Blaine caught Kurt's eye and mouthed, "You look beautiful."

The latter blushed ferociously and tried to convey with his eyes that he returned the sentiment.

Once everyone was seated again, the officiator came forward and smiled. "Welcome everyone. We have gathered here today to join Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel in holy matrimony," the woman announced. "The pair has opted to write their own vowels. Blaine, would you like to start?"

Blaine nodded eagerly and everyone laughed at his enthusiasm, Kurt letting out a breathless giggle. "Kurt, you are, with a doubt, the most amazing man I ever had the pleasure of meeting and I am so happy that I get to spend the rest of my life with you," Blaine said with such sincerity that tears welled in Kurt's eyes. "You have been my best friend since I can remember and you will always be. I'm crazy about you, Kurt. It blows my mind every day how someone like you loves someone like me, but I will hold onto you until the Earth stops turning. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Kurt, trying to make you as happy as you make me. I love you."

There was a couple of sniffs in the audience and Kurt lower lip trembled. "Kurt," the officiator said, smiling and turning to Kurt. "Would you like to say your vows now?"

Kurt nodded and squeezed Blaine's hands tightly. "I love you so much Blaine. You make me so happy and you've always been there for me. I know you'll continue to do so and I will always be there for you." Blaine beamed, tears shining in his eyes. "People say that it's meant to be difficult for us, for people like us, but I disagree. I think that everything about our relationship disproves that. It hasn't been easy; not by any means, but what we have is love. And no one can ever take that away from us and I can't wait to spend every day of the rest of my life proving, with you by my side, that they can't touch us or what we have. I love you, Blaine, and that will never change – ever. You're my best friend, Blaine, and my everything. I love you."

Blaine smile was blinding and Kurt's own was a perfect reflection.

"Do you have the rings?" The officiator asked. Blaine turned to Wes who saluted and dropped the ring into Blaine's palm. Kurt turned to Nick who winked and placed the ring in Kurt's hand. Both boys turned back to each other with bright grins and breathless laughter. "Blaine, repeat after me," she instructed.

Blaine repeated the obligatory words first and Kurt returned the gesture, smiling brightly as they slid the rings onto each other's fingers.

"By the power invested in me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you husbands."

Blaine didn't even wait for the officiator to tell him to kiss Kurt. He wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist, dragged him forward and kissed him deeply. Kurt gripped his arms tightly and melted into the kiss. Cheers and whistles erupted around them and they grinned into the kiss, feeling the heat of camera flashes on their face and knowing that this moment would be one that they would look back on fondly for the rest of their lives.

Blaine pulled back, Kurt melted into the embrace and they smiled brightly at each other. "I love you," Blaine murmured over the cheers.

"I love you too," Kurt beamed and leant down to kiss him again.

Kurt and Blaine were laughing loudly; talking to the Warblers, who were offering them their congratulations and showing them pictures of their kiss that had been taken. Kurt and Blaine willingly posed for photos with them after much nagging by their peers. Nick and Kurt got a wonderful picture together and one with Jeff as well.

New Directions watched as the boys happily spoke to everyone, never once unlinking their hands. Quinn watched with unguarded jealousy; Kurt was no older than her and he already had everything she had wanted since she had been in the womb. Quinn sighed angrily as Rachel flirted with Finn, the two of them sitting close and whispering in each other's ears.

There was the chime of knifes clinking against glasses and everyone turned to see Wes and Nick standing at the front of the reception hall, glasses raised.

"Speech!" Uncle Andy shouted and laughter echoed around the room. Kurt and Blaine grinned and went to their seats, sitting down and tangling their legs together under the table.

"Alright everyone, settle down," Wes said in to the microphone and there was some laughter but the guests fell quiet. "Today is such a special day and we are so proud to be here to help celebrate the new union of Kurt and Blaine Anderson-Hummel."

Everyone cheered and Kurt and Blaine shared a smile, leaning in for a sweet kiss.

"Alright love birds," Nick teased. "Let us get through our speech without vomiting at your cuteness." The pair laughed and pulled away, making a show of giving Nick their undivided attention, though both kept sneaking glances at the other, blushing and looking down whenever the other looked up and caught their eye. "Thank you. Now, we first met Kurt and Blaine when they came to Dalton."

"Looking like two little lost boys," Wes interjected, "that David and I immediately took under our wing. Naturally, we took you to the Warblers and everyone fell in love with you instantly."

"And damn you for being the cutest couple at Dalton," Nick said and everyone laughed. "Seriously though, we're so lucky that you came to Dalton because we gained two incomparable, life-long friends."

Blaine and Kurt smiled warmly at them, though they were both fighting tears.

"We all knew you would get married because, let's face it, you'd be lost without each other," Wes continued and Blaine and Kurt both nodded their agreement. "We wish you both a life time of happiness. We know you'll have it."

"To Kurt and Blaine Anderson-Hummel. Congratulations," Nick cried, raising his glass. Everyone echoed their congratulations and took a sip from their drinks.

Nick and Wes came across the room to Kurt and Blaine and they hugged tightly.

"Thank you," Kurt told them sincerely.

Nick kissed his cheek fondly, earning a playful growl from Blaine. Finn stood up and took the microphone from Wes, clearing his throat.

"Uh – Kurt, Blaine, I know we didn't get off to the greatest start but nobody has showed me how to be a man more than you two," Finn stated, eyes scanning around the room as he tried to address everyone. "You showed me that I shouldn't care what people think, that love is love no matter what." Carol watched her son with pride, tears in her eyes. Kurt gave Finn a fond smile. "I look up to you, bro, and I'm really happy for both you and Blaine. I only hope that one day I can be as happy as you guys. Thank you."

Everyone cheered and Kurt enveloped Finn a tight hug. "Thank you, Finn," Kurt murmured in his ear, "but try not to call me bro again."

