplay my feelings for you, since our meeting was so short. But when I saw you again at Elliotts party it just hit me; I didn't want to say goodbye to you… ever again. So I didn't. I fell in love with you almost instantly and never looked back from that point on.”

Every actor knew that long winded acceptances speeches were always a bad idea, but screw it, this was Kurt's day. He'd actually trimmed his vows down quite a bit already and still ended up with a very high word count. No one dared to show any signs that Kurt was taking too long though, especially Blaine, who was hanging on his every word.

“I still feel that way Blaine, as we're about to take this new step together. I can't wait to marry you, and spend the rest of my life with you…”

Kurt wiped a tear from his eye and let out a shuddering sigh. There were a couple of lines left but in the end Kurt decided to veto them. He nudged his head to signal to Blaine that it was his turn.

“As you know better than anyone Kurt, I used to always say I was better at singing my feelings than speaking them. Writing and singing about love has always been a part of my life, but until I met you, I hadn't experienced it--at least not for real. I'm the type of man who wears my heart on my sleeve. Everyone says I'm such a romantic and I guess that must be true… but when it comes to you Kurt, it just feels so natural to tell you how much I love you on a daily basis, to do everything in my power to make you feel better when you're having a low moment, and most of all, to not shy away from showing my affections--either to you or the world.” Blaine stopped as he allowed an indulgent chuckle. “I don't think I could write enough songs in my lifetime to describe how much I love you Kurt, but I am sure going to try.”

‘And I thought Blaine would have a hard time topping his proposal speech,' Kurt thought, smiling happily.

The officiant took over once again and he called forth the rings. Kurt was handed his by Rachel, who didn't say anything and just smiled at him. Blaine took Kurt's ring from Elliott and turned back to face his soulmate. Their shaky hands quickly found each others and slipped the rings on the appropriate fingers. They had chosen simple silver bands and even when Kurt had worn his engagement ring for well over a year, he swore that it felt different somehow.

Blaine quickly held up his hand to admire his ring; he was almost sad to see his engagement ring go (he'd grown quite attached to it) but this new ring felt just as right to him. It was the one he and Kurt had picked out together (without alerting anyone to their upcoming nuptials too), and that made it a symbol of their joining together in matrimony.

“Do you Blaine Devon Anderson, take this man as your lawfully wedded husband?” the officiant asked Blaine.

Blaine barely waited long enough for him the finish before nodded in reply. “I do.”

“And do you Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, take this man as your lawfully wedded husband?” They had decided not to bother with the in sickness and in health parts both for time and since all of that was a given for them. Kurt had also considered omitting his middle name since no one outside of his family knew about it. To his fans, the press and everyone else, Kurt Hummel had no middle name. He wasn't ashamed of having his mother's middle name though, and had eventually decided to keep it in since it was such a small wedding.

“I do,” Kurt replied, smiling.

“Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may now kiss each--”

But Kurt and Blaine had waited for long enough and so they ended up jumping the gun and kissing before the officiant could finish his sentence. The newly married couple practically flew at one another, but they slowed the impact down enough for their lips to softly touch. Blaine's left hand touched the back of Kurt's neck and he felt the cool metal of his new ring against his skin. The room broke out into loud cheers as Kurt and Blaine continued to kiss and it was tempting for them to prolong the caress.

If their eyes had been open the couple would have seen the flashes of the wedding photographers camera going off.

“Oh, that's gonna be the money shot,” Cooper whispered to Elliott, who just laughed silently in agreement.

Both men knew they would never live it down if they were to indulge themselves for any longer, so they eventually pulled apart. The wedding guests gave Kurt and Blaine an enthusiastic standing ovation. The newlyweds took hold of each other's hands and swung them back and forth as they soaked it all in.

“That's our cue, hubby,” Kurt whispered to Blaine.

Blaine snapped into action and led Kurt down the walkway to the right, running together in what felt like their own personal slow motion moment. Time hadn't come to halt though, so it wasn't long before the couple darted out of sight. Their moment alone together wouldn't last very long of course; the reception dinner was in a few hours. But Kurt and Blaine still wanted a few minutes at least to let everything sink in. A conveniently empty sitting room (which had been set aside on purpose for them) was waiting for them just upstairs. As inviting as the couch inside looked, both men were too full of energy to sit still yet.

