"Kurt? Kurt – wake up, babe. We have to get to school."

*"I do."

"Kurt! C'mon!"

*"And do you, Blaine Anderson, take Kurt Hummel to be your lawful wedded husband?"

"KURT!"

Kurt's eyes shot open and he was unsurprised to see Blaine hovering above him, already dressed for school. Kurt pouted, petulantly, crossing his arms across his bare chest.

"Sorry," Blaine apologised, quickly, "I was trying to wake you up."

"You didn't let us get married," Kurt berated, reproachfully, sitting up in bed and turning his back on Blaine. His resolve didn't last very long however; he promptly felt his body turn to goo when Blaine started pressing kisses to his shoulder blade.

"Didn't I?" Blaine whispered against his skin.

"N-no," Kurt struggled to keep his voice accusing. "You were just about to say I do."

"There'll be plenty of time for that at the actual ceremony, baby," Blaine reminded him, tugging his boyfriend round to face him. He pressed Kurt back onto the mattress, hovering over him. He simply stared at Kurt for a few moments before leaning down to connect their lips.

Kurt responded eagerly, reaching round to cup the back of Blaine's neck and pull him closer. Blaine moaned against Kurt's mouth, pressing their bodies flush together. After a few moments, Blaine pulled away, choosing instead to press kisses against the side of Kurt's neck. Kurt hummed in response, smiling contentedly.

"Okay, it's official," he decided after a few minutes, "best alarm clock ever." Blaine pulled away from Kurt long enough to grin at him before kissing him once more. "What time is it?" Kurt asked.

"6:30," Blaine told him nonchalantly.

"I can't believe you drove all the way here to wake me up," Kurt murmured, smiling warmly at his fianc�. His romantic gestures never ceased to amaze Kurt.

"It comes second only to waking up beside you," Blaine told him, truthfully. Kurt grinned, kissing another kiss to Blaine's lips before climbing out of bed and dressing in his uniform as quickly as he could. He finished in record-breaking time and turned to Blaine, who had been sprawled across the bed, watching Kurt prepare for the day ahead.

Blaine strode over to Kurt and without a word, picked him up in a bridal hold, carrying him out of the room and down the stairs, Kurt giggling and shrieking all the way. "Blaine!" He yelled. "Put me down!"

Blaine dropped Kurt unceremoniously into a seat around the kitchen table, being deliberately careful not to damage his ribs in anyway. Kurt grinned at him as Blaine flitted around the kitchen, making breakfast.

"I can't stop smiling," Blaine said over his shoulder to Kurt as he dropped two slices of bread into the toaster.

"Me neither," Kurt giggled. "I'm so happy, Blaine; all because of you."

"You make me so happy, Kurt," Blaine grinned, pulling him up from his seat and into another kiss.

"You'll be late for school of you keep that up," Burt berated, coming into the kitchen. The two pulled away, blushing slightly and chuckling.

The two of the grabbed breakfast and were halfway through eating when Finn came lumbering down the stairs, hair ruffled; he still looked half asleep. Tomorrow, Finn would be heading to New York with New Directions to compete at Nationals. It had been put to the back of everyone's mind because of the kidnapping but it was now at the forefront of everyone's thoughts and Finn couldn't stop talking about it.

"Morning," Finn yawned, flopping down at the table.

"Morning," Kurt grinned brightly and Finn stared at him. Kurt was never happy this early in the morning, even when Blaine was there. Usually Finn was oblivious when it came to these things but there was no mistaking the happiness that was radiating off Kurt. He hadn't seen Kurt this happy in a long time. It was nice to see.

"Come on, Kurt," Blaine said, also smiling. "We have to get to school."

"Bye. We'll see you tonight," Kurt flashed one last grin at Finn and the two of them left the room.

"Why are they so happy?" Finn asked, staring after them with a frown.

"No idea," Burt shrugged. "But at least Kurt's smiling again."

Finn shrugged and got himself some breakfast, marvelling in the mystery of Blaine and Kurt's happiness.

Blaine drove them to Dalton, Kurt gazing at him adoringly. His fingers danced lightly over his new ring. "When are we going to tell everyone?" Kurt asked as Blaine drove.

"We could tell them tonight," Blaine suggested, glancing at Kurt quickly before turning his gaze back to the road. He was super-alert whenever driving now, paranoid after Kurt's accident.

