It took him a few minutes to un-glue his eyes; they seemed determined to stay closed. Eventually they fluttered open and he threw his hand up, shielding his eyes from the light. He took a deep breath, smiling as he looked down and found Kurt in his arms. He loved the feeling of his boyfriend lying in his grasp as he woke up. They didn't get to do it often, especially naked, but he always treasured the moments when they could.

Annie and Edward weren't stupid and it was plain to see that they boys wanted some time alone. They had allowed Kurt and Blaine to stay at the Hummel-Hudson for the night; not before making they had protection and receiving promises from the boys that they wouldn't be doing anything stupid.

It wasn't the first time that Kurt and Blaine had spent the night alone and it wouldn't be the first time they've had sex. Annie and Edward trusted their boys and knew they would be nothing but respectful towards each other, as they always were.

Blaine started pressing soft kisses to Kurt's bare shoulder, unable to resist the temptation of that beautiful porcelain skin. After a small hickey started to form on the junction between Kurt's neck and shoulder, he finally started to wake. He shifted and Blaine pulled back slightly. Kurt rolled on to his back and Blaine propped himself on one elbow and gazed adoringly at his boyfriend. Kurt's eyes fluttered open and he looked around, smiling tiredly at Blaine as he stretched.

Blaine couldn't tear his eyes away as he watched Kurt's muscles bulge and his body go taught.

Blaine hummed and Kurt relaxed, staring into Blaine's eyes. Blaine traced a finger down Kurt's chest and to his hip.

"Morning," Blaine said softly, voice still thick with sleep.

"Morning," Kurt yawned.

"How are you feeling?" Blaine asked, ducking his head to drop a kiss on Kurt's hip bone. Kurt sighed contentedly.

"Happy," Kurt answered honestly and Blaine's smile was beautiful.

"Me too," Blaine grinned and leant over to press his lips to Kurt's.

Kurt kissed back briefly, before letting out a little shriek and pulling away, scrunching his nose with distain. "Morning breath," he winced and Blaine chuckled, shaking his head slightly. Though occasionally inconvenient, Kurt's habits were adorable and made Blaine love him all the more.

"You know I don't care," Blaine said, pressing his lips to Kurt's jaw. "Besides, once we're married you'll have to get used to morning breath."

"I suppose I could do that," Kurt grinned impishly and rolled over so that Blaine was forced to lie on his back. Kurt ran his hand over Blaine's chest, nails gently scraping. He pressed kisses along Blaine's jaw line and Blaine hummed happily.

Kurt pulled away and took a few minutes to just stare at Blaine. His eyes traced over Blaine's body, down his chest and to his hips, the sheet covering the rest of his body. Blaine watched as Kurt looked him over, drinking in the sight.

"I love you," Blaine said softly and Kurt's eyes snapped back to his, full of love and adoration.

"I love you, too Blaine," Kurt vowed, kissing him lightly on the lips, "so much."

Blaine linked their fingers together and brought them up to his lips, kissing Kurt's knuckles gently. "Shower and then breakfast?" Blaine suggested and Kurt grinned wickedly.

Across town Finn was staring at his phone. The screen glared up at him, illuminating the text message with an angry glow.

We need to talk - Quinn

Finn had slept over at Puck's that night and they had stayed up late playing video games, as was the norm at their sleepovers. He had woken up to the sound of his phone beeping and quickly discovered that he had a text from his girlfriend. Frowning, he typed back a reply.

I'll be at yours soon - Finn

Finn hauled himself out of bed and threw on some clothes that might have been his or Puck's, he wasn't sure. His head was whirring with worries about his upcoming conversation with Quinn as he said goodbye to Puck who grumbled at him in response, burying his head back into his pillow.

Finn grabbed some breakfast on his way and managed to shovel it down without crashing the car as he drove to Quinn's place. He was surprised to see that she was already waiting outside for him. He parked the car and jumped out, Quinn already walking out to meet him.

"Hey, is everything OK?" Finn asked, his internal worries etched all over his face.

Quinn looked so serious and it caught Finn off guard. "We need to talk," she said, bluntly.

"Yeah, I gathered that from the message," Finn said. "What's going on?"

"The wedding," Quinn replied, biting her lip. This nervous state was one that looked alien on Quinn; Finn was used to her being strong and independent. He was starting to realise that he didn't really know her at all. What kind of a boyfriend was he? "It made me realize something."

"What?" Finn asked, more confused than ever. She's not gunna suggest we get married, right?

"What are we doing, Finn?" Quinn questioned, refusing to meet his eyes.

"Talking?" Finn said, though it came out like he was asking a question.

Quinn rolled her eyes. "I mean us, together in a relationship. Be honest Finn, we've been drifting apart for a while now, why are we together? What do you like about me? What do you even know about me?"

"I- I don't know," Finn said quietly, shame clouding his voice.

"Look at Kurt and Blaine; they're so in love," said Quinn, "They're already thinking of marriage and they have freaking rings! I was jealous, Finn."

Finn said nothing, not sure how he was meant to respond.

"I think," Quinn said quietly, "that we should break up."

