If you hear something late at night,

some kind of trouble some kind of fight

Just don't ask me what it was,

Just don't ask me what it was,

Just don't ask me what it was.

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Summer 2019

Kurt adjusted the flower on his lapel, hands shaking with nerves. He'd been planning this day for the past year, and it was finally here. Mercedes came up behind him, adjusting her pale gold bridesmaid dress. Catching a sight of Kurt, she let out a low whistle.

"Damn, white boy! You scrub up good!"

Kurt blushed, wrapping his arms around Mercedes' waist, being careful not to mess up either of their hair.

"Thanks boo. I'm glad I chose you to be my Maid of Honour; that dress looks incredible on you."

Rachel entered the room in the same dress as Mercedes, holding Melody to her side. Melody was wearing a miniature version of the same dress, with a tiny daisy clip in her hair.

"Melody looks adorable!" Mercedes cooed, flocking to Rachel's side.

"Kurt I can't believe you designed these dresses! They are gorgeous." Rachel complimented, earning a blush from Kurt in return.

In the past year, Kurt's fashion brand had rocketed in popularity. It seemed everyone was wearing a Warbler item of clothing. Recently, an A list actress had been seen wearing a Warbler evening gown at the Oscars and everything had gone uphill since then. Blaine's album was also a complete success. It was released the previous October and had gone Gold by April. Blaine's songs were constantly being played on the radio and he'd done a few gigs around New York in the build up to the wedding. Kurt had never been so proud.

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In the other dressing room, Louise was helping Blaine adjust his tie, before patting it gently.

"You look gorgeous, sweetie."

Blaine pulled his sister into a bone-crushing hug, tears streaming down his face. Louise pulled back, concern etched on her face.

"What's the matter?"

Blaine shook his head. "Nothing. I'm just… So happy."

Louise laughed, hugging him again. Amelia knocked on the door, pushing it open and gasping when she saw her son.

"Darling! You look incredible! But there is one thing missing."

Amelia bustled over to her son, fixing a small lily onto his lapel before kissing his cheek.

"Now you look perfect."

Blaine blushed, hugging Amelia. "Thanks Mom."

Louise joined in the hug, giggling like a little girl with her Mom and brother. A knock at the door pulled them out of their moment.

"Come in."

The door pushed open awkwardly and there stood Adam, shifting awkwardly in his suit.

"Hey Blaine."

Blaine looked his brother up and down.

"Nice suit. I'm glad you came."

"Me too."

An awkward silence set over the room, before Louise stepped over to her older brother, a hand stretched out.

"Adam… I'm sorry I punched you."

Adam laughed, taking Louise's hand.

"I deserved it."

"No argument there."

Adam laughed, hugging his sister and stepping towards his Mom, his arms stretched out.

"Mom, I completely deserved everything you said to me. I was selfish and heartless, and it's one of the things I regret the most. I'm so happy for you and Kurt, Blaine," he said, addressing his brother, "and I really hope that you can all forgive me."

There was silence for a moment, before Blaine stepped forward.

"Kurt forgave you a long time ago, and I think I'm ready to as well. I mean, you came to my wedding for Gods sake; if that doesn't show how much you support me and Kurt, nothing does."

He pulled his brother into a hug, which was soon joined by Amelia and Louise. Their family was restored, save for Blaine's dad (who, to be honest, was a lost cause).

Now all Blaine had to focus on was his wedding, and he couldn't wait to be Mr Hummel Anderson.

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Becky appeared around Kurt's dressing room door, a headset trailing down the back of the same dress as the other bridesmaids.

"You guys nearly ready?"

Kurt nodded, feeling his heart beating faster than normal. He'd spent months planning the wedding, and couldn't wait to see it. Becky and Mercedes had led him into the dressing room with a blindfold on so he couldn't see it, but judging from the gasps his friends had emitted as they led him through, it looked pretty awesome.

Becky stepped up behind Kurt, brushing invisible lint off his shoulders and arms like a mother hen. She lent towards him, whispering in his ear.

"You ok sweetie?"

Kurt nodded. "I'm nervous, but I can't wait to be Mr Hummel Anderson."

Becky smiled a watery smile, before pulling Kurt into a hug. "I'm so happy for you sweetie."

