Six months later found Kurt and Blaine at the start of May. They had survived their first Christmas together, their first New Years together and their first Valentine's Day together, now their first birthday together was slowly approaching. Kurt had been offered his job back at Vogue dot com when Isabelle had heard that his Broadway run had ended. Everything was just perfect for the two of them.

"Hello, anybody home?" Kurt looked up from his desk in their study at the sound of the front door opening and a voice coming down the hallway.

"Wes," Kurt exclaimed as he flew out of the room and down towards the man just closing the door.

"Hey Kurt," Wes laughed as Kurt threw his arms around Wes.

"Hey, it's so good to see you, come in. I was just about to put the jug on," Wes nodded and followed Kurt into the kitchen, sitting up on one of the stools at the counter.

"So how are things living here?" Wes grinned.

"Wes, I've been here for six months, you know how happy I am," Kurt replied with a small smile as he pulled two mugs down from the cupboard.

"I know, but I also know you and Blaine, and I know how much you two love talking about the other," Wes laughed at the blush rising up Kurt's neck, "Wow, nine months together and I can still make you blush just by saying Blaine's name," Kurt smiled as he shook his head, hiding his red cheeks from Wes, "So where is your other half? I thought he only worked until five on Mondays?" Wes asked, looking down the hall towards Kurt and Blaine's bedroom.

"He does, but today he's got classes until nine," Kurt answered, placing Wes' mug of coffee in front him.

"Classes?"

"Yeah," Kurt nodded, "He's started taking them every month. He says 'that in order to be the best, one must never stop learning'," Kurt finished. Wes laughed at Kurt's deepened tone, trying to impersonate Blaine.

"Fair enough. So what's he learning tonight?"

"A new layering technique I think?" Kurt answered, "I think he began to panic a little bit when some of my work colleagues started to visit him and he was worried that his skills weren't up to the standards of Vogue employees,"

"What? That's ridiculous," Wes exclaimed, "Blaine's by far the best stylist in New York,"

"I know," Kurt shrugged, "But you now Blaine, he always strives to be better. I wasn't going to argue with him because I knew it would be a losing battle, besides, he feels more confident in himself after taking the classes, and if he enjoys it, then who am I to stop him?" Kurt shrugged, smiling over at Wes.

"So how does it feel to be back at Vogue?"

"It's amazing. I mean, don't get me wrong, I loved doing the off-Broadway stuff, but I just feel so at home at Vogue. I'm doing more than I was before and Isabelle was talking about a promotion,"

"Kurt, that's fantastic," Wes grinned.

"Thanks, but honestly, I'm not worried if I get it or not because I love where I am. I mean it would be amazing to move up in the company, but if I don't then it doesn't matter. I'm just so incredibly happy with where I am in life right now, everything is perfect; my job is perfect, my Dad is healthy, my boyfriend is amazing. I have nothing to complain about,"

"You forgot someone," Wes replied with a smirk on his face.

"My friends are perfect," Kurt replied, rolling his eyes at Wes.

"Thank you,"

"You're very welcome. So what about you and Jen? How's the wedding planning going?" Kurt asked.

"It's a lot more stressful than I think we both thought it would be, but it's going great. We've both accepted that it's stressful and we will get frustrated, so now we just try and have fun with it, we don't let the little things get between us," Wes nodded.

"Good for you two," Kurt smiled, "I can't believe it's only a couple of months away now. It seems like only yesterday that Blaine was telling me that you were engaged,"

"Sometimes it feels like it was only yesterday," Wes laughed, "But we're both starting to get really excited about it,"

"You should be. Blaine's starting to get really excited about it and he's only doing your hair, and being your best man of course," Kurt added.

"Blaine likes happy occasions," Wes smiled, "But what about you two though, have you talked about the future?"

"Not really," Kurt shrugged, " I mean, I know we both think about it, we've just never really sat down and discussed it. I think we both know that marriage is inevitable, so it never really comes up," Kurt smiled to himself at the thought of what he was going to say next, "Honestly, I can't wait until the day when we get married, but ultimately I'm just excited about spending the rest of my life with him. I couldn't see myself with anyone else," Kurt ducked his head to hide his grin from Wes.