Finn looked up sharply. "You want to?" He asked.

"We barely know each other Finn," Quinn sighed. "We were just using each other for popularity. Glee has destroyed that and having watched Kurt and Blaine I don't want to use you anymore. I don't want to be that person anymore. Maybe, when we deserve each other, we can try again. But for now, I can't see it working."

Finn dropped his head. "I guess you're right."

"Besides, I know you have a crush on Rachel," Quinn said, a hint of distain in her voice. "You were staring at her all night and not me. Do you know how that feels?" Quinn instantly regretted letting the last words slipping out. She hadn't dragged Finn here to yell at him, but she'd never had anything taken away from her before. It hurt more than she'd expected it to.

Finn winced. She was right. "I'm sorry," Finn told her, sincerely.

Quinn flipped her hair and shrugged. "Whatever. I'll see you in Glee, Finn," Quinn said and she turned around and headed inside without a backwards glance. When behind the door, she finally let the tears fall. She'd never regret her decision to break up with Finn, but that didn't mean that it wasn't one of the hardest decisions she'd ever had to make.

Finn stood there for a moment before getting back into his truck. He drove to home, nearly driving to his old home before remembering they had a new house. He parked up outside, jumped out and went in, fumbling with his key to slot it into the lock. His nose was assaulted by the smell of bacon and he could hear singing coming from the kitchen.

He followed the noise and found Kurt cooking while Blaine was dancing to the radio. They looked so at ease with each other. That's what I want, Finn thought. Blaine spotted him first and stopped dancing, beaming up at him.

"Morning Finn," Blaine greeted happily. Kurt looked up at Blaine's words and smiled at Finn, greeting him in turn. Finn looked at the two and felt a pang of jealousy. This is what Quinn had been talking about. They didn't have any of this.

"Morning," Finn grumbled, falling into a seat. Kurt frowned, but didn't question him and went back to the bacon. He poured it out of the frying pan, dividing it up on to three plates and placing one in front of Finn.

"How was Puck's?" Kurt asked, sitting down with Blaine, across the table from Finn.

"Yeah good," Finn mumbled, stuffing bacon into his mouth, completely disregarding the fact that he'd already had breakfast.

"What happened?" Kurt sighed. "Why are you grumpy?"

"Quinn and I broke up this morning," Finn mumbled between mouthfuls.

Kurt and Blaine shared a look, wincing. They both thanked their lucky stars that they'd never – nor would ever have to – deal with a break up. "I'm sorry," Kurt said, reaching across the table to pat Finn on the shoulder sympathetically.

Finn shrugged, giving Kurt a small smile. "It's been coming for a long time now."

"Can we do anything?" Blaine asked. "Cheer you up at all?"

"Nah dude," Finn said. "It's cool." Finn wasn't going to tell them that Quinn had used them as a break up tool; they didn't need to know. He and Quinn weren't meant to be together and that was the end of it.

Besides, his thoughts had been on Rachel lately. She did look amazing at the wedding, he hair done up all pretty and her dress was stunning. Sure, Rachel was a little crazy, but there was a drive in her that Finn didn't see in Quinn. Rachel was passionate, loving, enthusiastic and fiery. Finn instantly wanted more and despite his reputation, he wanted to get to know her in a way that he never did with Quinn.

"If you need anything," Kurt said, "just ask."

Finn nodded but saw that both Blaine and Kurt looked way too happy. He couldn't bring himself to ruin their good mood.

"Did you enjoy the wedding?" Blaine asked, scooping some bacon on to his fork, though he managed to eat it with more grace than Finn.

"Yeah, it was fun," Finn grinned, shovelling food into his mouth, earning himself a disgusted look from Kurt.

"I saw Mercedes and Sam looking pretty cosy on the dance floor," Kurt noted, eyes alight with excitement as he nudged Blaine.

"Playing match maker again are we?" Blaine asked, amused.

"No," Kurt said, but his words bore stark contrast to his grin, which was growing steadily, "I was just noticing how cute they looked together."

"Kurt was the reason Nick and Jeff got together," Blaine explained to Finn, who nodded, smiling. He could easily imagine Kurt doing that.

"It was not," Kurt protested. "They liked each other!"

"You just gave them a gigantic push to get together," Blaine grinned.

"It was more of a little tap in the right direction," Kurt assured Finn who snorted with laughter.

Now that Kurt had mentioned it, Finn had started to realize that Sam and Mercedes seemed closer. They had been ever since they had met Kurt and Blaine. They always sat next to each other in glee club and went out to coffee with Mike and Tina. Finn hadn't really thought much about it but he guessed that he had been so wrapped up in his own stuff that he hadn't bothered to look at anyone else in the room.

The boys finished their breakfast and Finn helped them with the clearing up, much to Kurt's surprise. Burt and Carol arrived home just before lunch, both looking tired but happy. The boys greeted them with huge smiles, hugging each of them in turn.

"Did you enjoy the wedding?" Kurt asked, excitedly. He'd been dying to ask them ever since the ceremony had started, but had managed to hold his tongue. Now, he couldn't help himself.

