Chapter 50 - The Planning, The Shopping, The Feet

Kurt, Blaine, Rachel, Ellen, Catherine and Carole stood in the middle of the football field. There were two other women with them. "Right here!" Kurt pointed down at the logo in the middle of the field. "I want to have the actual wedding ceremony set up right here."

Blaine was checking out the view. "This is so awesome. Where's Finn?"

Rachel shrugged. "They said they were following us in another car. They'll be here soon."

Blaine pulled out his phone and started texting Finn. He wasn't paying attention but heard Kurt ask him a question to which he answered, "Yeah, Honey. Whatever you think is best." He continued to text.

"Really?"

Blaine tore his gaze away from the phone. "What?"

"I knew you weren't listening. I just asked you if it would be okay to have a marching band play on the field while we get married."

Blaine smiled a hopeful half smile. "I want whatever makes you happy."

"I'm pretty sure a marching band won't make me happy."

Kurt seemed mad, but also playful so Blaine whispered, "I already know how to make you happy, so why don't we stick to wedding planning Baby."

Kurt blushed. "Fine, in all seriousness, I would like to have our actual nuptials here in the middle of the field with a white tarp laid down covering the logo." He turned to the two women that were the planners. "Uh- I think it would be very nice to have the wedding nuptials here in the middle of the field. And, um, the tent can be placed in the direction you feel is best." Kurt stumbled over his words which was odd for him.

"We can set it up however you would like. And which way should we set chairs up?" The planner asked.

Kurt glanced at Blaine hoping he would take over on the speaking. Kurt was nervous to say something rude or wrong. After yesterday, Kurt was acting a little strange, and far more dependent. "What do you think Blaine?"

"Whatever you want sweetheart." Blaine didn't know what was up.

Ellen cut in. "Perhaps we can talk about it first? Can you give us a minute please?"

Catherine and Carole were talking about the space and what they planned to wear. Rachel was on the phone with Finn and Blaine and Kurt were taken aside by Ellen. "Kurt, what do you want it to be? I know that you must have an idea in your head. I know you well enough to know that you've probably had a vision of this for a long time."

Kurt smiled as he thought in his head exactly the way it would look. "I do have a vision."

"Then share it with us. Don't be afraid to be yourself. I would never want you to be anything less than yourself Kurt."

"But, you said..." Ellen cut him off.

"I said that there is a lot to being an Anderson, but I didn't say that you had to change yourself. I just want you to know the power that comes with being part of this family. I wanted you to know that you don't have to change. I wanted you to know how things might change. I want you to understand what power you automatically have and make sure you know how to use it. It can be used for so much good. And that goes for you Blaine. Use what we have built. You don't have to start over. You need to use it to do good. Make something of yourself and represent yourselves proudly. There are no proper ways to say things. You say them in your own way. That's all that Jack and I will ever expect of you, Kurt."

Kurt nodded a bit of understanding and small smiled graced his face. This was so much to take in and it was going to take a bit to understand. He was not going to get it entirely, but he had years to think about what it means. "Oh."

"I don't ever think you would abuse it, but just know that it could happen unknowingly and I don't want you to regret or feel bad about anything that happens when you never planned it. You can hurt a lot of people's feelings and not even know you've done it." Ellen put a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Don't ever change who you are, Kurt. Blaine fell in love with you. You're good enough. Just you being you is good enough."

"Are you sure? I'm just not as polished as you are or Blaine is."

"Who needs polish. You're Kurt Hummel. You will be in school for fashion. You're our family and we'll love you exactly how you are." She hugged Kurt. "Okay?"

"Yes. Are you sure? I can get over the top sometimes."

"I like over the top. Proper is boring." Ellen giggled then waved for the two planners to come back over.

"I would like a large white tent right here. Can you let me know what size tents you can set up?"

"Certainly sir."

"I would like the chairs to face this direction and I would like to see the silver backed chairs. I will have fabric ordered to weave through the chairs, but I guess right now we are just picking the chairs, tents and overall set up. I want to set up so that we can marry at sunset. If we can get a tarp to cover one side, I would like to have the guests with their backs to the west. That way they won't be blinded by the sunlight." Kurt smiled at Blaine and felt the approval from his future husband. Things were going okay for now. Kurt had gained more confidence back.

"Sir, how many guests will you be expecting, or should we get that number from Mr. Anderson?"

"Can you please call me Kurt? I keep looking for my dad when you call me that." Kurt smiled at the woman.

