Over the next few weeks, Blaine helped Kurt with all his wedding details. Santana and his dad even came out with them. Somehow Blaine even dragged Cooper around with them sometimes.

They visited the cake store and tried the different kinds of cake. Kurt didn't want a regular white cake, he wanted a fancier type.

"I swear they have the best prices here," Blaine said to Kurt.

"I hope you are right, I was at another place and they wanted way too much," Kurt complained.

Burt let out a laugh, "You know kid you could just have Carole make the cake."

Kurt turned to look at his father with wide eyes, "No, I love Carole, but this is my wedding." He shook his head and followed Blaine inside.

They tasted many types of cake and Kurt found he liked the Almond Marble combination the store had as a specialty recipe.

"This is amazing," Kurt squealed with excited and smiled, "What do you think Blaine?" He held the small plate out for tasting.

"Who cares how it tastes," Santana waved her hand, "Everyone is going to be drunk when they eat it anyways." Kurt gave her a look, "Well it's true."

"Here let me," Cooper reached over and shoved the piece in Blaine's mouth.

Blaine pushed Cooper away, "Dude, you know sometimes being your brother isn't the greatest thing." He turned to his friend, "And Kurt that does taste really good."

Cooper gave a shrug and laughed walking away.

Sometimes in between the planning the wedding, Kurt would accompany Blaine to Mrs. Hartford's house during her practice sessions. She always said Kurt was to skinny and fed him all the meatballs she could.

The next task on the list was finding the perfect suit. Kurt wanted a one of a kind suit, while Tyler said he was happy with the classic black and white.

They all had fun trying on suits and looking at pictures. Burt picked out a simple looking suit but Kurt shook his head, "Come on dad, something that stands out."

"What were you thinking?" Blaine asked him, "I mean tie or no tie, or you know you could do a bow tie?"

"No one but you likes bowties," Cooper teased his brother again.

Santana groaned, "I can't believe I am here when I could be out doing something else."

"And what would you be doing?" Kurt asked her looking up from one of the books.

Blaine flipped through one of the books, "Wow, look at this one."

Kurt looked over Blaine's shoulder and grabbed the book out of Blaine's hand, "Okay that's it. Look, but I think I'm with you a bowtie would be a lovely touch." He walked off to talk to the owner.

Sticking out his tongue towards his brother, Cooper ran over and put an arm around Blaine's neck giving him a noogie.

The next task was the limo. There was a course set up just outside of town and Cooper was driving his limo through it. Blaine was standing with a stopwatch in hand and timing him. Kurt was smiling next to him as he watched Cooper try to go through the course as quickly as he could.

"Of course I'm going to hire him," Kurt said, "Not only is he your brother, but he is the only limo driver in town."

"Yeah," Blaine laughed, "I just like having fun with him."

Cooper sped through the cones and knocked a few over. He got out of the limo with a screeching halt and crammed the 'fake' bride and groom into the back of the limo.

"Wow, look at him go," Kurt said watching him.

"Better move it man, you're not going make it," Blaine called out to his brother.

Cooper took off again and made his way to the end of the course.

Blaine stopped the timer in his hands and then showed Kurt. Kurt gave a sad shaking of his head.

Letting out a groan, Cooper let his head hit the back of his seat.

"You hit two cones," Blaine pointed to the fallen cones, "Those could have been people. They could have been guests at his wedding."

"They were cones," Cooper said with a sigh.

Blaine led Kurt away and giving his brother a look. Later on, Cooper was driving Blaine home so he could drop him off and get his car once again.

"That was fun today. That was fun. Wasn't that fun?" Blaine asked Cooper.

Cooper just looked at his brother, "I got the job right?"

"Yeah, you got the job. August 5th, a week from today," Blaine told him.

Looking in the mirror, something caught Cooper's eye, "Someone left their jacket."

"That's Kurt jacket," Blaine said with a smile, "Remember he said back on Knoxsville Street that it's not jacket weather anymore."

Giving a sly grin, Cooper looked over at his brother, "Uh oh."

"What?" Blaine asked him.

"You like him," Cooper said.

Blaine shook his head, "No I don't."

"Of course you do," Cooper shrugged, "He's an awesome guy with a hot ass."

"How's this," Blaine said, "If you talk about his ass I'll break your neck. Anyway, he told me he likes you." He opened the door and started to get out of the car.

"Really?" Cooper asked, "He said that?"

Blaine shut the door, "No." And he walked into the house.

The next day, it was an odd day that Santana and Kurt both had the day off. They were sitting around discussing the first kiss as a married couple.

"I mean think about it," Santana said, "It's your first kiss as a married couple. I think it's perfectly acceptable to open your mouth."