"How do you think they'll take it?" Kurt asked, biting his bottom lip and looking nervous.

"Well, you know Mum will be thrilled, as will Dad. Burt will be happy for us, you know that. He's been joking about us getting married for ages," Blaine said, chuckling slightly. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. All of his dreams were coming true.

"But now we're actually engaged," Kurt reminded him, a smile breaking across his face.

"True," Blaine grinned. "But I think he'll be happy for us. As for Carol and Finn? They haven't known us for very long so I expect that it will come as shock. Hopefully a good shock, but a shock all the same. Especially for Finn."

Kurt bit his lip as Blaine pulled into the Dalton car park. He parked and turned to face Kurt, seeing the look of worry on his fianc�'s – fianc�! - face. "Do you think Carol will approve?" Kurt asked after a few seconds.

"I hope so," Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand. They had a few minutes before they had to get to class and Blaine was going to use this as an opportunity to calm his boyfriend. "I think, as long as we are happy, she'll approve. It's not like we're going to get married after school today."

Kurt giggled and shook his head. "I was thinking maybe after we graduate, around Christmas. We could head to New York and get married there," Kurt suggested shyly, looking at Blaine from under his eyelashes.

"That sounds perfect, Kurt," Blaine agreed, smiling.

"I want to hear all of your ideas too," Kurt said, squeezing Blaine's hand. "This is going to be our wedding."

Blaine grinned and pulled Kurt into a kiss. He hummed happily as Kurt kissed him back, cupping his cheek. "As long as you marry me," Blaine breathed, pulling back. "It will be perfect. Just you and me. That's what perfect is."

Kurt smiled beautifully and pulled Blaine back into another kiss. More students started arriving and they pulled away, grinning and looking flushed. They slipped out of the car, Blaine locking it behind him, and they headed into the school, holding hands.

Blaine headed off to his first class while Kurt headed to art. It was a double period and Kurt was going to use this time to catch up on his work; art was the one subject that he was still behind in.

Kurt slipped into the seat next to Nick, pulling out his book and opening it to his latest drawing. The teacher came in and started the lesson, allowing the boys to chat while they worked. Kurt was doing a fashion drawing, designing the clothes, runway and model. He was working on the model when beside him, Nick gasped.

Kurt looked up sharply. "What? Did you make a mistake? Is it permanent?" Kurt demanded, eyes going to Nick's work but he couldn't see anything wrong with it.

"No," Nick gasped and Kurt followed Nick's eyes, noticing that they were staring down at Kurt's hand and the ring, which was sparkling under the light. Kurt flushed and grinned, ducking his head. Nick grabbed his hand, admiring the ring from all different angles, fighting the urge to squeal like a 8 year old girl.

"No way!" Nick gasped quietly so that the others wouldn't hear them. "That's an engagement ring."

"Yes it is," Kurt grinned, unable to wipe the smile off his face.

"Tell me everything!" Nick gushed; eyes alight with excitement.

Kurt obediently told Nick about the date and how Blaine had taken them to a secluded park and proposed. Nicks smile was just as big as Kurt's at the end of the story. "Kurt, that's fantastic," Nick grinned. "I'm so happy for the both of you. You guys deserve this."

"Thank you," Kurt grinned.

"Oh! Can I be best man? Please?" Nick begged and Kurt chuckled.

"Well, I want two. But of course you're one of them," Kurt beamed and Nick punched the air in excitement.

"Boys," the teacher accused, looking over to Kurt and Nick. "I don't see much work going on."

"Sorry," Kurt and Nick replied in unison and looked back to their work, both grinning brightly.

At the end of the double period, the two of them packed their things slowly so that they were the last to leave.

"This is so amazing," Nick gushed, wrapping an arm around Kurt's shoulders. "Have you told your dad yet?"

"No, we're going to do it tonight," Kurt told him.

"Don't be nervous," Nick said. "Your dad loves Blaine; his parents love you. We all saw this coming."

"So we've been told," Kurt chuckled.

They walked through the halls together and quickly met up with Blaine, Wes, David and Jeff. Nick let go of Kurt and launched himself at Blaine, hugging him tightly.

Blaine stumbled with the force but hugged the boy back, looking over his shoulder to see Kurt sniggering.

