Chapter 77-Sing for us

There was a level of satisfaction coming home from Boston with so much accomplished. Kurt knew that wedding invitations would have to wait for another week until Regionals was over. In some ways he wanted to win Regionals to go on to Nationals and leave his high school career with a Nationals win, but on the other hand, he got into the school he wanted and he was getting married. Winning the show choir competition seemed trivial in the whole scheme of things. In fact, winning would just take more time away from everything they were planning. "Wake up Blaine."

"No. Need more sleep." Blaine murmured in his sleep filled voice.

"School and practice. C'mon baby. You can't let everything go now just because we're going to New York together." Kurt nudged him with his shoulder.

"I want to skip school. Too tired." Blaine rolled away from Kurt.

Kurt scooted over and spooned Blaine. "I know. I want to stay home too."

"I knew I could convince you."

"You didn't." Kurt grabbed the covers. It was the first day of March and still cold in Ohio. He pulled the covers off of Blaine. "Now get up."

Blaine screamed and shivered and rolled into a ball. "I can't believe you would try and freeze me to death. My own husband, the love of my life is trying to kill me." Blaine whined.

"Don't be a drama queen. Get up. I'll be in the shower." Kurt hopped out of bed stripping his clothes off. Blaine rolled over just in time to see Kurt bend over and pull his boxers off. "Practice makes perfect Blaine." Kurt smiled at Blaine and then proceeded into the bathroom.

Blaine's cock twitched at the flirtation and the view of Kurt's smooth butt cheeks. Blaine chuckled to himself and stretched groaning. He heard the shower door open and close. Kurt was in the shower. Blaine rolled himself out of bed and stripped off his pajama pants and boxers as he walked into the bathroom not hesitating to enter the shower. Kurt's eyes were closed as he shampooed. "I'm up. Are you happy."

"Yes. We have practice today and every day this week. We couldn't possibly miss school this week. I have a duet to sing with Santana and you have some solos and you need to dance your butt off." He continued to lather his hair until he felt Blaine hand on his cock. He couldn't open his eyes. "Blaine, what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to help you by relieving your stress. You seem so stressed out." Blaine pumped his full length until Kurt was hard in his hand. He kissed Kurt on the cheek. "You need to rinse off and I need to do something else." He dropped to his knees and before Kurt even started to rinse, Blaine had his hands on his ass and his mouth on his cock.

Kurt couldn't even rinse. The feeling of Blaine's lips stretched around his cock. Blaine's tongue pressing ever so perfectly on the underside of his cock. The feel when his cock his the back of Blaine's throat. He threw his head back against the tiles. "Blaine. Oh my God. It feels so good." Instead of rinsing, he shut his eyes tightly and threaded his fingers into Blaine's wet curls. Then Blaine hummed. "Fuck." The vibrations were sending him over the edge. He held on to Blaine's curls for dear life as he felt that familiar pooling in his stomach and his hips jerked forward just a little bit. He came hard and fast down Blaine's throat. He whined at the feeling of Blaine's throat swallowing. Kurt hunched forward almost falling over.

Blaine caught him and held him up. "Hey, you didn't rinse your hair." Blaine chuckled and smiled innocently. He pulled Kurt into the stream of water. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and let Blaine run his fingers through his hair rinsing out the shampoo. Blaine even pulled out the conditioner and started to condition. "Are you okay, babe?"

"Mmmm yeah. I think you got rid of all the stress." Kurt rested his head in the crook of Blaine's neck and whispered, "Thank you."

"I'm here for you. When you need something, you just need to ask." Blaine kissed Kurt's head. "Now, if I don't start getting myself clean, we'll be late for school."

Blaine reached for the shampoo, but Kurt took it out of his hands. "I need to do this." He smiled and poured shampoo into his hands before rubbing it into Blaine's hair. He lathered and rinsed before realizing that Blaine was still hard. Blaine's eyes were closed enjoying the Kurt's fingers massaging his scalp. Kurt's hand wandered to Blaine's hard cock. He heard Blaine take a breath as he felt his hand on his cock. "Does this feel good?" Kurt pumped his cock slowly and gently.

"You know it always does. I love when you touch me." Blaine voice was breathy and soft.