"Sure Kurt. I'm Jill and this is my assistant Dana. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It's part of the work."

"Of course. But I think I'm going to be talking to you a lot. We might as well be friends." Ellen beamed at how Kurt settled in to being himself.

Kurt went on listing everything they would need for the ceremony and the two women compiled the list as he requested. It wasn't so bad, he thought but the worry didn't go away completely.

"Will that be all for the ceremony site?"

"I think so. Blaine?" Kurt took Blaine's hand. "Anything else?"

"Yeah.. I have one more request. I need some space up here to the left of the where the nuptials will take place. I have something special planned." Blaine whispered something to Jill, then turned back to Kurt. "So to the end zone now?"

"Yeah.. what's your big secret."

Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek causing him to blush. "It wouldn't be a secret it I told you, would it?"

"I guess not. It better not be anything embarrassing."

"I wouldn't do that to you on our wedding day."

Jill cut in. "Oh, Kurt. Do we need to contact an officiant for you?"

"No. We have one."

"Can we have his name and phone number to make sure he has the time and place and all the particulars?"

Just as she asked, the rest of the guys walked up. "Are they taking good care of you Kurt?" Jack asked.

"Naturally." Kurt turned back to Jill. "Mr. Anderson is our officiant. I'm pretty sure you already know how to contact him."

"Of course. This will be a very special event Mr. Anderson. What an honor." Jill smiled at the elder Anderson.

"I am very excited and very honored to be marrying my grandson to this find young man. It will be such a privilege." Kurt was impressed with the way Jack spoke. It was always so regal and proud and firm. He hoped he could master that someday. "So, what did we miss?"

"You missed the entire planning of the nuptials Granddad." Blaine gave him an eye.

"I'm sorry. Actually, we're sorry. We stopped to look at some things at the entrance that apparently need repair. I don't think anyone has noticed."

It seemed strange to Blaine, but he let it go. "We're headed toward the end zone for appetizers." Blaine laughed.

"Cool, I'm starving!" Finn looked toward the end zone and saw nothing.

"Finn, we just ate breakfast." Kurt crossed his arms and was a little annoyed that Finn constantly wanted to eat.

"I know, but I'm always hungry."

"Kurt, come on. Let's just go down to the end zone to talk about the set up." Blaine tugged his hand toward the end of the field and planning continued with everyone in tow.

"I have a surprise for everyone." Jack announced. "Lunch!"

The group had been touring planning and making lists. Kurt had lists for everyone and it seemed the lists were getting longer. He had Ellen making calls back to the florist to meet back at the stadium at some point to review the floral requests, especially since there were so many areas to cover. There had to be music set up in multiple places and tables and chairs and the list kept going. Everyone was completely exhausted as if they had worked an entire day. They were all ready to sit and have lunch.

"Where are we eating?" Blaine asked.

"We're going to sit in the owne'rs loge and watch the boys run drills. It's pretty fun." He glanced at Kurt. "Well, it's fun for the football lovers." He winked at Kurt.

"Sounds like fun." Kurt loved a few people there that loved football so he was happy to just see the men he loved happy.

A chef came out and started to carve some turkey breast and roast beef. Another of the chefs had a sauté pan and vegetables while the last one was making a salad. "Jack, you really went all out for us. I don't even know how to begin to repay you."

"Burt. This is nothing. You're going to be family soon. You never have to thank us for this."

"Actually, everything Jack. The wedding and the accommodations, the food. I want to do something for you, though I'm not exactly sure what I can do for you that you don't already have or do for yourself."

"Just keep an eye on my grandson and make sure he and Kurt are happy together."

"That's just another thing I don't think I have to do anything for." Burt was desperate to feel like he contributed. "Is there anything that I should keep an eye on in Congress for you?"

"Just make sure that we are doing the right things. Burt, this is all my thanks to you for raising Kurt to be the person that makes Blaine happy. I don't think I need to tell you how happy he is." He glanced over to find Blaine and Kurt heads leaned in to each other and they were turned facing each other just a little bit. Kurt was feeding Blaine a piece of lettuce from his salad. He nodded toward the couple. "That's all I want for Blaine."

"What Grandad?" Blaine snapped back to the table of people. On occasion, Kurt and Blaine would be in their own world. This was one of those occasions.

"Nothing Blaine. JR, how do you even keep track of my grandson?"

"That's what Kurt's for." JR smiled at Kurt.

