Here it was, the time Kurt had been waiting for. He has helped both of them write their vows, encouraging Finn not to add that line about ‘that amazing night in LA’ and Rachel not to break out into her own rendition of ‘One Hand One Heart ’. Remembering all the fights, the breakups, that time Rachel kissed Puck to get back at Finn for sleeping with Santana and everything in between. He looked at the couple who were just so full of love that their turbulent past didn’t matter, if anything it made them stronger. “Finn, if you would have told me 5 years ago that I would be standing here with you in front of all our friends and family, becoming your wife… I wouldn’t believe you” She began, clearing her throat as she was already getting choked up. “I was always the girl who dreamed dreams that seemed too big for her. You know, people always thought my biggest dream was to run off to New York and be a star on Broadway… And for a long time they would have been right. But when I met you, my dream was to be yours.” The crowd awed at the line, even Kurt was getting a little emotional. “At first it was impossible. You didn't notice my existence. But then something happened... And now we're here. Despite all the downs, it was the ups that made it worthwhile and without everything we've been through, we wouldn't be here today and I wouldn't be marrying the man of my dreams.” Kurt bit his lip chancing a glance at Blaine who was sitting with Burt and Carole, a dreamy smile on his face as he watched Rachel say her vows. “I promise to always be there for you, to be that rock when you need it, to defend you, to be by your side through thick and thin, to tolerate you during football season and try to understand all the basketball terminology and torture you in return when I have auditions, to not interrupt your sleep with my warm ups and teach you everything about all my favorite Broadway shows since we have forever to do so… and to keep you fed.” Everyone laughed lightly, sniffles being heard through the temple. “We have a lifetime of things I want to accomplish with you... forever isn't even long enough” Rachel ended, tears streaming down her cheeks as she folded the paper, looking up at Finn. She killed it. Finn had a lot to follow up with.

