Chapter 88 - Doubts

"Oh my God. Finally!" Kurt dropped his bags at the top of the stairs. "I feel like it took forever to get here. Baby, I know we've been in a plane all this time, but I really need to lie down."

"Go ahead. I'll be right there with your bags." Blaine urged him down the stairs.

Kurt yelled as he headed down the stairs. "I'll bring my big bag down if you can grab my smaller one." Kurt's smaller bag wasn't small by any means and he knew it. He was just being lazy. When he got downstairs, he immediately felt guilty and walked back up the stairs to take the other bag down.

Blaine got there at the same time. "I said I would bring it down."

"Forget it. You have your own bags to bring down." Kurt smiled but picked up his smaller of the large suitcases. "I shouldn't have expected you to bring them down. I'm quite capable of doing it myself."

"I don't mind." Blaine responded as he reached for the suitcase.

"No Blaine. You're tired too. We both had a long day and a long flight here. We both need to start getting ready for the wedding that is literally two weeks away. Tomorrow our first thing to do is pick up our tuxes and then stop in on the caterers." Kurt was rattling off a bunch of other things that needed to be done. Blaine knew that his special treat was coming up very quickly. He totally zoned out. "Are you even listening to me, Blaine?" Kurt said, frustrated with Blaine's lack of overall interest. He waved his hand in front of Blaine's eyes. "Hello?"

Blaine was shaken out of his thoughts. He was thinking about his plans for next Wednesday. Everyone would be here. Blaine felt like things will get messed up because he planned it with his grandmother. It wouldn't have the perfected touch of Kurt's planning behind it. Blaine hoped it was enough. He hoped it would be everything that Kurt dreamed. "Sorry. I was thinking about something."

"Not bad is it?" Kurt worried.

"No, of course not." Blaine struggled down the stairs with his luggage. "I was just daydreaming about our wedding."

"Are you really nervous?" Kurt questioned.

"What do you mean? I'm not nervous." Blaine protested. The look on his face must have said otherwise. He was nervous. He was nervous about his plans. He was nervous that his plans would be met with less than excitement and he truly wanted excitement and happiness. "I'm nervous that things won't go off without a hitch. I'm nervous about protesters." He lamely responded.

"There won't be any honey. Remember, it's been legal here for a long time." Kurt reminded him plopping down heavily and comfortably on the bed.

"But, there will be so many important people here. Politicians, sport people and other influential people especially now that the article has just come out with the new issue. I'm just worried about out safety and the safety of our family and guests." Blaine was content that he recovered from this very well. "Let's not worry about it right now. Let's get some rest so we can emerge later refreshed and ready to go. Dinner is at home tonight, but we have so much to do tomorrow as you so nicely mentioned."

"Did you tell your grandparents that I was sorry that I came straight downstairs?"

Blaine lied down next to Kurt and then turned on his side giving him a look. "They weren't here. My parents and grandparents went out. I guess they weren't expecting us yet." Blaine started to nudge at Kurt's shoulder. "Turn. I want to spoon you."

Kurt giggled and rolled over as Blaine reached to the bottom of the bed for a throw to put over the two of them. "Love you." Kurt said sleepily.

"I love you too." Blaine squeezed contentedly.

When Kurt woke up he was alone. He sat up and gained his bearings for a moment. Blaine was probably upstairs catching up with his family. Kurt finally stood stretching once again. The plane ride made him feel rickety as he felt some of his bones crack. After checking his hair in the mirror and being far too lazy to really do much more, he ascended the stairs to the main floor and followed the voices. They were in the solarium sitting around the coffee table. "Hi everyone."

Ellen was the first to jump up to greet him with a hug and a kiss. "Are you rested Kurt?" She was holding his face as if to inspect the condition. "Blaine said you were especially tired."

"I'm fine." Kurt smiled. "I haven't really been sleeping well with all the preparations for the wedding and graduation, but this nice little nap was nice."

JR laughed loudly. "Your nice little name was four hours."

Kurt's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head. He never thought to look at his watch or iPhone. "Four hours?"

Blaine jumped up to make sure that Kurt was okay with everything. "You needed it baby. You've been running yourself ragged at home. You needed the rest." He looked at the group with pleading eyes.