Kurt laughed, feeling tears prick up in his eyes. "Don't make me cry yet!"

Becky laughed and let him go, going to check on everyone else. A knock on the door alerted him to his brother's presence.

"Hey Finn, aren't you supposed to be getting ready with Blaine?"

Finn, like Rachel, had Christopher with him, in a matching suit to his own. "I was, but I wanted to see how my little brother was."

"I'm fine, Finn. I can't wait."

Becky came up behind the brothers, talking into her headset. She turned to Kurt, a smile on her face.

"Time to go, Kurt."

Kurt nodded as Finn and Christopher made their way back to Blaine's dressing room. Kurt took a deep breath and swung open the door, heading down the corridor with his bridesmaids in succession. Burt stood at the end of the corridor, smiling at his son. As Kurt reached him, he saw the tears of joy in his eyes.

"You look great, kiddo. I'm so proud of you. Your Mom would have loved to be here."

Kurt struggled to hold back his tears. "Thanks Dad."

He took Burt's arm and they made their way towards the ballroom of the Plaza.

Becky pushed the doors open and Kurt gasped in surprise. The room looked incredible. Soft chairs formed an aisle down the centre of the room, and white lilies hung off an arch at the start of it. Lilies also hung off the edge of every chair, and candles were situated in the corners of the room. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling, dimly illuminating the room. An orchestra was situated at the end of the aisle all in white, next to the Vicar and Blaine.

Kurt almost gasped when he saw Blaine. His hair was slicked back, but not as much as when he was in high school. His suit fit him perfectly, hugging his muscles, and his deep blue tie brought out the hazel in his eyes. The music began to play and Kurt made his way down the aisle, gripping his father's arm tightly.

As the music began to play, Blaine spun round and looked straight at Kurt, feeling his heart beat even faster. Kurt looked gorgeous. His suit was simply black and white, yet it suited him impeccably. His hair was quiffed back, but looked soft and smooth. Blaine couldn't help the grin that broke out on his face; this man was going to be his husband. He was the luckiest guy alive.

Kurt reached the end of the aisle and released his dad's arm, smiling warmly at him. Burt looked like he might burst into tears at any minute. Kurt walked up the steps towards Blaine, taking his hand and squeezing it gently. Blaine squeezed back, a grin filling his entire face.

"I love you." Blaine whispered, lighting up Kurt's entire face.

"I love you too." They both turned to the Vicar, who was smiling encouragingly at them.

"Let us begin."

The service began and soon they were at the vows. Blaine stepped forward first, taking Kurt's hands in his own.

"Kurt, when we first met, I knew you were special. Your face lit up the room, and your smile made everyone smile too, especially me. The first time I heard you sing cemented the fact in my mind; you were beautiful and witty and smart. I wish it didn't take me 5 months to realize just how much you meant to me, but I'm so happy I did. Because, without you, I wouldn't be half as happy as I am today. You are part of me now, and without you, I wouldn't be whole, as clich� as that sounds. I love you so much, and I can't wait to be your husband."

Kurt wiped the tears from his cheeks and began his vows.

"Blaine, I know there is no such thing as the perfect person, and that everyone has some flaw or other, even though it took me months to find just one in you. What you consider your flaws, I consider some of the best things about you. The way your hair never quite does what you want it to, how whenever you attempt to make me dinner, you end up nearly burning down our apartment, how, after all these years away from Dalton, you still wear a considerably large amount of red and navy blue. But all these things make you who you are; the Blaine Anderson that I love with all my heart. I lost a year of my life when I wasn't with you, and it felt like I wasn't really living, I was just… coping. I'm so grateful that you're back in my life, because I need you more than I need designer clothes. I love you."

Blaine laughed, placing a kiss on Kurt's cheek. The service ended as Finn gave the two the rings, which slid perfectly into place.

"You may now kiss each other."

Kurt grabbed Blaine's tie, pulling him into a passionate kiss. The guests erupted into cheers and applause, and Kurt hugged all his bridesmaids. He was now Mr Hummel Anderson, and had never been happier in his entire life.

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"We now ask the newlyweds on the dance floor for their first dance as husband and husband."

Kurt and Blaine took each other's hands, leading each other onto the dance floor. A slow version of Teenage Dream began to play, and Kurt burst out laughing.