Finn cleared his throat nervously, Kurt watching him with wide eyes. He may have helped him with his vows but he was still a little worried for his brother and how this would go. “Um... I wrote mine down on a piece of paper also so I wouldn't mess up... Kurt's idea” Finn supplied with a goofy grin, making everyone laugh. He relaxed a little bit, taking a deep breath, the paper shaking within his hands as he unfolded it. “It’s been 5 years, 5 years since I heard about this Jewish girl in Glee Club. She was pretentious, malicious, na�ve and bitchy” he began, making Kurt smack his forehead. This couldn't possibly be happening right now. “But what they never told me was how beautiful she was, how amazingly talented she was, how driven she was and how she never let anyone get in the way of what she wanted.” Finn went on, ignoring the few chuckles his opening received. “She is half of the reason we are standing here right now. I was an idiot who couldn’t see what was right in front of him the entire time. I was head of the football team, most popular guy in school, dating the head cheerleader. I felt like I had my whole life planned out perfectly. Then she showed up and turned my whole world upside down.” Kurt looked over with a small smile, maybe Finn could do this. “Anyone who knows us knows how hard it was to not only get together but to stay together. You know, so many times in life we go searching for this prefect love, one that is easy and not painful, one that will never have any fights, arguments, disagreements over wanting to watch the Tony’s over an Ohio State football game.” Finn laughed at his own line, blinking back a few tears of his own before continuing. “Well I hate to break it to you, but that love doesn’t exist. You have to find someone who is worth it because I would rather go through the hell of a relationship with her, than not being with her. I know what it’s like not having her and that’s hell in itself.” Kurt felt eyes on him and looked out to see Blaine, a warm smile on his handsome face, making his heart skip a beat. “Letting her go was both the worst and best thing that has ever happened because I had to learn what life was like without her. I don’t think Rachel ever told you guys but she has a star named after her. I used to bug my army pals night after night to help me find her. I felt that as long as I found that star she would be okay and I could go on. She was my guardian angel during those hard weeks.” The crowd awed and laughed as Rachel leaned forward and plucked the handkerchief that Finn had in his tux pocket, wiping under her eyes carefully. “In a way, letting her go was the best thing that ever happened to me because I realized I never, ever want to go through that again. Rachel, at that train station, I made a promise to you that if this was meant to be, it would be. I’m pretty sure that this is fate… We were meant to be together” He said softly, almost as if that line was for only her, reaching out to take her hand.� “There is no one in this entire world I would rather be up here with. I love you and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Blaine stood back with a bottle of beer, watching Kurt dance with his friends from New Directions. “Hey bud, glad you could make it” Burt patted Blaine on his shoulder and stood beside him watching everyone on the dance floor dancing and smiling. “Me too sir, congratulations” Blaine clinked beers with him, smiling widely. “Thanks. Rachel is a great gal. Her and Finn are perfect for each other” Burt said with a content look on his face, watching Blaine. “They are. That was a beautiful ceremony back there” Blaine said truthfully, his eyebrows shooting up as he saw Kurt wave to him from the dance floor, giving him a wave back. Burt watched his son, a chuckle escaping from him as he shook his head. “Haven't seen that in a while” he mumbled, making Blaine look over with a befuddled look. “Seen what sir?” Blaine wondered, taking a sip of his beer. “That smile on Kurt's face. The genuine, with teeth smile” Burt described, chuckling again at how different this Kurt was. Blaine smirked, looking over at his boyfriend's dad, seeing the happiness in his eyes. “I see it every day. It never gets old.” He looked back out to the dance floor, watching Kurt with amusement. “I'm glad that Kurt has you in his life. He needs someone... As much as he doesn't want to admit it” Burt mentioned, taking in how Blaine became slightly tense. He really wasn't one for deep conversations. “I'm glad I let him in my life but I think I need him more than he needs me” Blaine admitted, taking a long swig of his beer. Burt squinted his eyes, a smile spreading across his face. “You need each other... You love him.” He nudged his arm, Blaine looking over, slightly panicked. “I um... I really care about him, yes. He means the world to me.” Burt sighed; this kid was not going to admit it anytime soon, was he? “I'm also glad that you guys welcomed me, thank you” Blaine added, giving Burt an uncomfortable 'please stop talking about this' smile. Burt did just the opposite. “No problem kid... You know, Kurt tells me about your family situation, which is tough. I don't even want to begin to think about what you had to put up with” Burt began, taking a sip of his beer, placing a hand in his pocket. “But you love him... You can fight it all your life but at the end of the day, you were made for each other.” He told Blaine, plain and simple. There was no point in sugar coating this for him. This was the truth. “The question now is: where do you see yourself five years from now?” Burt wondered, looking at Blaine expectantly, letting him think about it.

“In five years from now...” Blaine said softly, taking a sip of beer as he trailed off in thought. Really digging deep and imagining it. “Do you see Kurt in your life?” Burt asked, watching as Blaine stood there, his mind working on the question, letting it sink in. “I see me being ranked as a sergeant at the fire department. A nice apartment in the city, maybe a dog, and... Kurt, greeting me when I get home from a hard day at work…” Blaine rattled off, almost as if he's always been thinking that. “Maybe with a ring on his finger and our kid” he added, a shy smile on his face as he thought about it, chills running down his spine. “You know what's funny?” Blaine looked over, a sparkle in his eye at the new chamber of thoughts Burt had opened up. “What's that sir?” Burt chuckles, placing a firm hand on Blaine's shoulder. “Carole and I see the same thing.” Blaine pulled his eyebrows together in disbelief, looking down at the ground with a shy smile. “You two really have that much faith in us?” He was genuinely curious, because he could have sworn that if he brought up marriage to Burt he would have been a dead man. “I have faith that Kurt wouldn't bring you to his step-brothers wedding, let alone home to his family if he didn't think you two were serious” Burt told him sternly, trying to get his point across. He wasn't aware that Blaine was just as stubborn as his own son. “But the question is... Does Kurt know where you see you two?” Blaine bit his lip, giving Burt a small shake of his head. “We haven't really talked about it; I don't want to scare him away.” He admitted, playing with the empty beer bottle in his hand. “Blaine, I like you. I like the way you treat Kurt but take it from me, life is too short. You never know what tomorrow is going to bring. You have to tell the people you care about that you love them before it is too late.” Blaine sighed heavily; feeling conflicted about what he should do. “It’s not too soon though? It’s been almost seven months sir, I just feel like love and marriage and all this future talk will just make him nervous. I wasn't ready for that before Kurt was my boyfriend. I don't know if he's ready.” Burt shook his head, waving off everything Blaine had just said. He knows his son. “Listen kid, Kurt loves you and as much as you don't want to admit it, you love him. Kurt has been ready for a while.” Blaine's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Kurt was ready for all this? He hadn't even noticed. “Blaine, just promise me you will attempt to talk to him about it because I'm getting old and I want to see Kurt's dream wedding actually become a reality.” Burt gave Blaine a warm smile, patting his back as encouragement.