Catherine picked up on it first. "Oh.. Yes, you needed the rest."

Jack responded as well. "We weren't doing anything but relaxing here anyway. It's not like you missed anything. The rest will do you good for the next week."

Kurt decided now was not the time to feel guilty. He knew it would be busy with final wedding set ups and meetings with everyone. "So, are we doing anything tonight?" He looked around as Blaine settled back into this wingback chair. He was confused as to where he should sit. The only available set was across from Blaine and he wanted to be near Blaine.

Blaine noticed his dilemma. His parents took one couch and his grandparents had the couch on the other side. The only chair was the opposite side of him. "Sit with me," he motioned opening his arms up invitingly.

Kurt smiled and sat on Blaine's lap wrapping his arms around him and kissing the top of his head. He whispered, "Best seat in the house."

Blaine whispered back, "only you would know that." He stretched up to kiss Kurt on the lips.

"Enough of that. You don't whisper quiet enough." Jack said. "You'll have plenty of time for all of the naughty stuff."

Catherine and Ellen blushed while JR pretended to not listen as he paged through a business magazine. It was Ellen that finally started to talk again. "We're having dinner here in the backyard. I hope you like lobster tail."

"Love it." Kurt perked up.

"Good. We'll just relax here tonight after dinner before we get started tomorrow." Ellen was certainly all business. "We have meetings with everyone at the stadium all week so that we don't have to do anything but check in on them the day before the wedding. Next week you and Blaine can have downtime and explore the city. It'll be nice for you to relax before the craziness starts on Friday."

Kurt just nodded. Everything was falling into place and he couldn't help but think that something is bound to go wrong. Blaine was overly chipper and confident, but he supposed Blaine was always so. "Are you nervous?"

"No, but if you keep asking me, I'll start to get nervous. I might even start to get cold feet. I might just leave you at the... "He searched for the words, because there was no altar. His Granddad was marrying them. "..At the front."

Everyone laughed because of Blaine's sarcasm, but also his loss of words. Kurt slapped the top of his head. "You're an ass." Even so, Kurt hugged him even tighter. He couldn't be happier marrying this total dork.

"You love my ass."

"Boys!" JR warned.

The week went by in a whirlwind. Tuxes were perfect, the caterer was fine, the planners at the stadium were ready and the florists had their drawings signed off. It seemed perfect. Kurt was still unsettled just waiting for something bad to happen. Blaine seemed preoccupied and he wasn't sure if that was cold feet or if he was just getting himself prepared for the big day with all these people that he didn't really know. They finally settled down.

"Do you think it'll be beautiful?" Kurt asked as they lay in bed facing each other, just the light of the two candles illuminating the room.

"I've seen the plans and I know you. It'll be more than beautiful." He caressed Kurt's cheek gently with his fingertips as if not to break him.

"Do you think everyone will have fun?"

"How could they not have fun? We picked some specific music for our wedding and our DJ is supposed to be one of the best in town." Blaine knew this was Kurt worrying unnecessarily.

"Will we have fun with all the strangers there?" Kurt asked with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"We'll be married. It'll be the most fun we've ever had." Blaine assured him.

"Will our friends have fun?"

"Yes." Blaine wanted to offer his support.

"Will we feel like its special?" Kurt finally asked. Blaine knew that all the questions were leading to this. Kurt had hinted all along that he was worried that it was a big political event.

"I'm sure it'll be special." Blaine asked and then pulled him in to a deep meaningful kiss. It so loving that Kurt whimpered into it. When they parted, Kurt smiled, but it wasn't the full smile that Kurt smiled when he was so happy he was jumping out of his skin. It was that putting on a brave front smile. "Stop worrying. Nothing matters but us."

"I know." Kurt agreed tipping his head toward Blaine's chest and resting it there. Kurt needed reassurance. He knew that Blaine was the guy for him. He'd known if from the moment he met Blaine on the stairs at Dalton. He knew it when his heart skipped a beat when Blaine opened his mouth to sing. What he didn't know was that he'd be here today a year and a half later with the man of his dreams.

"You're perfect you know." Blaine kissed his nose. "I love you."

"You.. We're perfect." Kurt kissed Blaine on the lips. "I can't wait to be married to you."