"You guys are too cute for words," Wes laughed, "But seriously though Kurt, I'm glad that you came into his life. He really needed someone like you, so thank you," Wes stood from his seat and moved around the counter to pull Kurt in for a hug.

"Hey, save some for me," both Kurt and Wes looked up at the sound of Blaine's voice and Wes let Kurt go so he could move into Blaine's outstretched arms.

"Hey baby," Wes smiled to himself as Blaine whispered against Kurt's neck, "I missed you,"

"I missed you too," Kurt murmured back before pulling away so he was able to peck Blaine on the lips.

"So what have I missed?" Blaine asked, turning in Kurt's arms so he was pressed against Kurt's stomach, facing Wes. Kurt wrapped his arms tight around Blaine's waist and rested his chin on Blaine's shoulder.

"Not much, I just stopped in to say hey,"

"Hey," Blaine grinned.

"How was class? You're home earlier than I thought," Kurt asked, pressing a kiss to the side of Blaine's neck.

"Yeah, I mastered the cut pretty quickly so the instructor gave me permission to leave,"

"I told you that you had nothing to worry about," Kurt grinned, nosing at the hair behind Blaine's ear, "You need a haircut," he whispered against Blaine's ear.

"I know," Blaine replied as he turned his head to grin at Kurt, before kissing the corner of his mouth, "But right now it's my neck and hands that need attention," Blaine hissed as he rolled his neck, trying to work through the pain.

"Come here," Kurt said before taking Blaine's hand and leading him to the bar stool he had previously vacated. Blaine sat down opposite Wes as Kurt left the kitchen, making his way down to the bathroom before returning with Blaine's muscle rub, "Shirt off," Kurt instructed.

"Sorry Wes," Blaine laughed as he pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped it on the counter.

"Don't mind me," Wes laughed.

Kurt dipped his fingers into the pottle of rub and pulled some out with his fingers. He rubbed his hand together, warming p the rub, before moving his hands to Blaine's neck. Blaine sighed in relief, his head dropping down to rest on his chest.

"So how's the wedding planning going Wes?" Blaine asked, his voice sounding much more relaxed than we he had first arrived home.

"It's good. We're where we planned to be with only two months left, actually I think Jen is ahead of schedule which is good. She won't talk about what you and her have been trying out though,"

"Of course not. How she wears her hair is kind of like the deal with the dress. The groom can't know about it before the wedding. Besides, now that has her veil, she really can't talk about it, because that would give everything away," Blaine grinned.

"She has her veil?" Wes asked, his eyes going soft.

"Yeah," Blaine answered softly, smiling at his best friend, "It's beautiful Wes, she's going to look absolutely beautiful,"

"She already does," both Kurt and Blaine cooed over Wes' love struck look.

"When do we have our first fitting?" Blaine asked, moving the topic along.

"Next week," Wes answered and Blaine nodded.

"Hey you, try to keep still," Kurt said softly from behind Blaine, his hands still working out the knots in Blaine's neck.

"Sorry," Blaine apologised with a grin.

"That's quite alright," Kurt chuckled as he pressed a kiss against Blaine's growing mop of curls.

"Kurt's right Blaine, you really do need a haircut," Wes grinned, leaning forward to tug at one of his curls falling across his forehead.

"Hey, they're not that long," Blaine defended.

"No, but they're definitely longer than you usually wear them," Wes commented, "Actually, now that I look at the two of you, Kurt your hair is getting kind of long too," Wes gave both men a questioning look at the guilty grins on their faces, "Am I missing something?" he asked.

"Well, we had planned to give each other haircuts last week, and well; one thing lead to another," Blaine paused, "And now, let's just say that you'll probably be wanting me to cut your hair at your place from now on," Blaine grinned, moving his head up slightly to look Wes in the eye and give him a wink.

"You had sex in your chair didn't you?" Wes asked bluntly, "How many times?"