"Uh – hi, Nick," Blaine greeted him, looking confused. Nick pulled back, grinning brightly, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Uh, something you want to share, babe?' Jeff asked, wrapping an arm around Nick's waist and raising an eyebrow at him.

"I'm just really happy for Kurt and Blaine," Nick told them breathlessly and Blaine's eyes went wide.

"Oh," he breathed, catching on. Nick knew.

"Why?" Wes asked, looking between the three of them. "What happened?"

Blaine looked to Kurt, seeking approval, who nodded with a smile.

"Kurt and I got engaged last night," Blaine grinned.

There was a beat of silence before Wes, David and Jeff cheered loudly, their voices echoing around halls of Dalton. Kurt and Blaine were pulled into a group hug, smothered by the joy of their friends. The bell rang and they reluctantly parted because they needed to get to class.

"We'll discuss this at the Warblers meeting," Wes said as they scurried off to their next class.

By lunch the rest of the Warblers knew and had congratulated the two boys, ecstatic with the news. Majority of the Warblers meeting was spent discussing Kurt and Blaine's engagement; everyone wanting to hear what had happened and who proposed. Kurt didn't miss that a few boys were exchanging dollars, which he could only guess meant that there had been bets placed on who would propose to who and how and when. The thought made him smile.

After Warblers practice, the two boys headed to the Hummel-Hudson home. Blaine texted his parents, telling them to meet the boys there.

He had gotten a message back immediately saying that they would be there as soon as possible. Blaine pulled to a stop and the two jumped out, heading inside. Kurt winced as he accidently knocked his hand on the door on the way in. Blaine gently brought the hand to his lips and kissed it softly.

Kurt scrunched his nose and pulled his hand back. "That's disgusting," Kurt mock-berated him.

Blaine rolled his eyes fondly and followed Kurt into the house, dropping their bags along the way. Finn was home before them for once and Carol didn't have to work until later, having picked up the night shift. They were just waiting on Burt, Annie and Edward.

"Hey, you two," Carol smiled at them warmly as they walked into the kitchen. She was working on a roast dinner. It was Finn's favourite meal and since it was his last night at home before New York, she wanted it to be special.

"Afternoon, Carol," Blaine greeted happily.

"Hi Carol," Kurt beamed at his step mother.

"You two are in a good mood," Carol mused, looking fondly at the boys. "Good day?"

"Yeah, it was," Kurt said, looking at Blaine who winked back. "Do you know when Dad's getting home?"

"Should be soon. Any reason why? Could I help you at all?" Carol asked. She wanted Kurt to be able to trust her with anything and to be able to come and talk to her.

"Oh no, we just have something we want to talk to with everyone," Kurt assured her. "Nothing bad. It's all good, I promise."

"More than good," Blaine interjected, smiling. Kurt nudged him, chuckling slightly.

Carol looked surprised momentarily but she smiled. "I think we could all use some happy news," she replied and went back to make dinner.

Kurt grabbed himself and Blaine something to eat and drink and hurried out of Carol's way. Blaine collected their bags and pulled out their homework which they decided to do while they waited for everyone.

They didn't get much done before Finn came wandering in and sat down at the table with them. "Everything OK, Finn?" Kurt asked, looking up from the paper he had been working on.

"I feel like I'm forgetting something," Finn admitted, "for New York. You know what I'm like when it comes to stuff like this."

Finn missed the flash of pain in Kurt's eyes but it didn't go unnoticed by his boyfriend. Blaine gently ran his foot up Kurt's calf muscle and Kurt shot him a grateful look.

"Have you even packed?" Kurt asked. Kurt was too afraid to go in Finn's room, fearful that he would get trapped in the mess and not be found for days. That would completely mess up his moisturising routine.

"Yeah I've packed," Finn said, a distant look in his eyes. "Dude, that's it! I haven't packed my socks!"

Kurt's jaw dropped and Blaine pressed his hands to his mouth to try and stop his sniggering.

"Finally," Finn sighed with a dopy grin on his face. "It's been bothering all me day. You're amazing. Cheers, bro. How did you know?"

Kurt was saved from commenting when the front door opened, announcing someone's arrival. Burt came into the living room and was quickly followed by Annie and Edward. Greetings were tossed around and Annie and Edward sat down with them while Burt went to get Carol.