"Me too. It'll be official very soon." Blaine's fingers trailed down the tendrils of Kurt's neck memorizing every soft alabaster inch in its wake. He saw the goose bumps left behind and moved to kiss his neck. His lips felt Kurt's pulse even, strong and fast. His fingertips trailed to his shoulder and then his arm ending to intertwine with Kurt's fingers for just a moment. Kurt remained very still, eye's glued to the beautiful hazel eyes that melted him at a single glance.

Kurt's breath hitched as Blaine's hand moved to his hip where he squeezed gently and kneaded his thumb into the bone resting just below the fabric of his pants. Kurt was hard. All it took were those hazel bedroom eyes and the touch of Blaine's hands to push him to the edge. Blaine continued to his waist where his hand trailed up under Kurt's tee shirt. Kurt whined when Blaine's thumb circled his nipple before rolling it under his thumb causing it to peak at the touch. Blaine smirked when Kurt's eyes closed for a brief second and his breathing shallowed.

It had been a while since they were this slow and sensual. They had a very rich sex life, filled with love and foreplay, but this was something they did when they had time, when they needed to feel the deep love they knew they shared. This was lovemaking in its most simple form. It was touching and feeling and pleasuring. They had the time. School and graduation was over. The last step to their future was happening very soon. They were knocking on the doorstep of their future.

Kurt remained silent accepting the care and love from Blaine. "Let's get this off." Blaine sat up pulling Kurt up and pulling his shirt gently over his head. "Lie down. I'm going to take care of you." Kurt did a half nod, but didn't disagree as he settled his head on the pillow anticipating what Blaine was going to do. Blaine pretty lips quietly kissed him on the lips, then on his chin and then his chest. His palms were on either side of his Kurt's head. He returned repeatedly to Kurt's lips again and again so that he could feel his breath on him and feel how needy he was.

Blaine's hand wandered down to Kurt's crotch where he pressed against Kurt's erection just under the fabric. Kurt let out a whine, "Blaine." His eyes closed as Blaine rubbed the length of his cock over his pants pressing and grabbing intermittently. Blaine had far too much on. He stopped to pull his shirt over his head and unbutton Kurt's pants just enough to reach in over the cotton of his briefs. Kurt's hips jerked up into Blaine's clutched hand. His back arched off of the bed toward Blaine. Blaine caught his nipple in his mouth licking and sucking it. "Please, Blaine."

"What do you want?" Blaine asked against Kurt's nipple that was peaked and wet against his lips.

"I just want you. Anything."

"You need to be patient my love." Blaine smiled. He pulled off Kurt's pants and dropped them carelessly off the end of the bed. Kurt's hands were clenched into the bedding his toes were tensing and flexing. His stomach muscles contracted at the lightest touch. Blaine kissed from his feet to his thighs where he licked a strip up one thigh. Kurt whined long and loud. "I love you."

Blaine didn't stop. He mouthed the length of Kurt's cock over his briefs getting it wet and ready. Blaine's pants were painfully tight and he needed relief from them, but he didn't want to stop. The pleasure coursing through Kurt's body was palpable. He couldn't pull away now for something as silly as his own aching hard on. It would be a sin, in his mind, to stop now. Blaine wasn't a sinner. That he was sure of. This was what love was about. The pleasure he was giving Kurt coursed through his own veins. It pumped his own heart just as it did Kurt's because they were one. They were the perfect couple that shared everything. His tongue poked out to circle the head of Kurt's cock. "More."

"I promise." Blaine mouth over the head of his cock, briefs still in place. It was tortuous for both of them. Blaine took pity on Kurt. He lifted the elastic of his briefs and pulled them down just enough to expose the head of his cock. Kurt has an amazing cock. It was long and not too thick but perfect in color and shape. He had no curves to it and a prominent vein that Blaine loved to press his tongue against. That would come later. He sucked on the head of Kurt's cock releasing it with a pop. He glanced up at Kurt to see his head thrashing just a bit and his eyes closed tightly. Blaine smiled at him. This was perfect right now. All thoughts and fears of the wedding were gone. Blaine was giving him the needed break from his worry. Blaine kneaded his balls through his briefs.