Blaine nodded gently, looking to Burt when he noticed Kurt leave the dance floor to sit down. “I promise sir” He said confidently, a wide smile spreading across his face as he came up with an idea. “Actually how about this... I'll make a date. My birthday, which is a month from now, I'll have a talk with Kurt.” Burt chuckled, placing an arm around Blaine and pulling him close. “Atta boy!” He yelled happily, the two of them laughing. “And sir...?” Blaine gulped, taking a deep breath before speaking. “Yeah son?” Burt looked over, seeing how nervous his son’s boyfriend looked. “Between you and me... I'm in love with your son.” He told him quietly, so no passerby would hear. Burt chuckled, shaking his head. “Took you long enough!” Blaine laughed nodding in agreement, feeling as though a weight was lifted off his shoulders. “How does it feel saying that?” Burt asked, seeing how lit up Blaine's face looked. “Exciting” Blaine smirked, more excited for his birthday now than ever before. “Come ‘ere kid!” Burt opened his arms and took Blaine into a big bear hug, patting his back in that fatherly way. Blaine smiled and wrapped his arms around Burt, feeling a lot like family already. “Alright, I'm gonna go. There's a piece of wedding cake over there with my name on it!” Burt said, nudging Blaine's side with his elbow. “Okay sir, go get that cake before Kurt sees you. I'll distract him.” Blaine gave Burt a wink as he turned.

Kurt took a seat at a table, laughing as he watched everyone else dance, drunk off their asses. “Hey there beautiful” Blaine mumbled, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he took a seat next to his boyfriend, giving him a warm smile. “Hi handsome... What were you and my dad talking about?” Kurt wondered, leaning over to rest his head on Blaine's shoulder, worn out from all the dancing. Blaine shrugged gently. “Not much. Just how we're doing and not to worry too much about the family stuff.” He said nonchalantly, kissing the top of Kurt's head. “Alright, alright! Once again we say Mazel Tov to the lovely couple Rachel and Finn Hudson!” The D.J yelled happily, fading out the dance music. “Can I now have all the couples out on the dance floor... I'm gonna slow things down a bit.” He added, playing 'I'll Be' by Edwin McCain. “Ugh... Really Rachel? This is so original.” Kurt groaned, looking up at Blaine with a playful eye roll, making him chuckle. “Oh come on, you know you secretly love this song.” Blaine nudged his elbow into Kurt's side gently, giving him a cheesy grin. “Yeah, when I was a twelve year old hopeless romantic who believed in fairy tales” Kurt deadpanned, sitting up to watch everyone dance. Blaine laughed, shaking his head as he turned to face his boyfriend. “But Kurt, if you don't believe in fairy tales, I can't be your prince charming and I won't be able to do this.” He stood, extending his hand out to Kurt. “My fair gentleman, may I have this dance?” Blaine asked, bowing down, trying not to burst out laughing as he heard Kurt giggle. “Come on... You know you want to.” He sang playfully, wiggling his fingers. “Fine, fine” Kurt stood up, fixing his shirt and clearing his throat. “Thou shall escort me to the dance floor.” He said with a smirk, placing his hand in Blaine's.