"Kurt, you did an amazing job," Carol gushed, squeezing her stepson's hands. "It was so beautiful. We couldn't have asked for anything more." Kurt blushed at the praise but smiled happily.

"Now," Burt said, rubbing his hands together. "Where are these wedding presents?"

Blaine and Finn laughed while Carol and Kurt rolled their eyes. "They're in the living room," Finn told him, and the three of them headed into the living room, Carol and Kurt staying behind.

"They're like children," Carol said fondly. After a few silent seconds, Kurt surprised her with a quick hug. He wasn't overly affectionate with anyone other than Blaine and his family and Carol was happy that she was now considered family in Kurt's eyes.

"Congratulations, Carol," Kurt said. "I'm really happy for you and Dad."

"Thank you, Kurt," Carol said sincerely and kissed his cheek. "It means a lot." And it did. Carol had a sneaking suspicion that Kurt's approval wasn't something that could be won easily and she was extremely complimented that she had done so.

"We should join them," Kurt said with a fond roll of his eyes, "otherwise they'll open all the presents without us."

Carol laughed and linked arms with Kurt. The two of them headed into the living room to find all three boys eagerly waiting for them so they could start opening presents.

Finn let his mind wander away from Quinn as they opened presents but he was brought crashing back to reality when he looked at Facebook and saw that Quinn had changed her relationship status to single. With a sigh, Finn did the same and put his phone away. He didn't want to see it anymore.

Near the end of the day, Blaine decided to head home. As he left, he gave Kurt a lingering kiss, sweeping his thumb across his boyfriend's cheek. He smiled at Kurt and left, Kurt sighing a little as the door closed.

Kurt strolled upstairs and was heading to his room when he caught a glimpse of Finn in his room, predictably playing video games. It looked violent, judging by the blood that was appearing on the screen, indicating that it wasn't the kind of game that Kurt liked.

"Are you sure you're OK, Finn?" Kurt asked, stopping just inside the door.

Finn sighed, setting the controller aside as he paused the game. "Yeah. This has been a long time coming. I didn't really like Quinn romantically anymore and I kind of have feelings for someone else." He admitted, smiling sheepishly.

Kurt's eyebrows shot up and his mouth opened a little in shock. "Who?" He asked, trying to not to sound too surprised.

"Rachel," Finn said quietly.

"Rachel Berry?" Kurt gasped and then winced at how he sounded.

"Yeah. She's not as bad as she seems," Finn said, seeing straight through his tone of voice. "I mean, she's driven but she's pretty cool."

Kurt wasn't very friendly with Rachel. He found it annoying that she thought so highly of herself and she was much more of a diva than Kurt or Mercedes. He was friendly to her; he just didn't want to spend time alone with the girl.

"Well," Kurt said, trying not to hurt Finn's feelings, "I suppose that if you didn't like Quinn then it was for the best for you to break up."

"Yeah, it was," Finn said, scratching the back of his head. He wasn't used to speaking about his feelings very much, but it was a nice change. Kurt was a nice change.

"I wouldn't ask Rachel out just yet though," Kurt advised. "If you like her then you don't want to use her as a rebound. Make sure you actually like her. Let yourself be single for a bit. You know, to get over Quinn and move on properly."

"Thanks Kurt," Finn said, smiling gratefully. "You're really good at this."

"I'm only going from what I can extract from angry, post-break-up conversations I've had with my Aunt Mildred" Kurt shrugged. "She's been through a few break ups."

"Wait, so Blaine's your first boyfriend?" Finn asked, eyes wide with surprise.

"Ohio isn't exactly open to gays, Finn," Kurt chuckled softly, "and to answer your question, yes, Blaine is my first and only boyfriend."

"What about other guys?" Finn asked.

"What about them?" Kurt questioned, eyes narrowing slightly. Finn was suddenly less sure about asking his next question, but he wanted to know.

"Don't you want to experience life with other guys?" Finn asked him.

"I have guy friends," Kurt said, leaning against the doorframe, deep in thought, "but I don't want anyone but Blaine. I love him and he loves me. We want to be together forever. I know how it sounds, seeing as we're a high school couple and they never last but I honestly believe we can. Truthfully, I don't give my heart up easily. After years of bullying, I find it so hard to trust people but I trust Blaine with my life. Our relationship – and dare I say it, I don't want to jinx it – is as perfect as it can be. This is all I want. This is it for me. And I'm perfectly happy with that."

"I always thought Quinn would be the one, until I met Rachel," Finn confessed, twisting his fingers together nervously. Talking about feelings was still an uncrossed boundary for him.

"I know Blaine is the one for me," Kurt said with a soft smile. "Of course there have been guys at Dalton who are perfectly cute and have flirted with Blaine and I but nothing more than that. They respect our relationship and wouldn't do anything to hurt that. Everyone knows we're serious."

"You're lucky, dude," Finn told him, truthfully.

"I know," Kurt replied, "but don't call me dude or I'll rip your head off."

Kurt smiled at Finn innocently and left his room. Finn chuckled slightly before turning back to his video game. As he played, his thoughts strayed back to what Kurt had said.

Kurt really was lucky to have Blaine.