"Blaine.. Please more. Please take my briefs off. I want to feel you." Blaine knew he was moving ever so slowly, painstakingly so. He knew it would be good for Kurt when his release was finally allowed, but he knew it was also mean to torture him like this. He pulled on the elastic more and tapped his hip. Kurt lifted his ass as Blaine peeled his briefs away tossing them somewhere near his pants. Kurt would worry about wrinkles in his pants, but now, he wanted Blaine to give him pleasure. Blaine ignored Kurt's painfully hard cock opting to lick at his balls and suck them in his mouth, eventually releasing them and kneading them with his fingers.

Kurt was breathing heavily. He squirmed the least bit. "Don't move. Let me take care of you." Kurt obeyed. Kurt didn't want to think about anything. This was a vacation from his thoughts.

Blaine grabbed a pillow tucking it under Kurt's butt and then pushed his legs up and out. Blaine held onto Kurt's thighs. He wanted clear view of Kurt's puckered pink hole. He licked gently feeling him tense under his tongue. It was often the first reaction, but he knew it would soon be open and for him. It would soon beg on its own for Blaine to fill it over and over again. Blaine would oblige. He would definitely oblige willingly. With his finger, he massaged Kurt's hole to the sounds of Kurt's breaths coming fast and loud. Kurt was holding on. He even reached for his own knees holding his legs where Blaine put them. It gave Kurt something more than some useless sheets to grip.

Blaine poked his tongue out licking gently and pushing in. There was no give yet, but that would come soon, very soon. He licked his finger and used it to massage Kurt's hole again feeling the tip of his finger slip in a little. Kurt was trying to relax and he knew it. Kurt wanted to feel his tongue inside him. Blaine returned his tongue and licked pushing in. He felt the rim give and his tongue was inside Kurt. Blaine began licking and pressing feeling his tongue move further in with each press. Hi nose was buried in Kurt's balls, but he could care less. Kurt smelled like Kurt, everywhere. He was painfully careful when cleaning himself as was Blaine. They were gay men. It was just a given part of their hygiene. Even here, Kurt smelled of vanilla, but also manly. Blaine found a rhythm fucking Kurt with his tongue. He loved rimming Kurt. Blaine may have not liked to do this with anyone else, but he would never need to find out. Kurt was his for life and he would gladly rim his husband till the day he died.

Kurt felt Blaine's tongue move in and out of him and he wanted more. When he glanced down, he could see half of Blaine's body, the half that was covered in his pants. Blaine was still fucking him with his tongue and fought the urge to continue to press against his tongue. Instead he spoke. "Blaine. Take off your pants. I want you to feel.... Uunngh." Blaine tongue pressed in and then licked from there to the tip of his cock. "You suck," and that's what Blaine started to do. Kurt's legs fell to the sides and Blaine's mouth took him in. Blaine's head bobbed up and down the shaft taking in every bit Kurt had to offer. He kneaded Kurt's balls with the hand that wasn't holding Kurt's cock up right. When he deep throated Kurt in one instance, he reached down and unbuttoned his pants pushing them off his hips. He choked and pulled off for a second, but returned to a perfect sucking rhythm. He held the base of Kurt's cock with one hand while the other traveled into his briefs to stroke himself. He was painfully hard.

Kurt looked down again. Blaine was on his knees sucking him off and jerking his own cock in the privacy of his own briefs. "I want to see, Blaine." Blaine chuckled and finally nodded. He wanted this too. He wanted to pleasure Kurt more, but that also meant pleasuring himself as well. Blaine stopped, kicked off his pants quickly and peeled his own briefs off. He returned to sucking Kurt off without a single glance up. Kurt's head threw back and to the side. He wanted to see Blaine stroke himself. Blaine cock was long as well, but darker than Kurt's he loved the contrast of their cocks especially when he or Blaine would jerk them off together.

Out of his dreaming he heard Blaine ask, "Lube?"