"I just don't want to do that in a church in front of all those people," Kurt let out a small groan. Even if he didn't believe in God himself, his finance did. Tyler had said they needed to at least have the ceremony in a church. "See I don't want to gross them out," and he stuck out his tongue making a weird face.

Santana let out a laugh and just took a drink from her coffee.

There was a knock at the door and Blaine walked in smiling. Kurt gave an even larger smile, "Hi."

"You forgot your jacket in the limo," Blaine held out the jacket he was holding.

"Thank you for bringing it back, that's so nice of you," Kurt took the jacket, "It's my favorite one."

"Yeah it was," Santana commented.

"Okay, see you later," Blaine started backing up, "Have fun today."

"Hey wait wait," Santana called out to stop him and she stood up from her spot at the table. "Wait a second, maybe you can help us. You are the expert in this. We were just having a debate about wedding kisses. I say that is okay to be an open mouth kiss."

Kurt finally looked away from Blaine whom he had been staring at, "And I say it's the type of occasion where people dress up so it's not appropriate."

"I see," Blaine said trying not to look as uncomfortable as he felt.

Santana shook her head, "What do you want to do? Thin tight mouth and it's over?"

"No," Kurt shook his head, "Thin, partially opened, and no tongue."

Blaine watched as the friends bickered.

"No tongue please," Santana rolled her eyes. "There has got to be a little tongue."

"Alright fine," Kurt agreed with her. "Maybe a little tongue, but not porno tongue, church tongue."

Blaine simply nodded in agreement, "Church tongue."

"Church tongue?" Santana laughed, "What is that?"

Kurt thought for a moment, "I don't know how to describe it."

"Well show me," Santana said to him.

"I am not kissing you," Kurt crossed his arms over his chest.

"Fine," Santana put her arms in the air, "Blaine is gay, how about on him?"

Kurt's smiled fell as he realized what Santana had just suggested.

Santana pulled Blaine over, "You don't mind do you?"

"Well I…" Blaine didn't know what to say.

"Come on just hold still," Santana said leaving Blaine right in front of Kurt, "Okay, Kurt go ahead."

Kurt could only look over at Blaine and just smile. Blaine could only do the same back.

"Come on," Santana groaned, "We are all adults here." Crossing her arms over her chest, she stood in place, "I'm going to have to see it to make an educated decision."

"Well if it's for educational purposes," Kurt rocked on his feet.

"Finally," Santana help push Blaine closer to him. "Alright I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss your man."

Slowly, and a bit unsure, Kurt and Blaine finally met pressing their lips together. Kurt closed his eyes and then Blaine did. They stayed connected and Kurt gave a small lick with his tongue and Blaine followed. They let go with a small smacking noise.

Now Blaine's eyes were staring into Kurt's and they didn't either want to look away.

"Wow," Santana was surprised, "That was hot, I mean great. Whatever, Kurt you should do that." She tugged on Kurt's arm to get him to finally look at her. "Just do that thing."

"I gave him the jacket," Blaine said in a daze.

Tyler walked in at that moment, "Hey Kurt, hi Santana," he smiled and he then turned to Blaine.

"Hey, I kissed them but it didn't mean anything. I just brought them the jacket," Blaine said quickly and practically ran out the door.

"Kissed who?" Tyler asked.

Kurt and Santana looked at each other. "Oh me," Santana said with a nod.

Tyler let out a laugh, "Who hasn't?" he shrugged.

Santana just gave him a look.

"I got you something," Tyler said holding up a box, "It's one of those fancy new ovens where you can cook anything. It cost me like three hundred bucks, but it's worth it."

"Oh," Kurt looked at the box.

"I'll be in the kitchen setting it up," Tyler smiled as he walked into the kitchen.

Santana grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him to the couch, "Holy shit Hummel."

"Yeah I know," Kurt sighed happily.

"I think I should totally hook Blaine up with our friend Tony," Santana said, "What do you think?"

Freezing for a moment, Kurt nodded his head, "Right, yeah why not," he bit his lower lip, "I mean he's single and Blaine is single. It makes sense."

Santana looked at her friend. She may not be many things, but reading her friends feelings that she could do. "Well if you don't want me to I won't do it."

"Why wouldn't I want you too?" Kurt asked looking down at his hands.

Santana grinned, "Good, then I will call him up."

"Who are you calling?" Tyler asked sitting down beside Kurt on the couch.

"Blaine," Santana said, "I am going to set him up with Tony."

"Good, that guy needs to get laid," Tyler situated himself as he grabbed the television remote.

"Excuse you, just because he is going out with Tony doesn't mean he is going to get laid," Santana said. Tyler and Kurt both looked at her, "Fine, he probably will. You think he would go out with him though?"

"Kurt is friends with him, he can fix it up. Can't you Kurt?" Tyler asked as he flipped through the channels.