They were close together, Kurt with his arms around Blaine's neck while Blaine held on to Kurt's waist, the two of them swaying. “Rachel really went all out for her wedding d�cor” Blaine said quietly near Kurt's ear, their cheeks resting against one another. “I agree. Like I understand that it was a Christmas theme but I feel like I'm in Santa's Enchanted Forest rather than a wedding.” Kurt rattled off, making Blaine smile fondly. “Oh come on Kurt, it's not that bad.” Blaine pushed, holding Kurt tighter. “Like you could do better” He added jokingly, making Kurt gasp in mock hurt and shock. “I could to do better than this!” Kurt argued, his arms around Blaine's neck loosening. Blaine nodded in a sarcastic way, egging his boyfriend on. “Then ravish me. What huge plans does Kurt Hummel have for our wedding?” He asked, raising his eyebrows in curiosity. Kurt raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “Our wedding, huh?” Blaine nodded in confirmation. “Okay so at our wedding... The colors will be black, white and silver because we're classy.” Kurt began, getting giddy over the subject. “Of course darling” Blaine answered, giving his boyfriend a wide smile. “Right, and then our cake won't be too big but not too small. I also don't want a lot of people, mainly immediate family and friends.” Kurt said excitedly, now in the mood to plan his wedding. “What song would you like us to dance to for our first dance as husbands?” Blaine wondered, watching how Kurt's face went from excited to deep in thought.

After a minute of silence Kurt shrugged gently. “I don't know…” He trailed off, biting his lip as he went through a song list in his head, nothing jumping out at him. “Any suggestions? This is a team effort... It is our wedding.” Kurt teased, scrunching his nose cutely at his boyfriend. “You'll laugh at me, it’s stupid.” Blaine said looking down shyly, secretly hoping maybe Kurt will love it. “No I won't... Just say it.” Kurt encouraged, playing with the hair on the back of Blaine's neck to relax him. “Alright, you know that band Boyce Avenue, they were popular when we were teenagers?” Kurt nodded softly, his eyebrows pulling together in thought, wondering what song Blaine could be talking about. “I've always loved their cover of 'Teenage Dream' and I think it would be perfect for us.” Blaine suggested with a shy smile, narrowing his eyes slightly as Kurt held back a laugh. “See!” He yelled, laughing lightly at how adorable Kurt was. “No, it’s not a bad laugh, babe I swear, I love the idea! That's really cute actually.” Kurt assured, pressing a kiss to Blaine's nose. “Are you positive? You don't have to agree.” Blaine told him gently, prepared to have his song turned down. “Yes. Our wedding song is officially the Boyce Avenue cover of 'Teenage Dream'.” Kurt bit his lip and held up a pinky. “Pinky promise” Blaine chuckled, twining his pinky with Kurt's, leaning forward to kiss him.

Kurt slid his lips from Blaine's smiling widely. “Anything else you would like to add to our amazing wedding plans?” He wondered, watching as Blaine looked up, thinking. “I want to write our own vows.” Kurt nodded in agreement, resting his forehead against Blaine's, comfortable where he was with them swaying together. “What else?” Blaine shrugged, laughing lightly. “Well I don't know, I'm not the one who spent his afternoons watching TLC wedding shows.” He joked, making Kurt giggle. “It’s not only my wedding. It will be yours too. I want it to be special for the both of us, not just me.” Blaine grinned, leaning forward to peck Kurt's lips. “At least you don't have to worry about me being a Groomzilla” Kurt joked, laughing against Blaine's mouth, kissing him again. “Kurt, as long as you are at the altar with me, I could not care less when, where, or how we do it... All I need is you, some friends and good music.” Blaine said softly, seeing the shocked look on Kurt's face, taking it as a good thing. “Okay, we can do that.” Kurt agreed, smiling excitedly. “Just something small, cute, and no hassle... Like you.” Blaine opened his mouth in mock hurt, not being able to stop the smile. “Hey, I'm only like an inch smaller than you.” He fought, seeing Kurt give him a casual shrug, chuckling. “Yeah, but your still smaller” Kurt pointed out, pecking his lips. “And I love it.” He whispered, kissing him again, the two of them laughing. “For the record, what I lack in height... I make up in other places, you know.” Blaine nodded confidently, watching as Kurt rolled his eyes fondly. “I'm sure you do babe... You have pretty long arms.” Kurt slid his hands down Blaine's biceps, giving them a squeeze before placing them back around his neck. “That's not what you said last night...” Blaine trailed off, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, making Kurt snort. “Oh that's right... I said your hair was getting a little long… You could use a haircut babe.” He teased, tangling his fingers in Blaine's curls, tugging gently.