Kurt barely had the sense, but knew that he needed to do this if they were going to get to the next part. The next part being the fucking. He reached his hand over to the bag that was lying next to the night stand and pulled out the lube handing it to Blaine. Blaine stopped pouring lube on his hand and rubbing it between his hands. His mouth went back to Kurt's cock, his right hand back to his own cock, but his right hand or actually fingers went to Kurt's hole. Blaine slipped two fingers in immediately. Kurt's hole invited them without question. After all, Blaine skillful tongue prepared it. He pumped his hand in and out to the rhythm of his mouth on Blaine. Kurt's hands were in those curls he loves so much. He pulled on them and scratched at Blaine skull.

Kurt was so ready and Blaine knew it. In a second, Blaine's mouth was gone and his fingers removed. Hi face was an inch away from Kurt's. "Did you enjoy that?"

"Oh my God, Blaine. Do you need to ask?" Blaine's mouth swallowed Kurt's last word as he kissed him, tongue licking the inside of Kurt's mouth thoroughly as if to remember each part. He kissed him hard while his hands wandered down to Kurt's legs pulling them to his shoulders. This would be the best angle to penetrate deeply and purposefully to bring Kurt the most pleasure. He lined up the best he could without looking and after a few tries of pushing in, he felt himself sinking in to Kurt's tight ass. He groaned into the kiss as he pushed until he was completely inside Kurt. He wasted no time started to fucking him shallowly at first. Blaine was almost lying on top of Kurt, but it would be too hard to control his thrusting if he did, so he was propped up on his hands, but lay close to Kurt's body. He pressed in deep and rolled his hips forward a little changing the angle of his cock and hitting Kurt's prostate hard as he swiveled his hips just a little bit.

Kurt moaned at the feel of his prostate being massaged by Blaine's cock. In the next second it was gone and then back again. It was just enough to keep him on the edge. He knew he would orgasm without any help from his or Blaine's hand. He had been close to the edge for a while now. Blaine fucked him deep and hard. Kurt took every inch, in fact, begging for more. "Harder, deeper, more," Kurt screamed. He could care less if all three floors of the house heard him. His body couldn't release all the pleasure stored inside him for the last hour. He knew when he got his release, it would be mind-numbing. Blaine gave him as much as he could. The sweat trickled down his back from working so hard to give pleasure. He grunted with every thrust as he jerked inside Kurt hard. His balls slapped against Kurt's ass and you could only hear the slapping of flesh against Kurt's thighs and ass. Kurt was getting thoroughly fucked.

Kurt was close his back arching with every thrust. He was full, so full now and he only wanted more. He moaned as he felt the pooling in his belly and his balls tighten. He was right there on the edge. Blaine could see it on Kurt's face, so he thrust harder and consistently until Kurt's moaned loudly and his ass clenched tight around his cock buried deep inside him. The pulsing pushed Blaine, who was right there also, over the edge. He came jerking his hips into Kurt, back arched and looking up to the ceiling.

Kurt was completely blissed out. He couldn't think at all. He didn't know what happened, he didn't know where he was, he was just there. He was limp and sated on the bed, Blaine comatose on top of him. Their limbs were pliant and boneless. Neither man could move. Breathlessly, Kurt spoke while his chest still heaved, "That was fucking incredible."

Kurt felt Blaine smile against his neck. "It was."

"You were incredible. I.. fuck.. that.. fuck.." Kurt couldn't find the right words. "Sorry."

"Don't ever say sorry after something as incredible as that." Blaine still hadn't moved. They waited five more minutes and their breathing returned to normal. Five minutes after that, they brains came back to life. Five minutes more and Kurt had sense enough to grab tissues off the night stand, pushing Blaine aside, and wipe them off.

He turned his still sweaty face toward Blaine. "You did that for me."

Blaine smiled at Kurt. "I did. You needed it."

"I hope you were okay." Kurt asked.

"Does it look like it was good for me too?" Blaine's eyes were still blown.

"It does. You were so good. So mind blowingly good. I really needed that." Kurt caressed Blaine's face with his soft fingers. "I love you."

"I needed it too. Pleasuring you was like a high for me. The more I did it, the more sounds you made the more I wanted to hear you. I focused just on you and ended up with the most mind-blowing orgasm." Blaine turned his head to kiss Kurt's fingers.

"So now I can't move." Kurt looked totally serious. He lay there with his cock limp and completely exposed. Blaine lay curled next to him.

"I can't move either, but we do have the throw from earlier. Let's just cover up with that."