"Oh, you know what would be cool, if we all went out," Santana said, "I haven't done my rounds since last weekend."

Kurt could only nod his head, "Yeah, sure."

The following day, Blaine was at Mrs. Hartford's house helping her set up some sort of exercise equipment. He looked over at her, "Are you sure you know what you are doing over there?" She was working on a machine, pulling a bar down with a few weights attached to it.

Mrs. Hartford nodded, "You know, you need to stay in shape so other men will look at you. That way your husband knows you're still attractive."

"Yeah, well don't just drop a dumbbell on your head," Blaine said in a mocking voice.

Letting out one of her quiet laughs, Mrs. Hartford turned towards Blaine, "So you still haven't been dating anyone new have you?"

Blaine shook his head, "No, not yet."

"Is it your confidence?" Mrs. Hartford asked him with one of the sweetest voices Blaine had ever heard. And that made it extremely weird to him. "Are you nervous about having sex? I know it's different for two men."

"Huh?" Blaine asked looking over at her, "What?"

"Are you nervous about having sex with another man again?" Mrs. Hartford asked him. "You weren't nervous about having sex with Sebastian, but now you are nervous about having sex with someone new."

"What's the matter with you? Don't—don't talk about that," Blaine said with a blush on his cheeks.

"I am just trying to figure out why you are so down," Mrs. Hartford said as she stood up and walked over to the table to pour some lemonade, "I just don't think you need to worry about it."

"I'm not worried about it. Next subject, please," Blaine said as he wiped his hands with the rag he had. "I'm going to ask a guy out when I'm ready Mrs. Hartford, don't worry."

"Oh well let me help you practice until you are," Mrs. Hartford smiled as she brought over a cup of lemonade for Blaine. They sat down on a bench, "Now I'll be a young man and you be Blaine. So ask me out."

Blaine reached up and scratched the back of his neck, "I don't want to do this."

"Hello man," Mrs. Hartford said lowering his voice slightly and making Blaine laugh.

"Hello," Blaine said with a dorky smile.

Mrs. Hartford made a muscle with her arm, "Is there something you want to ask me?"

"Okay," Blaine sighed, "Would you like to go to dinner with me sometime?"

"No," Mrs. Hartford shook her head, "I prefer a bottom."

Blaine's eyes widened and he spit out the lemonade he was drinking while Mrs. Hartford laughed.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding," Mrs. Hartford laughed, "I don't tend to switch."

"Okay," Blaine said as he stood up.

Mrs. Hartford stood alongside Blaine and touched his arm, "Oh Blaine, you'll know when you meet the right guy, because it's not how you feel about them, but how he makes you feel about yourself."

Blaine stood for a moment and then nodded his head, "That makes a lot of sense. All of that other stuff was ridiculous but that made a lot of sense."

They both heard footsteps and looked over to see Kurt walking up the walkway, "Ah, well, look who we have here," Mrs. Hartford smiled brightly at Kurt, "The precious angel."

Kurt walked over and gave Mrs. Hartford a hug, "Hi Mrs. H. How are the lessons going?"

"Well I think I'm starting to get the hang of it," Mrs. Hartford said excitedly.

"Yeah, she's starting to scare less and less people when she sings," Blaine said to Kurt with an unenthusiastic voice.

"Oh Blaine, you're so funny," Mrs. Hartford looked between the two of them, "You two talk. I'm going to do some more military presses." She walked off with her glass of lemonade setting it down before grabbing some weights.

Blaine turned to Kurt, "Hey, is everything alright?"

"Yeah. Actually, um…" Kurt said trying to find the words, "I came by to ask you something though."

"Yeah, what's up?" Blaine asked him.

"Um, would you like to go on a date with our friend Tony?" Kurt asked stuttering between a few words.

Blaine wanted to take a step back, but he stood in his spot, he lowered his voice, "Oh yeah? You want me to go out on a date with this Tony?"

Kurt looked in Blaine's eyes, "Yeah. It will sort of be a group date, Tyler and I are going along with Santana who always finds someone."

"Oh yeah?" Blaine found himself asking again, "I mean if he's your friend he has to be nice."

"Yeah," Kurt agreed, "And he's single, and you're single."

Blaine gave a nod, "Yeah."

"Come on it will be fun," Kurt said trying to convince Blaine to go, although Mrs. Hartford wondered if he was trying to convince himself too.

"Yeah, that sounds like fun," Blaine said with a small nod.

They both looked over at Mrs. Hartford who turned away when they locked eyes acting as if she wasn't listening to their entire conversation.

The next night, the four friends were sitting around and waiting for Blaine to come. "And you're sure he is cute?" Tony asked.

"Shut up, here he comes," Santana said, "Blaine there you are."