Kurt leaned into Blaine's ear. "I love holding your hard cock. It's so big and hot. I love that I can get you this hard. I love you, Blaine. I love that I was made for you and you for me." Blaine was breathing hard and heavy. His hips started jerking in the rhythm of Kurt's hand pumping. "Let go, Blaine." Kurt growled in his ear.

Blaine let go screaming Kurt's name.

"I need to see the dance one more time. Finn, you and Rachel have to make the turn toward the front sooner or you'll be facing the back when Rachel has to sing her part." Mr. Shue continued his direction. "Kurt and Santana, when you finish you need to exit the stage to change while Blaine and Brittany cross the front of the stage dancing. Blaine, you have the opening line. I expect you to nab the crowd immediately with your charm."

The entire glee club was tired. It was nearing ten o'clock at night and they were getting an earful from Mr. Shue. Kurt leaned over resting his head on Blaine's shoulder with tired eyes. "You were right. We should have played hookie."

"Ahh, but then we wouldn't be enjoying this beating that we're getting." Blaine was sweaty and exhausted.

"I'd rather be home writing our wedding invitations."

"Why are you writing them? It would be so much easier to use the computer."

"But then they wouldn't be personalized." Kurt responded with a huff.

"Kurt, your hand is going to fall off if you address by hand the almost one thousand invitations that you have to do." Blaine was firm and being realistic with the situation.

Kurt thought about what Blaine was saying. "A thousand."

"Yeah. A thousand."

"Okay, so maybe your right. I'll use the computer to do them." Kurt smiled at Blaine kissing his neck.

"I'm sweaty and gross." Blaine shied away from Kurt's lips.

"That's the way I like you."

"Okay. Rest is for the weary. Let's run the whole performance one last time and I'll let you go home." Mr. Shue clapped his hands trying to get everyone excited.

Kurt groaned. "Mr. Shue, I'm going to lose my voice if I have to sing one more time today."

"Come on sweetheart. Last time." Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand pulling him up.

Regionals

"You can do this guys. I have every faith in you to go out there and win. You've always pushed through and performed well." It was pep talk time from Mr. Shue. "No kissing on stage, stick to the planned dancing and singing and you'll do great!" the lights flashed. It was time for them to get on stage.

Kurt leaned over and kissed Blaine. "You'll be great baby." Blaine knew that no other pep talk was needed from him. Kurt just needed to know that Blaine thought he was awesome.

After the Performance

"I cannot believe that your voice cracked Kurt!" Rachel was screaming. "Of all the times. I knew I should have had the duet. Finn and I would have done great. We always have." She sat down and shook her head. "I don't think we'll pull this one off. The first school was pretty good and they did MJ. We should have thought about doing something like that."

"BE Quiet Rachel." Mr. Shue finally said. "It doesn't matter. We gave it our best and whatever the outcome, we'll accept it graciously."

"But Mr. Shue."

"I said enough!" Mr. Shue had lost his patience.

Kurt sat on the couch with his head hung. He had unshed tears in his eyes as he turned to Blaine who had his arms wrapped around his waist offering comfort. "I'm sorry." He whispered to Blaine.

"Shh. You were great."

"My voice cracked on that one note."

"But otherwise perfect." Blaine held his chin. "You're not going to convince me that you weren't great. I love you too much and I'm totally jaded." He grinned widely.

"You are totally biased. I feel like if we don't win, it'll be entirely my fault." Kurt let a tear roll down his face.

"No regrets. We did the best we could today. If we don't win, it's not the end of the world. After all, you're marrying me in a few short months. How could anyone be sad about that?" Blaine knew he was getting through to Kurt.

Kurt laughed and cried at the same time. "Conceited much?" Kurt hugged Blaine back and looking over Blaine's shoulders he saw the sadness in everyone's eyes. "I let everyone down."

"You didn't." Blaine rubbed his back, but he could feel Kurt breaking down. Blaine pulled Kurt away so that he could look him in the eyes. "You didn't."

"You're required to say that, you're my future husband. The eyes on everyone else say that they blame me."

"Look at me Kurt. None of this matters in the end. What matters is me and you. I'm not saying that no one else is important, but my first responsibility is to you." Blaine hugged him tightly.