“I'm having such a rush right now!” Blaine said with excitement; his smile was almost as wide as his eyes.

“Isn't it the best feeling ever?” Kurt asked.

“Oh I think so… but you know what Kurt, as magical as today has been, there's still one moment that holds a close second to this one…”

There was no need for Blaine to clarify what that moment could be, because Kurt already knew.

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February 11th 2015 - LA - Blaine's house

For all the times Kurt had imagined what attending his first Nightbird concert might be like, nothing had come even close to what ended up happening. He certainly wouldn't have thought he would have slept with the lead singer the night before. But that wasn't even the most amazing thing about that wonderful night. Blaine and the rest of the band had outdone themselves of course; they'd thrown their hearts into the entire performance--from start to finish. Kurt had spent the night singing along, cheering until his voice grew hoarse and jumping and dancing to the beat. He didn't even care if anyone had noticed his overzealousness. Kurt had enjoyed himself immensely, and that was all thanks to Blaine.

Even when Kurt had been dying to tell Blaine what he thought about the concert, he still shouted for an encore. The band had come back out and sung not one but three additional songs before taking their leave. As the concert goers began to leave the stage floor, Kurt had gone stir crazy with anticipation.

He and Elliott were allowed backstage and Kurt had tried to act nonchalant during the wait--to no avail. The second Blaine darted into view the two rushed up to one another and the rest of the world was forgotten. Elliott and Blaine's three bandmates left quickly after that, no doubt realizing there was no reason to stick around.

Kurt ended up kissing Blaine before the rockstar could get a word out. That had lead them to making out on the couch in the dressing room. It was pretty clear to the both of them how they wanted to spend the rest of the night. So Blaine had stayed just long enough to sign autographs for his awaiting fans. As soon as he was done with that the two discreetly--or as best as they could manage--jumped into a taxi a short distance from the venue and headed straight for Kurt's hotel room.

The sex they ended up having that night was even more incredible that the first time for them. By the time Kurt and Blaine had finally had enough of each other, they were so worn out they'd fallen asleep from sheer tiredness.

Kurt was the first to awake the following morning, and he opened his eyes to find Blaine's curly head pressed up against his chest. He let out a long but very satisfied sigh as his consciousness stirred into awareness.

‘I may not have seen this coming, but fuck am I ever glad it happened,' he thought.

Now if only Kurt didn't have a flight to catch later that evening, there would be no regrets at all. He still would have slept with Blaine (both times) whether he had to go back to NYC or not, but it did leave things in an odd place. He was sure Blaine hadn't forgotten he was going back; he'd probably just put it out of his mind like Kurt had. The worst thing was how Kurt wasn't even sure when he could come back to LA to see Blaine. Money wasn't an issue; he'd carefully saved his funds ever since his career had taken off. Rehearsals for his sprint in ‘An American in Paris' were starting in two days, and after that he'd be playing shows for months. Months. Just the acknowledgement of that made Kurt want to whine like a child.

Talk about bad timing.

Kurt felt Blaine stir in his arms and he was able to smile again when Blaine opened his sleepy eyes.

“Good morning, Blaine,” Kurt said softly.

“Morning,” Blaine replied, yawning.

Blaine pulled himself up so he could get a more comfortable position and Kurt's arms were back around his waist as soon as he was good and settled. He was keeping rather quiet, but Kurt didn't mind staring into his adoring eyes at all. It felt oddly calming and instantly soothed his frazzled nerves.

“I love you, Kurt,” Blaine whispered all of a sudden.

While the confession had not been expected, Kurt's own reply came back just as naturally. “I love you too.” There was no fear that Kurt had felt obligated to tell him that; he meant it. He loved Blaine. ‘And Blaine loves me…' They could make this work--somehow--and with this new turn of events, Kurt was even more determined to do everything he could. Yes he had the show to be in, and his career still came first, at least for the most part. But none of this stopped a sudden idea from entering in his mind.