Blaine pulled it over their midsections and they fell asleep forehead to forehead, breathing in each other's air. It was perfect.

Blaine held one side while Kurt held the other side. "I can't believe it. It's real. It's ours and we are bound." The marriage license gave them a confirmation that neither really needed, but it felt nice to know how official it was. Monday's only task was done.

They got back to the house to find Burt and Carol there. "There you guys are." Carole immediately hugged both of them followed by Burt hugging them. "We missed you guys."

Kurt laughed at the drama. "We just left last week, mom." He liked calling her that now. "Is Finn here?"

"He's going to stay at the hotel with Mr's berry and Rachel." Carole responded with a roll of her eyes.

"Are you staying here?" Kurt confirmed. He wasn't sure that they would stay because his dad would surely not want to impose. As it was, Catherine and JR were staying too because they wanted to make sure there were enough rooms for all the guests.

"We're staying here. The rest of your friends are getting in later today and tomorrow morning." Burt wrapped an arm around Kurt's shoulder as they walked toward the solarium. "Five more days kid." He looked around Kurt to Blaine. "You sure you don't want out? There's time."

Blaine knew it was a joke. "Nope. He's stuck with me."

"And that's the truth." They made their way in to find Catherine and JR there. "Blaine, show them why you're officially stuck."

Blaine pulled out a paper and handed it to Burt. "I think this says that we're stuck."

Burt laughed loudly. "That sure as hell does day that." He handed it to JR.

JR read it and looked like he had a tear in his eye. "Yep. It's true. Our son is no longer single honey."

JR handed it to Catherine who definitely had tears in her eyes. "Oh honey, I'm so happy for you."

Carole hadn't seen it yet so she moved next to Catherine to look at it. This time tears actually fell. Kurt looked at them like they were crazy. "You know we haven't had the ceremony yet. You can save the crying for the ceremony."

Catherine hugged him tightly rocking him back and forth a bit. "You're family now Kurt."

"Um mom. You're going to suffocate him." Blaine put his hand on his mom's forearm. "He needs to breathe."

"I know sweetie. I'm just so happy." Catherine looked at JR and then to her son and then to Kurt. "We're so proud of you both. We are so happy to have Kurt in our family because we know, Kurt, that you make Blaine happy and that you make him a better person. Blaine was right all along. We can never take back the time before we understood, but I hope you can forgive us for the lost time."

Kurt couldn't hold the tears in. "Catherine, you and JR are good to me. I know you didn't understand before. That's okay. You do now and I love you both very much. I love you like you were my parents. At that JR did have one single tear. No one was sure if it was because of happiness or regret, but it didn't matter. They were now bound together as family.

They happily sat and talked and drank sodas and coffees the entire afternoon. It was relaxing for everyone. It was perfect. It was a family reunion that they could look forward to on holiday and birthdays and vacations for years to come.

"Kurt, get in." When Kurt exited the house, Blaine was standing there looking gorgeous as ever. Behind him was a full size limo with the door open.

"I'm glad you told me to dress up. This is kind of fancy for dinner, isn't it?" Kurt smiled brightly with his arms crossed.

"It's our last dinner before the entire wedding fiasco starts." Blaine said as he guided Kurt toward the door. "Now get in. Everyone is waiting for us."

Kurt got in the limo and it took off. "Very nice Mr. Anderson."

"Only the best for you." Blaine kissed him and then leaned down to pick up something. He surprised Kurt with a single red rose. "For you darling."

Kurt had tears in his eyes. "Thank you. It's beautiful, like you." One tear escaped his eye. Blaine caught it with his thumb and kissed Kurt hard and long, tongues entwining together."

"You're going to love the place we're eating at tonight. It's quaint. Granddad reserved the entire place."

"It'll be nice to have just our close friends and families here tonight. It'll be a kind of pre-wedding dinner."

"Isn't that what the rehearsal dinner is for?"

"Yeah, but this is like a pre rehearsal dinner dinner." Blaine laughed after he said it because it sounded so stupid and fake.

"That doesn't even make sense, but I don't care. If it's with our family and close friends, it'll be a great night." Kurt's eyes twinkled with anticipation of seeing everyone and being relaxed with his close friends and family. He could be himself tonight. He wouldn't have to act grateful and correct and political.