Blaine sighed dreamily, pressing his lips to Kurt's forehead, his laugh fading. “Kurt I... I want to thank you for bringing me here.” He said quietly, his nose brushing against Kurt's as they stood close. “Of course I brought you silly... You’re my boyfriend.” Kurt told him cutely, pecking his lips. “That too... Thank you for letting me be your boyfriend... For coming into my life” Blaine added, smiling widely as him and Kurt had this moment to their selves on the dance floor, being so close. “Well I was the one who asked... So thank you for letting me be your boyfriend... And you're welcome.” Kurt murmured, resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder. “Oh and Kurt?” He glanced up at Blaine with an expectant look. “Yes sweetheart?” He wondered, smiling up at him. Blaine bit his lip, taking a minute to take in his boyfriend's peaceful expression as they danced together. “I can't wait for our wedding.” Kurt nodded softly, closing his eyes as they swayed slowly. “Yeah, me neither.”

“Mr. Blaine Anderson-Hummel.... Mr. Kurt Hummel-Anderson.” Blaine mumbled making Kurt lift his head, a tired smile on his face. “Blaine I... I want to take your name.” Kurt admitted shyly, looking down between them. Blaine opened his mouth slightly but closed it, pursing his lips in a smile. “Really?” He asked in disbelief, it didn't seem real that they were actually talking about this. “Yeah... I... I want everything to be traditional and I just really want to take your last name and be Mr. Kurt Anderson.” Blaine hugged Kurt tightly, lifting him off the ground. “That has such a nice ring to it baby!” He yelled excitedly, setting his boyfriend back down, the two of them swaying and laughing again. It was so comfortable between them. “So we'll be 'The Anderson's” Blaine said, trying out the sound of it. To him it was quite lovely. “You know, if you really want to be traditional we can have a nice house, cheesy door mat with our last name on it, a white picket fence, two kids and a dog.” Blaine joked, resting his forehead against Kurt's, pecking his lips. “Well... How about a cat? I don't want a dog.” Kurt said playfully, giggling at his request. “Aw, Kurt, why not?” Blaine pouted, giving his boyfriend puppy eyes. “Because dogs are hyper and slobber everywhere. Cats are calm.” He supplied calmly, he didn't want a dog and Blaine's cute face was not going to change his mind. “But dogs are a man’s best friend, you can't play with a cat like you can with a dog babe.” Kurt nodded in agreement. “That's the point.” He told Blaine, laughing at the bigger pout he received. In response Kurt looked everywhere but at Blaine, not wanting to get sucked in by his sad face. It was cheating. “Baby... Come on... Kurt. Think about it.” Blaine pushed, making Kurt look at him, giving him yet another pout. Kurt sighed, rolling his eyes at his boyfriend. “Fine… Okay. I'll think about a dog.” Blaine jumped up and down excitedly, pecking Kurt's lips.

“Oh and Kurt, one more thing?” Kurt groaned over dramatically, the two of them chuckling. “What now? I'm letting you have a dog, what more could you want from me?” Blaine laughed loudly, pulling Kurt in close. “The song ended like five minutes ago... The cleaning people are starting to break down the room.” He informed, his lips peppering kisses on Kurt's neck, the two of them giggling. Kurt looked around in disbelief; they were the only two left swaying on the dance floor, all the lights on. Finn and Rachel were standing by the gift table watching them. “Well um... Thank you for the dance kind sir.” Kurt said softly, looking up at Blaine's gorgeous hazel eyes, not ready to distance himself just yet, the two of them still swaying ever so gently. “I don't want it to end.” Blaine whispered, leaning in, his lips brushing against Kurt's. “Well then how about we head home and maybe dance some more in my room...” Kurt suggested, playfully nipping at his boyfriend's lips. “Sounds like a plan Mr. Anderson.” Blaine mumbled, taking Kurt up into his arms swiftly, holding him bridal style. “Then let’s head out of here Mr. Anderson.”