"We lost count," Kurt answered quietly, all of a sudden looking very involved with massaging Blaine's neck.

"Oh well," Wes shrugged, "Good for you two," he laughed, "I'm just glad that you waited for me to move out before you started having sex on every available piece of furniture," when neither man answered Wes, his eyebrows shot up, "Did you really have sex on every piece of furniture?" he exclaimed.

"We had to christen Kurt's housewarming somehow," Blaine answered innocently.

"I'm impressed," Wes nodded, "What was the most uncomfortable place?"

"Kitchen floor," Kurt answered without hesitation, Wes smirked, waiting for his explanation, instead it was Blaine who had to answer for Kurt.

"He hit his head on the bottom drawer handle when he, um, was in the throes of passion," Kurt snorted in laughter at Blaine's choice of words, "And then he also got mad because it turns out that the kitchen tiles don't allow as movement as you'd think, even when you are covered with sweat," Kurt groaned in embarrassment as he ducked his head behind Blaine's.

"What?" Wes asked, sounding confused.

"I had tile burns on my ass for days," Kurt supplied, and laughed at Wes' expression of understanding.

"Ouch," Wes answered, Kurt nodded in response, moving his hands away from Blaine's neck and shoulders. He sat down on the stool next to Blaine.

"Right hand please," he instructed and Wes watched as Blaine placed his hand into Kurt's waiting hands and began rubbing his thumbs into the dip between Blaine's thumb and forefinger. Blaine groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure at the feeling of Kurt working the tension from a long day of cutting.

"Sore?" Wes asked.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Blaine replied, "I started at eight this morning; we had so many early appointments because it's coming up to prom season and everyone wants to get their hair cut and coloured before the big night. So I had clients from eight until five and then it was right in to class. I'm glad the teacher brought us all food to have during our break tonight or else I would have keeled over,"

"They were getting their hair cut and coloured for prom on a school day?" Kurt asked. He knew the importance of looking good at prom, but he didn't think people skipped school for it.

"Yep," Blaine nodded, slowly feeling his right hand start to relax under Kurt's touch, "They come in with notes from their parents excusing them from class. I think it's a little bit ridiculous, but a client is a client. And some of these girls were coming all the way in from Westchester,"

"Wow, rich kids," Wes grinned, "Good for you Blaine, getting a name for yourself with the high end clients,"

"Yeah, and now they've all started bringing in their boyfriends because they see my award hanging on the wall from the show back in October, so while their colour is processing, I'm cutting their boyfriends hair. Which is why my hands are dead," Blaine sighed.

"At least they have boyfriends and they're not asking you to prom," Wes supplied with a laugh.

"Oh no," Blaine began, "I had three invitations to prom today,"

"What?" Kurt asked, laughing along with Wes.

"Yep, three separate girls each asked me to their prom today,"

"What did you say?" Kurt asked, sounding intrigued.

"I told them that I was very flattered at their offer, but didn't think that my boyfriend would approve of me going out with an eighteen year old,"

"You got that right," Kurt nodded with a grin, "But that's kind of cute though, I'd ask my hairdresser to prom,"

"I'm your hairdresser," Blaine replied with a puzzled expression.

"I know," Kurt replied with a sly grin as he moved in to kiss Blaine.

"Ok, it's been lovely boys, but I think that's my cue to leave," Wes said as he stood from his stool and moved around to hug both Blaine and Kurt, "It was good to see you both again, and remember to use protection," he laughed as he ran out of the kitchen, away from Blaine's swatting hand, "Goodbye lover boys," Wes called from the front door.

"Bye Wes," Kurt and Blaine replied in unison.

"How are your hands?" Kurt asked, while talking to Wes he had finished on Blaine's right and moved onto the left.

"So much better, thank you," he said as he leaned forwards to kiss Kurt again.

"You're very welcome. What about if we go and shower and I can get the rest of your back for you?" Kurt asked with a wink.

"Sound perfect," Blaine grinned as he took Kurt's hand and followed him back to their bathroom.