"Time to go guys." Mr. Shue called out. "Remember, if we don't win, be gracious losers. That's what I expect of you."

"Come on, Kurt. Let's go. Smile." Blaine was ever happy as he lead his boyfriend out onto the stage.

The aftermath of coming in second.

"We are now relegated to stupid weekly lessons." Rachel whined while they sat waiting for Mr. Shue to show up.

Blaine smiled at Kurt and squeezed his hand as they sat together waiting for Mr. Shue with everyone else. Kurt spoke up, "I'm sorry Rachel."

She shook her head. "It's okay Kurt. It wasn't your fault. We're a team and, I guess, we win or lose as a team. No judging."

"I appreciate that Rachel. I know you're still mad, but I appreciate you saying those things."

Rachel crossed the room to Kurt. "I don't want to lose my best friend."

Kurt stared at her and could see the honesty in her eyes. "You couldn't lose me, Honey." Kurt reached out and hugged her tightly.

Mr. Shue finally entered the room. "Okay. Everyone sit down. Today, we start working on song for ..." He turned to the white board and wrote down 'wedding'.

Finn blurted out shocked, "What?" Finn turned to Blaine and Kurt. "Why didn't you tell me you wanted us to sing?"

Kurt and Blaine stood up in front of the room. It was Blaine that finally spoke after standing there with huge grins. "We don't want you to sing the whole night because we want to be celebrating with you, but we want to walk down the aisle to your guys singing."

Kurt cut in. "We want all of you in our wedding party. I envision you all walking down the aisle, but when you get to the front, we want you to sing when you get to the front. I want us to walk down the aisle to your voices. You guys mean so much to me. To us. I can't think of a better way to walk down the aisle." He turned to look at Blaine. They kissed quickly.

When they finally peeled their eye away from each other and back to their friends, Blaine finally asked the quiet bunch. "Well, what do you say? Will you do this for me and Kurt?"

They all stood up and walked toward the two of them. It became one big group hug. Mr. Shue finally chimed in. "I think you guys have your answer."

"I feel like we haven't seen the Warblers in forever!" Kurt was excited as they walked through the parking lot at Dalton.

"We haven't. That's why they were so excited that we were coming."

"It'll be nice to see them, including Ethan." Kurt turned his head to Blaine.

"You couldn't possibly still be jealous about him." Blaine stopped them in their tracks and held Kurt by his shoulders facing him. "Kurt?"

"No. I know you love me and we're getting married. I just don't know how to react to other gay guys that like you. It's easy with the straight ones. It's the gay ones. AND you're so damn charming and just lovely all the time." Kurt didn't falter his gaze.

"Okay. So you know you have nothing to worry about, right?"

"Yeah."

"And besides, the last I checked facebook, he's still with Connor. I hope things are still going well."

"Me too."

Halfway up the stairs they were met with Jeff. "Well, if it isn't my old best buddy, Blaine Anderson and my favorite countertenor." Jeff hugged Kurt first and then Blaine.

"What? I'm second?" Blaine stuck out his lower lip.

"You are always second best to your better half, Mr. Anderson."

"Oh and it's Mr. Anderson, Huh?" Blaine laughed crossing his arms across his chest.

"I was taught to always address my elders with respect." Jeff put himself between Blaine and Kurt and put his arms over both of their shoulders. "Come on. Everyone's dying to see you guys." He leaned over the Blaine. "Especially your gay mentee."

Kurt flashed a concerned look to Blaine. "Why is he so excited?"

Jeff kissed Kurt on top of the head. "No worries Kurt. Blaine only has eyes for you. Always has." Kurt blushed. "He loved you from the moment you two met. No one had a chance. The fucking perfect couple on the face of the earth." Jeff laughed at his own words. "He just missed talking to other gay friends besides his boyfriend, who adores him."

Kurt chuckled. "Does he adore him back?"

"Yeah. Ethan's been worried though. The end of the school year is around the corner and Seth lives close to here while Ethan is still an hour and half away. Thank God Seth is only a junior. If he was graduating this year, I don't know how Ethan will deal with it." Jeff had a look of true concern for his friend.

"That's sad. I'll talk to him." Kurt was concerned that eventually

"Thanks. That'll probably help. Oh, by the way, sorry about your regionals loss."