When they were all seated at the table Edward spoke up. "Alright, what's going on?" Edward asked, looking at Kurt and Blaine.

"We have some news," Kurt said, unable to keep the smile off his face.

"I asked Kurt to marry me," Blaine told them, gazing at Kurt lovingly, "and he said yes."

Annie squealed loudly, jumping from her seat and hugging her two boys tightly, showering with them with kisses. Burt and Edward laughed loudly at her enthusiasm and Carol eyes were bright with shock and happiness. Finn was staring dumbly at them, not sure if he had heard them correctly.

"Finally," Annie gushed, clapping her hands together. "Oh boys, I'm so happy for you two." Tears welled in her eyes and she fanned herself with her hand.

"Mum," Blaine groaned and Annie turned away so they couldn't see her tears. Edward chuckled and pulled his wife onto his lap. She buried her head in his shoulder, trying hard not to sob uncontrollably.

"Dad?" Kurt questioned, nerves growing with every second that his dad didn't respond.

"I'm happy for you Kurt," Burt told him, "as long as you're happy."

"Very. I'm so happy, Dad," Kurt breathed, eyes alight.

"You have to wait though," Burt instructed, pointing an accusing finger at both his son and Blaine. "After graduation and there will be no secret eloping. I want to be able to walk my son down the aisle."

Kurt burst into tears and got out of his seat to hug Burt tightly. Burt chuckled and hugged Kurt back tightly, kissing his hair. Blaine got up too and hugged Burt and then Carol. She kissed his cheek and smoothed his hair.

"Congratulations," Carol said with a bright smile. Sure, she thought it was a bit too soon and they were so young but Carol had never seen either of them so happy and that's all she wanted for them.

Blaine and Kurt were hugged by Annie and Edward too, who were telling them both how happy they were.

When the commotion finally died down, the adults went to the kitchen to give Finn, Kurt and Blaine some time to talk alone.

"You haven't said anything," Kurt said to Finn, wringing his hands together nervously, wincing at the way his injured hand protested at the contact.

"I'm just shocked – I mean, wow. Like married, married?" Finn asked, looking between the two of them.

"Yeah," Blaine chuckled. "Proper married. Paper work and everything."

"That's awesome," Finn said, a bright smile crossing his face. "Really. I'm happy for you two."

"Thank Finn," Kurt let out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, looking relieved. Blaine's grin was so bright that Finn worried he may need to start wearing sunglasses around the house.

"Dude!" Finn yelped, suddenly. "Underwear! I haven't packed underwear either!"

Kurt shuddered and Blaine burst out laughing. "That's it. After dinner, I'm helping you pack, even if I will have to wade through mess just to get to your suitcase," Kurt sighed, shaking his head.

Finn grinned and Kurt rolled his eyes fondly. It was nice to have a brother, Kurt decided, no matter how goofy his was.

A sudden thought struck him. "Finn?" Kurt asked, suddenly.

Finn turned his head to meet his brother's eyes. "Yeah, bro?"

Kurt shuddered. "Don't call me that. Otherwise I definitely won't ask you to be my best man."

Both Finn and Blaine looked at Kurt, eyes wide with shock. "Kurt, I – are you sure?" Finn asked, looking dumbstruck.

Kurt nodded, smiling confidently, feeling Blaine reach out and take his hand under the table. He knew he was making the right decision. "I want you to be my best man, Finn – well, one of them, I mean, I already asked one of my other friends, but anyway – you've been an amazing brother to me. I know we had our differences to begin with but honestly, you've been incredible. I'm proud to call you my brother and I would love for you to be my best man." Kurt paused. "I mean, if you want."

Finn was grinning from ear to ear. He rushed around to Kurt's side of the table and wrapped him up in tight hug. "Oh my God, bro! I'd love to – thank you, thank you, thank you! I mean, you'll have to write my speech for me and stuff but dude! I would be honoured."

Kurt's eyes were shining with tears and he returned Finn's hug gratefully. "You have no idea how much this means to me, Finn. Thank you."

Finn smiled at him, tears threatening his own eyes too. Suddenly, his head snapped up and he smacked the side of his own head. "Dude, I can't believe I forgot clothes too! Oh my God, what am I gunna wear?"

Kurt dropped his head onto the kitchen table, banging his closed fist against the wooden surface. "Oh my God, Finn! What the hell am I gunna do with you?"