Kurt laughed. "Damn Straight." Kurt looked around at the faces after he said that. People seemed confused but then Kurt laughed and everyone laughed with him.

"Thank God I don't get to hear gangster Kurt very often." Blaine kissed Kurt on the temple as they continued lunch while watching the team practice.

Though watching the team practice was cool, nothing could compare to shopping for Kurt. They decided to start the afternoon off at Prudential Center. Kurt hit every store and every store rack that had men's clothing or shoes. Blaine was in literal pain from walking on the hard marble floors at the shopping center. "Kurt, I still want to take you someplace else, but I swear I will be completely crippled if we don't leave here."

"Blaine, how can you be so out of shape. You played football. There's nothing worse for your feet than those stupid cleats that you wear. Just one more store. I promise."

Blaine was already laden with about ten bags of clothes, shoes socks, hats and accessories. Kurt didn't miss any deal that existed. He swore that some of it was for Christmas, but Blaine had to smile at the fact that he knew they were for Kurt or possibly Blaine. Well, no probably for Kurt. "Can I sit out here? You can take my credit card baby."

Kurt pouted for a second and then said, "I promise not to spend more than one hundred dollars and I will be out in thirty minutes. I promise."

"Kurt, I don't care how much you spend at this point. I just want to go home. We've been at it for three hours and I have one place that we have to stop at before going home." Blaine was whining and giving Kurt the puppy dog eyes.

Kurt gave in to the eyes, they always did get him. "Okay. I promise to be quick. When we get home, I'll do something really nice for you. In order for me to do something nice for you, I need to go into the store and buy something, okay?"

"You don't have to do something for me, baby. Just hurry before I'm crippled and you have to carry me everywhere."

Kurt kissed him and disappeared into the store. He knew exactly what he was going to do. It was going to be brilliant and Blaine was going to love it. If he hurried, they could get home by five o'clock and have an hour or two to get ready for dinner. This was one time Kurt was thankful that Blaine's family ate late.

Thirty minutes later and two more bags that Kurt insisted on carrying himself, they were in the car. "Let's just go straight home." Kurt requested.

"But I had plans to take you to another store." Blaine whined and then yawned. "It's someplace you'll love."

"I know sweetie, but we'll be coming here a lot for wedding planning. You can take me there next time. I really, really want to get you home."

"Kurt, I already said you didn't have to do anything."

"This is us Blaine. We give and take. You've been giving me everything all day so now I want to give you something." He winked.

"Babe, I already have your virginity."

Kurt snorted. "Oh my God. I snorted!"

"Yes you did and it was so cute. You're adorable."

"It was totally disgusting. I will never do that again.":

"Except the last time and this time."

Kurt blushed. "It's such an ugly sound."

"And I like it. It means that you are comfortable with me. That's the important thing. We don't have to hide anything from each other." Blaine took Kurt's hand while he drove toward home skipping Burberry's and planning in his head when he would take Kurt there.

They arrived to an empty home. Kurt led Blaine downstairs as they placed all the bags down. "Stay here a minute."

"Kurt, you don't have to do anything."

"I'm going to draw us a bath and I'm going to massage your feet okay?"

Blaine smiled because it did sound nice. "I think that would be nice, but you really don't have to."

"Don't be silly, I have other plans too." Kurt turned leaving Blaine blushing in the bedroom. As Blaine sat down, Kurt returned after turning on the water. "Come here." Blaine obeyed. "I'm going to take your clothes off." Kurt didn't kiss Blaine, just started to take his clothes off. Blaine was dressed so simply today with just a cardigan and shirt, but Kurt took his time unbuttoning one button at a time. He leaned in close and Blaine tried to kiss him, but Kurt backed away. "Not yet." He pulled Blaine tee shirt over his head and got on his knees to begin the belt and pants button. He stopped just long enough to rub his hand on Blaine's cock. "I see you have something form me." It was said so innocently that Blaine couldn't help the light blush that covered his face and neck. "No?"

"Kurt. Don't tease."

"Shh." Kurt continued to unzip and remove Blaine's pants. He stopped at his boxer briefs. He could see the outline of Blaine's half hard cock and instead of removing the briefs, he started to kiss and mouth at his cock through his briefs. Blaine sighed and threw his head back. That was enough. Kurt didn't want to get too far ahead. "I'm going to check the water. I'll be back for you. Don't move."

Kurt disappeared into the bathroom.