"That's okay. We have so much going on." Blaine responded as they entered the senior commons. "That's one of the reasons we're here."

Blaine didn't have time to finish because they were immediately surrounded by all of the warblers. They were engulfed in hugs and pats on the back. The new Warblers were introducing themselves to Kurt. Kurt was smiling and being dragged over to a couch to sit on. Eventually Blaine found his spot on the couch next to Kurt. I just happened to be their couch. Blaine touched the seat fabric as Kurt noticed and covered Blaine's hand with his. Their eyes met with a sweet reminiscent smile. Kurt knew what Blaine had just been thinking. They spent so much time sitting together on this very couch. "Our Couch." Blaine whispered.

"I know." Kurt smile was sparkly.

"Okay. None of that guys. At least not now. You guys have a whole lifetime to mess around." Nick walked over to the couch. "I know this couch was the one you guys spent a lot of time together on. It probably has lots of memories."

"It's where I first realized how much I was in love with Kurt." Blaine's eyes twinkled in the light. "Well, anyway, we wanted to come here for two things. We missed you guys and wanted to hang out."

"We missed you guys too. I kind of feel like you abandoned me." Nick pouted.

Blaine stood up and hugged his friend. "I could never abandon you. We just got so busy, but I think we're going to have more time now that we didn't win Regionals."

"We feel your pain. Some school from Columbus kicked our butts." Nick smiled at Blaine who always could be trusted to understand and be positive through anything. "So maybe we can hang out more."

"Definitely. And to ensure that we see you guys more often, we are here to ask you a huge favor."

"Anything for you and Kurt." Jeff joined Nick in the middle of the room. Most of the Warblers found a seat in the room somewhere to listen to what was going on.

Blaine took Kurt's hand and gave it a squeeze. "We want you to perform at our wedding. The New Directions are going to sing as we enter the tent where the ceremony is happening, but I have a more important place that I would like for you to sing. I should say WE have a more important place that we would like for you guys to sing."

Nick and Jeff looked at each other. "We would be proud to be part of your day. Just ask. We could never say no to you guys."

"We want you to sing Teenage Dream in a slow version. We want it to be our first dance as a couple. And.. and we want you to sing a few songs during the cocktail hour." Blaine asked with his sweet Blaine smile.

Jeff and Nick looked at Kurt and Blaine. They both looked so hopeful that they would say yes. "You guys are idiots. Of course we will."

"Awesome." Blaine kissed Kurt. "You will probably have your biggest audience yet."

Jeff was giddy with excitement. "How big?"

"Our guest list is at about a thousand people." Blaine looked at Kurt for agreement. Kurt nodded.

Jeff jumped up. "Wooo.. and the people you guys are connected to. This will be totally awesome."

Nick elbowed Jeff. "Are you forgetting that we have to follow the rules?"

"Oh yeah."

Jeff and Nick returned to their seats at the head of the table and asked Trent to join them. Nick called order and put the gavel down. "Blaine and Kurt, former Warblers have asked us to do the honor of singing at their wedding. We have never sung outside of school functions except for a few times when we deemed it important or necessary. This wedding is special because Blaine and Kurt are both former Warblers. Their marriage will be epic. Kurt's father, Representative Hummel and Blaine's parents and grandparents, Lawyers and NFL football team owners will surely have a list of political or influential people. The council believes it would be in the best interest of the Warblers to do this. Not because of who's going to be there, but because it's for Blaine and Kurt."

Trent took over from there. "All those in favor, please raise your hand." Every Warbler raised his hand.

Blaine and Kurt stood and hugged. "Thank you so much guys. You have no idea what it means to us. Jeff, Nick and Trent. We are so excited to have you in our wedding."

Nick stood from his seat. "We couldn't be more proud to be there. After all, we were the ones that got you together." Nick's grin was wide and happy.

"We'll talk later about what we want you to sing. Just suggestions of course. So, we have all day for you guys, what do you want to do?" Blaine was ready to just hang out and be one of the Warblers instead of center of attention.

"We were thinking of watching a movie in our room and ordering in pizza. Does that sound good?" Jeff responded.

"That would be great. That gives us time to catch up." Blaine took Kurt's hand as the Warblers filed out.