"The only one that didn't make it in time was Jeff." Blaine looked sad, but just shrugged. "He missed his flight and didn't tell me until an hour ago. We sent the jet for him, but he won't get here in time. He'll be late."

"That's okay. At least he's not missing the actual ceremony. That's what's really important." Kurt said with a grin.

"I guess." Blaine seemed a little sad about it, but Kurt didn't pry. He knew how sentimental Blaine could get.

They got to the restaurant and it was quaint and very old fashion. Kurt could see everyone inside waiting. They were talking and seemed to be having a good time. It seemed they were all dressed to the nines. There was a red carpet to the door of the limousine. "Wow, this is red carpet treatment." Blaine looked a Kurt and Kurt at Blaine. They both laughed. "I know that was so cliché of me to say, but you have to admit, they do it up right here."

"They do."

Blaine seemed quiet and so reserved. Not so bouncy and overly charged like usual. Kurt put a hand out to stop him. "Are you okay, Blaine?"

Blaine nodded. "Of course. Do I not seem okay?" He was a little nervous that Kurt might get mad, but deep down, he knew that Kurt would love this.

"You're just so quiet." Kurt hugged him to his chest. "Are you sure?"

"I'm perfect. Trust me." Blaine smiled and his eyes twinkled with what could only be described as pure love. He pecked Kurt on the lips gently. "Now let's go. We shouldn't keep people waiting."

As soon as they walked in the door, Kurt knew something was going on. It explained why Blaine had been acting so funny. Kurt didn't know it, but now he knew how Blaine was acting. He was acting nervous. He scanned the restaurant and found the guests standing on either side of a red carpet that led to the far end of the restaurant where Jack was standing looking very official. Kurt cried for a second time tonight. "Blaine?" He knew what was happening. They were going to be married tonight. "You did all this?"

Blaine turned to Kurt taking both of his hands in his and bringing them to his lips to kiss them. "I love you Kurt. You wanted intimate and quiet and I want to give you everything you want, Kurt. My grandmother helped me plan this. I talked to my granddad and our dads and we did this. We did it for you. I did it for you. Now you can always look back at this day as special, with your closest friends and family in attendance. Our wedding day will be special, but this, this we can keep for ourselves. Just for us."

All of the New Directions and Warblers lined the red carpet holding single red roses that matched the one that Blaine gave him in the limousine. At the end of the red carpet were both of their parents. The lighting was dim and there were candles on the tables in the restaurant. Kurt could see the staff looking on in the distance and wondered for a brief second how long they knew before him. How long did they know he was marrying the most perfect person on earth? Kurt understood now why Blaine had been sad that Jeff didn't make it. These were the people that brought them together, supported them and loved them for who they were. These were the people that held them and befriended them unconditionally.

"Is this okay, Kurt?" Blaine asked nervously.

Kurt turned to him kissing him gently. "This is perfect."

He saw a movement in his peripheral vision that looked like Wes starting a song. He was right, but it wasn't any song he expected. It was a whole other song that he and Blaine had found on YouTube one night a year ago. It was a Christian musician but what hit them both were the words to the song. The words were now beginning to seep out of the mouths of both singing groups.

You are my forever love
You are my forever love

Blaine put his arm out so that Kurt could take his elbow to lead him down the aisle. Kurt took it but held them in place. "Are they singing the whole song?" Blaine nodded. "Wait till we get to my favorite part."

You are my forever love
You are my forever love

From the bottom of my heart I'll sing to You
From the depths of who I am I love You
With everything inside I'll run to You
'Cause all that I've become I owe to You

This was it. He locked eyes will Blaine. Blue and hazel were never so perfect together than in this moment. Kurt always told Blaine he made him who he was and Blaine always told Kurt that he made him a better person. This song was a perfect depiction of their love.

You are my forever love
You are my forever love
You are my forever love
You are my forever love

From the bottom of my heart I'll sing to You
From the depths of who I am I love You
With everything inside I'll run to You
'Cause all that I've become I owe to You

They made it to where their parents were standing and stopped to kiss and hug Kurt's mom and dad. They were going to be real family in a matter of a few minutes. It was traditional to hug, thank and kiss your soon to be in laws and Blaine felt no worries in doing so. They were already parents to him.