Finn chuckled and pulled back. "I'll try."

Finn was surprised when Blaine hugged him too but returned the gesture appreciatively. Blaine pulled away with a grin and Finn went back to his seat, Rachel immediately attaching herself to him.

"That was beautiful Finn," Rachel mused, looking impressed. "Did you – er – have anyone in mind while you said about finding someone?"

Finn looked at her like she was crazy. "I was talking about Kurt and Blaine. Weren't you listening?" Rachel pulled back, looking hurt at Finn's obliviousness.

"Well done Frankenteen," Santana smirked.

"Er – thanks," Finn replied, shifting in his seat.

Blaine and Kurt both stood, Blaine holding the microphone, having grabbed it off Finn. "Thank you so much for coming out and helping us celebrate," Blaine said, looking around at their guests.

"We know some of you had a long way to travel so we really appreciate you being here," Kurt told everyone, leaning into Blaine, who automatically wound an arm around his fianc� – no, husband's – waist.

"Kurt and I would like you to come join us on the dance floor and have some fun," Blaine grinned and everyone clapped.

Blaine placed the microphone on the table, taking Kurt's hand and tugging him onto the dance floor. The band started and Kurt's breath hitched when he heard the opening strains of music. It was song that he and Blaine had sung to each other so many times with low spirits, but it was the perfect song for them on the happiest day of their lives.

Made a wrong turn once or twice,

Dug my way out, blood and fire,

Bad decisions, that's alright,

Welcome to my silly life.

Blaine started twirling Kurt around as they reached the dance floor, bright grins plastered across their faces.

Pretty, pretty please,

Don't you ever ever feel,

Like you're less than,

Less than perfect.

Pretty, pretty please,

If you ever ever feel,

Like you're nothing,

You are perfect to me.

They were unashamedly singing to each other as they danced, enclosed in the moment, both unwilling to ever drop down from their high. This was them, today was their day and they were together. There was nothing that could ever top this and they were going to savour every minute.

Others came to join them on the floor and Blaine smiled as he saw Nick and Jeff dancing together.
Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt tighter, who sighed happily.

"I love you," Kurt breathed and Blaine grinned.

"I love you, too," Blaine pulled him down into a kiss, smiling against his husband's lips.

Kurt hummed happily and they continued to sway together, Kurt deepening the kiss. Blaine pulled away and Kurt took in Blaine's eyes, darkened with lust. "You keep that up and we'll miss our own reception," Blaine growled softly.

"Wanky," Santana smirked as she danced past with Brittany.

Kurt blushed but Blaine just chuckled. "Did I tell you how handsome you look?" Kurt asked, cocking his head to one side. "Because you do."

"So do you, Kurt," Blaine replied, eyeing Kurt up and down with adoring eyes. "You're so gorgeous; I can't keep my eyes off you."

Kurt beamed, really smiling, showing all his teeth. Blaine loved this smile – though, admittedly, he loved them all. Before Blaine could share this sentiment with Kurt, they were cut off by their parents asking for a dance.

They stayed on the dance floor, dancing with their friends and family before eventually returning to each other's arms. "We should do the cake now," Blaine suggested as the final song strummed to a close.

"Sounds good," Kurt agreed, smiling in a way that said that he'd pretty much agree with anything Blaine said right now.

Rounding everyone up, the two of them posed for a photo as they cut the cake. Kurt mischievously spread some of the first piece on Blaine's nose, giggling when his husband went cross eyed to look at it. Blaine chuckled and wiped his nose, licking the cake off of his fingers.

"Don't even think about it," Kurt warned as Blaine eyed his piece of cake, silently plotting. "It's not good for my skin."

Blaine pouted but ate his cake with a sparkle in his eyes. The reception lasted well into the evening before most of the guests started to disperse. Burt and Edward had sprung a hotel honeymoon suite for the night so that they could have at least one night of uninterrupted bliss.

The Warblers cat-called and whistled as the two of them got ready to go. They laughed, both of them blushing and bade goodbye to everyone. They jumped in the limo that was taking them to a hotel – one that none of their friends or family were staying at.

As they pulled into the traffic of New York and the screen between the driver and passengers was up, Blaine attached his lips to Kurt, pulling him close so that he was straddling his lap. Kurt squeaked before melting into the kiss, hands sliding across Blaine's neck and cupping his cheek.

"Finally I can call you my husband," Blaine grinned, pulling back momentarily to gaze at his husband, smoothing Kurt's hair with one hand, surprised when he didn't push his hand away.

"Yes you can, my darling husband," Kurt grinned and put his lips back to Blaine's.

"I love you so much Kurt," Blaine vowed, gazing up at Kurt adoringly.

"I love you, too, Blaine," Kurt echoed, leaning his forehead against Blaine's, gently grazing his fingertips over his husband's cheekbones.

Kurt slid out of Blaine's lap when they pulled up to the hotel and, hand-in-hand, they left the car. They hurried to the front desk to check in.

"Everything has already been paid for," the woman smiled at them. "Congratulations and enjoy your stay."

"Thank you," Blaine grinned and took Kurt's hand, following the bellboy who had their bags.

The boy led them to their room and placed their bags in the room for them. "Enjoy," he said with a smile, which grew wider as Kurt tipped him generously. When they were alone they gazed around the room in awe. Rose petals covered the bed and Kurt giggled at the clich�.

"Come here," Blaine instructed softly and Kurt immediately fell into Blaine's arms.

They smiled at each other adoringly before attaching their lips.

Slowly and carefully they started removing each other's clothes, moving to bed. They took their times to explore and gaze, seeing everything in a new light; rediscovering each other as husbands. Everything felt new and exciting and different and neither ever wanted to forget this feeling. This was perfection.