“Blaine, is there anything keeping you in LA right now?” Kurt tried not to get his hopes up in case Blaine's answer was yes.

“Not for the next few months, why do you ask?”

Bless Blaine and how adorably clueless he was acting; it made Kurt that more excited to explain his brilliant plan.

“I want you to come back to New York with me today, Blaine.”

Blaine didn't point out that he might not be able to buy a last minute ticket on Kurt's flight, or even if he did, they wouldn't get to sit together. Nor did he list anything else that would challenge Kurt's rash idea. He just smiled at Kurt, leaned into kiss him before he could backtrack and say it was a silly idea, and replied, “Okay.”

Kurt eyes lit up with excitement. That was it? Kurt just needed to ask Blaine to go for him to say yes? Unbelievable! But in the best way imaginable. “Okay then, we're going to New York today, Blaine,” Kurt said happily.

“Yep!” Blaine said in confirmation before sealing the deal with a kiss.

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“That was a pretty great day, Blaine,” Kurt said in agreement. “But today still tops it.”

“Hands down,” Blaine added. “We're gonna have a ton to share when we do our interview with People Magazine, huh?”

Kurt laughed, “I would think so, and the day's not even over yet, Blaine.”

At the reminder, Blaine grinned mischievously at Kurt and offered his arm to his new husband, who took it. He lead them over to the couch but when they sat down Blaine didn't initiate a hot make out session by kissing Kurt. Instead he took both of Kurt's hands and held them.

They leaned back together and Kurt slipped his arm behind Blaine's neck and held onto his shoulder. With their left hands laced together, the couple lay back on the couch and enjoyed their quiet moment. They had no intentions to miss their wedding reception, or any of the romantic honeymoon in France they had planned for after today.

“I wish I had my phone with me,” Blaine said.

Kurt smirked at him. “Are you tempted to see what the internet buzz about us is like?”

“What? No! I can only imagine what our twitter feeds are like right now, since our wedding got leaked. I just wish I could take a photo that's all…” Blaine frowned. “To capture the moment.”

“Then we'll just have to take a ton of photos at our reception dinner,” Kurt suggested. “Maybe we'll give one of those candid photos to People to show just how in love we are with each other…” Kurt allowed himself to give Blaine a quick peck on the lips. They'd been in the pages of various star magazines numerous times before: from their many red carpet events together to interviews where they'd mentioned each other and even a few candid photos when they had been out and about just living their daily lives. It still amused Blaine that they had gained such a large fanbase as soon as people caught wind of their relationship. So it seemed only fitting to giving a little taste of what their wedding had been like.

Blaine rolled his eyes teasingly. “As if they don't already know!”

They knew it would only be a matter of time before someone (Rachael most likely, or Cooper) came looking for them. Blaine got up from the couch and pulled Kurt by the arm to stand beside him.

“We should go get dressed for the reception dinner,” he explained.

Kurt nodded. “Our public awaits us.”

Whatever info People Magazine printed from their interview, Kurt hoped that the readers (and their fans most of all) would enjoy the little window into his and Blaine's private life. There was no telling what was being posted online right now; Kurt had purposely avoided the internet since learning that their wedding had been leaked. But since there was no scandal involved, Kurt got the feeling things would die down by the time they got back from their honeymoon--hopefully.

For now, Kurt was content to bask in the afterglow of finally marrying the love of his life, go enjoy their reception dinner and then to top things off, head back to their hotel room for a night of passionate post marriage sex.

“What's that smirk of yours about, Kurt?” Blaine asked innocently.

“Wouldn't you like to know,” Kurt flirted back, fluttering his eyelashes.

“Have I ever told you how much I love our playful banter, Kurt?”

In true Kurt Hummel fashion, because anything less would never do, Kurt sassily answered, “Hundreds of times, but don't let that stop you.”

Blaine was still chuckling away by the time they made it to their hotel room; just as smitten with Kurt as the day they'd first met.

The End