You are my forever love
You are my forever love
You are my forever love
You are my forever love

They turned and repeated with Blaine's parents and then grandmother. Jack was too official to bother right now and they didn't want to throw anyone off.

Nothing in this world could ever separate us
I will love You more than anyone on earth

Blaine and Kurt turned toward each other to listen to the song's words that they knew. They may not believe in God the same way that others do, but they believed in the fate that brought the two of them together.

Nothing I desire could ever
Satisfy me the way that You do

From the bottom of my heart I'll sing to You
From the depths of who I am I love You
With everything inside I'll run to You
'Cause all that I've become I owe to You

You are my forever love
You are my forever love
You are my forever love

Their eyes glistened with unshed tears as the song ended and they smiled at their friends and family one last time before turning to Jack with joined hands.

"I am a proud grandfather today, because I have the privilege of marrying my grandson Blaine Anderson to the man of his dreams and ours, Kurt Hummel. The start of this beautiful love may have not been perfect, but it's what they found when they looked deeper that brought us here today. We are here to witness that love as they become husbands tonight." Jack choked up a little as he saw how happy both Blaine and Kurt were. "They have chosen their own vows for commitment. Kurt will begin."

Kurt had rehearsed this so many times and knew exactly what he wanted to say. He had known for a long time. Kurt and Blaine turned to each other. "Blaine, I love you with all my heart and soul. I have loved you from the moment I saw you and will love you forever. You taught me to be strong and you taught me how to love. You are my rock, my life and I will always honor this bond we make today. I give you my heart to keep forever. Hold it tenderly and love it forever. I trust you with it forever." Kurt's hands were sweating. He got it done though.

"Kurt, you always say that I'm the stronger one, but I know better. You are the one that gives our love this strength and I'm so happy I found you. I love you so much and can't wait until forever comes. We are two halves of one soul and today I feel like I'm a complete person, finally. I promise to love you and treat you the way you deserve to be treated until the day we die. I'm yours and you're mine forever." Blaine smiled at Kurt.

Finn stepped up to them whispering, "That was awesome dudes." They both gave him a look and Jack cleared his throat quietly. It was so Finn to ruin a moment.

"The rings?" Jack requested. He took them from Finn and handed them one to each of the boys. Kurt looked at them and they were the rings they had chosen months ago. He smiled happily at Blaine. It was really happening. "These rings are a symbol of the unbroken circle of love. Love freely given has no beginning and no end, no giver and no receiver for each is the giver and each is the receiver. Blaine, place your ring on Kurt's finger and repeat after me." Blaine slid the ring on. It fit perfection.

"With this ring I take you, Kurt, as my husband. I offer all that I am in return, and pledge to remember every day of our lives together until we leave this earth." Blaine said.

"Kurt, place your ring on Blaine's hand and repeat after me." He repeated what Blaine recited.

There was no weight in the room. Kurt and Blaine felt free. Kurt's heart pounded with happiness as he glanced around the room again. Carol, Catherine and Ellen were all crying. Rachel and Mercedes were in tears as well. Burt looked like he was pretending to rub his eyes, but Kurt knew he was crying.

Jack continued on. "Blaine and Kurt have declared before all of us that they will live together in marriage. They have made special promises to each other. They have symbolized it by joining hands, taking vows and exchanging rings. By the authority vested in me by the State of Massachusetts, I now pronounce this couple to be married." The room was light. Everyone was dying to scream their happiness for their friends. "

Jack got his little jab in at the end. "You guys should kiss to seal the deal, though I know you guys seal the deal all the time."

Kurt and Blaine both blushed, Ellen glared at Jack, but it didn't matter. Blaine and Kurt were so happy. They leaned in for a kiss. In the middle of the kiss, Kurt decided to throw caution to the wind and slip his tongue down Blaine's throat with no regard for the onlookers. It didn't matter, they had been seen lip locked a million times before. After they parted they turned toward their friends and family and Jack announced them. "I present to you Blaine and Kurt Hummel-Anderson." Everyone cheered as they were immediately crowded by each person wanting to kiss and hug them.