"Sorry, it took me a bit to find this place," Blaine shouted over the loud music in the club.

"Sure, Tony this is Blaine and Blaine this is Tony," Santana introduced them and scooted over to let Blaine sit next to him.

Blaine gave him a smile, "Hi."

"Hello to you too," Tony grinned and he leaned over to whisper in Santana's ear, "Thank you."

They ordered their first round of drinks and started to get to know one another. Blaine just held his beer and made small talk with them and answered a question when asked.

"You know you look cute tonight," Tony leaned on his hand to stare at Blaine, "Kind of dirty cute."

"Oh, um thank you," Blaine blushed and looked down. "You have an interesting tie on there."

"Thanks, I try to be the fashion trend," Tony said with a smirk, "Kurt and I used to go around and try to be those guys."

The group laughed and Blaine felt uncomfortable because he hasn't been friends with them for very long. Tony reached over and put his arm around Blaine stroking his neck. Santana eventually left to look for a girl to dance with.

Kurt looked over and grabbed one of the shots Tyler had ordered downing it at once.

No one noticed how Tyler looked over and started to check out one of the waiter's butts as he served a table.

"So you still in the wedding singing business?" Tony asked Blaine.

Giving a shrug, Blaine sighed, "I think I'm working on a game plan right now."

"You should really look into law, it is where the money is," Tyler said with a nod, "It's way more stable than singing a song on a stage."

Kurt let out a giggle, "Ty is in family issues."

"No, domestic cases," Tyler corrected him, "Do I tell people you are in eating issues."

"Yeah," Kurt said sticking out his tongue a little. He knew he was getting drunk now.

"You know my dad sued his dad once," Blaine said, "It was quite the dispute."

Tyler held his hands up, "Oh, watch out."

Tony reached over and took Blaine's hand, "We would totally be the It couple right? You compliment me so well."

Kurt gave a nod, "Yeah," but he felt he was so drunk it didn't matter what he said.

Listening to the music, Blaine heard a song he recognized, "Oh it's that song that guy from fun. sang with P!nk. I think she is coming to town in October."

"I love P!nk!" Kurt let out a squeal. Santana sat down at that moment and he turned to her starting to sing, "Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast."

Santana grinned and joined in with him, "I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissing my ass. Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car!"

"Get out, yeah alright," Tyler said pulling Kurt towards him, "I think we all know the words."

"God P!nk is so sexy," Santana sighed, "I mean look at her."

Tyler looked over at her, "You think the girl who works at the doughnut store a few blocks over is sexy."

Blaine let out a laugh, "That girl is funny."

"You know who I think is sexy?" Tony said leaning on Blaine and grabbing a fry to put in his mouth, "Blaine Anderson," he pushed the fry into Blaine's mouth.

"That's good," Blaine said giving a small smile.

Kurt's face suddenly looked pale, paler than usually at least, "I got to go to the bathroom," he climbed up on the table and Santana grabbed his arm to steady him.

"Excuse us we'll be right back," Santana said taking Kurt's arm and leading him to the bathroom.

"I'll go with them," Tony stood up and followed as he disappeared into the crowd.

Tyler turned to Blaine, "He'll feel better once he pukes."

"I hope so," Blaine gave a nod. They sat there awkwardly for a few moments, "So Sunday is the big day huh? I don't even know your last name."

"It's Hurt," Tyler said to him.

"Hurt?" Blaine asked him, "I take it Kurt is keeping his last name then? Otherwise he would be Kurt Hurt, that's funny." He gave a small laugh.

"Why is that funny?" Tyler asked with a straight face.

The two stared at one another for a moment, Blaine gave a shrug, "I don't know." The silence over took them again and Blaine didn't like uncomfortable silence. "Are you excited?"

"Eh, he has paid his dues," Tyler gave a shrug, "We have been together for four years I owe it to him to get married, now that it's legal and all that." He then glanced over to look at the waiter's ass he was staring at earlier.

Blaine saw the eye movement, "Plus you know you want to get married."

"I don't want to break up," Tyler said, "Plus I was with him before I got the big cases where the money is, so I know I can trust him."

The waiter then turned around and wiggled his ass in their direction.

Blaine watched the action and thought he would play along, "That is a nice ass right there. Isn't it?"

Tyler nodded his head, "That's Grade A top choice meat," he said with a smirk.

"Well you know we can't just get guys like that anymore," Blaine said waving his hand, "We're too old."

"Speak for yourself," Tyler said, "I can still get guys like that."

"Not that hot though right?" Blaine asked him still trying to play along.

Tyler looked back over, "I've gotten hotter."

"Maybe seven years ago," Blaine said to him.

"Try seven days ago," Tyler said with a waggle of his eyebrows.