"I knew I shouldn't have let you pick our first song."

Blaine grinned cheekily.

"You love it really."

Kurt placed his head on his husband's shoulder as they moved in time to the music, in their own bubble. As husband and husband, they would now face everything together, the highs and the lows, from homophobic comments to their first child. They would never be alone anymore.

The song drew to a close and the guests applauded the couple as they went back to their seats. Burt stood up, tapping his champagne glass with a spoon, creating silence in the room.

"I've known that Kurt was gay since his 3rd birthday, when he asked for a pair of sensible heels. Most parents would have been shocked, but that was just Kurt. He was unique, and still is. When Kurt first introduced me to Blaine, I thought that he'd never be good enough for my son. I mean, that's what every parent thinks, right? But I think we must have found a diamond in the rough with Blaine, because he was, and is, everything I could hope for for Kurt. He's dapper, and a gentleman, and I can see that he loves Kurt with all his heart. He is like a son to me now, and I hope that these two have a life of love and happiness. To Kurt and Blaine!"

The guests echoed his toast and drank their champagne, making conversation amongst themselves. Kurt and Blaine began to make their way around the room, chatting with their guests.

Mike and Tina had brought their children with them, and they were just as adorable as Kurt had thought. The eldest one, who was only 2, could tap dance better than Blaine could possibly ever imagine. Quinn and Sam had also brought their 6-month-old baby Angelica too, and she looked just like a model baby. With Quinn and Sam as parents, Kurt wasn't surprised; he bet she'd look just like a Barbie when she's older.

Blaine had also invited Wes and David, who he'd kept in contact with all this time. David was actually happier than Blaine had ever seen him. He and Mercedes had met in a coffee shop in Jersey the previous Christmas, and had just moved in together. Kurt was quite proud of the fact that he had said to Blaine the entire time that they would be perfect together. Wes was married and working as a lawyer; he'd done very well for himself, just like they knew he would. He apparently still had a fetish for gavels, something they knew he'd never shake.

Out of the corner of his eye, Kurt saw Puck chatting up Becky, who appeared to be hanging off his every word. He hoped that, this time, Puck would be kind and caring. Becky deserved a nice guy, and Puck needed someone to bring him down a peg or two.

By the time they'd made their way around, it was nearly midnight, and the party appeared to be winding down slightly. Rachel and Finn had said their goodbyes, both Melody and Christopher hanging in their arms, flat out. Tina and Mike had also gone as well as Santana and Brittany, as they all had to make their way back home the next day.

Kurt and Blaine made their way back to their seats, practically collapsing with exhaustion. Kurt leant into Blaine, resting his head on his shoulder.

"Have you had a good day?"

"This has been the best day of my entire life." Blaine placed a soft kiss on Kurt's head. "You planned this perfectly."

"Hey, you helped!" Kurt protested.

"Sweetie, it was perfect. I can't believe we're married."

"Me neither. I've never been so happy in my entire life."

Blaine placed a kiss on Kurt's lips, hugging him tightly. Kurt checked his watch.

"The car will be here soon to take us to the airport."

Blaine grinned happily. He'd let Kurt plan the wedding, but the honeymoon was all his idea, and Kurt had no clue where they were going. They were spending 5 days in Paris, before heading to London for 5 days. Neither had been to either country before, and Blaine couldn't wait to see Kurt's face when he found out where they were going.

Soon, it was time for the couple to leave. Kurt hugged his dad tightly, saying his goodbyes to the rest of his family, before thanking the rest of his guests for being there too. He headed over to Louise, placing a kiss on her cheek. She turned to look at him, tears in her eyes.

"Keep an eye on my baby brother for me."

"I will." Kurt promised, before pulling Louise into a hug. She laughed, releasing him and pushing him in the direction of Blaine.

"Go and have fun with your husband." She winked, waving them goodbye. Blaine turned to his husband.

"Ready to go?"

Kurt nodded, taking Blaine's hand and heading towards the car. Blaine opened the door for his husband and ushered him inside, Kurt laughing at his dapperness. The car sped off in the direction of the airport, and Blaine squeezed his husband's hand tightly, Kurt squeezing back.

It was the first day of the rest of their lives, and they couldn't wait to spend it together.