He came back.

69 Days Until Kurt's Wedding

Blaine twisted his copy of Sky Mall ,strongly regretting this trip. For the past month, he'd been trying to stop his feelings for Kurt all together. But as Kurt gradually fell asleep in his plane seat, Blaine watched as his friend's head fell onto his shoulder and realized that whatever distance he'd put between them hadn't done a thing. He still loved Kurt.

Things changed in a month. One minute he's crumpled up in Kurt's hallway, listening to his friend talk about how Blaine's his home, and the next he's avoiding Kurt's calls and texts, never accepting plans to hang out. The guilt left this constant ache that was hard for Blaine to ignore.

He stopped thinking about Eddie. Blaine couldn't decide if losing Kurt was affecting him more. He didn't want to admit that this was worse, that losing Kurt would be one of the worse things he'd ever endure. He was doing it to be a good friend though.

The days slowly crept by until one week ago when Blaine made the mistake of going home after work.

He rounded the corner of his hallway, and suddenly saw someone sitting in front of his door. As he inched closer, he knew it was Kurt and was thinking of different escape scenarios. His feet had their own agenda though and were moving without command.

"I've been waiting here for six hours," Kurt said irritated as Blaine approached. He must have seen apprehension in Blaine's eyes because he added, "The least you could give me in six minutes."

"What are you doing here?" Blaine asked, unlocking his apartment door.

"On the off-day, I sit outside your apartment, waiting for you."

"Why?" Blaine said as if that was one of the most irrational things he's ever heard.

"Because my best friend checked out of our friendship without giving me any warning at all, and I don't handle rejection well," Kurt said gruffly.

Blaine wouldn't look at Kurt who stood in the middle of the living room with his arms crossed.

"I'm sorry…"

Kurt made a disgusted noise. "You're sorry?" he exclaimed.

"What else is there to say?" Blaine muttered, pulling a water from the fridge.

Kurt marched across the threshold, gripped Blaine's arm, spun him around, took the water, chucked it across the living room, and began yelling.

"You could say what I did to make you hate me! Or why you've been ignoring me for a month! Blaine, if I didn't come and force you to talk, would you have come to me? What if I was too mad at you and said it was too late? Would you even care or fight? What did I do to make you give up on me?"

Kurt was crying, and Blaine's insides were combusting.

Good. That's what Blaine deserved. He had been selfishly narrow-minded and only thought of himself when he chose to distant himself from Kurt.

In his head, he answered the questions simply, I'm forcing myself to stop loving you so I could be just your friend again.

"At least this is making Alek happy," Kurt said bitterly.

And although that's what Blaine wanted, a jolt of anger zipped up his spin, making his head heavy.

"Kurt, I'm sorry. Things aren't want they used to be," Blaine mumbled.

Kurt stated at him, eyes wide open, swimming with tears. "Blaine, you're going to keep talking until I accept your apology."

Kurt crossed his arms and waited. Blaine sighed.

The half-truths just poured out of his mouth. "What Alek though… I just, I didn't want to ever make you two fight like that again. I figured, if I kept away from you long enough, Alek would change his mind about me. I was selfish. I never thought about what you'd think. I never thought about patching things up. I just assumed we'd be okay. If you hadn't come, I don't know what would have happened, when I would have come back. Just the thought of losing you, Kurt…"

Kurt flung forward, wrapping his arms around Blaine. They both held on as if this was the last time they'd get to do this. Blaine's heart wailed against his chest, and he was surprised that Kurt didn't bounce from the rhythm.

On the plane, Blaine gave up about ten minutes ago on caring what the people around him thought. He just watched Kurt, how his chest rose and fell, how his eyelashes sat gently on his cheeks, how soft his lips looked. When Blaine made an effort to remove his eyes, he'd find something else of Kurt's to interest him.

How didn't I notice him before? And why is everything I'm noticing seem brand new to me? Blaine thought, as Kurt's eyes shifted under his lids.

Blaine wanted Kurt to stay asleep. If he was awake, he'd be thinking about the fight he had with Alek the other night.

Alek assumed he was Kurt's other plane ticket, but that seat was reserved for Blaine. Kurt wanted to make up for the time they'd lost in that month apart, and Alek had a fit. Again, a fight Blaine had caused. Kurt told Alek he needed space and was making an effort in not checking his phone.

Eventually, the plane landed and Blaine had to wake Kurt. He was groggy but was relatively pleased to see Blaine's face staring down at him.

The day got better when Kurt saw his family.

66 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – Kurt

Kurt filled his old living room with dioramas, posters, and samples that made his house look like an art studio. His dad and Carole were perched on the couch, eyes flitting over his wedding ideas.

He slapped his pointer against the palm of his other hand. "…and with the white, the colors will just pop! How dreamy is this turning out?"

His father smiled. "I remember when you were in 1st grade, and you'd have ceremonies for your Power Rangers. This definitely tops those."

Kurt looked pleased, bobbing in place. "I guess I've picked up a few things along the way."

"Kurt, honey, this wedding's going to be wonderful," Carole said, standing up to pull Kurt into a hug, kissing his forehead. "You should go into business doing this. Save Finn from his plans of getting married on a football field in the middle of winter…save us all."

Kurt laughed. His step-brother would think up something that incomprehensible.

"I'll go start on lunch. Are you two hungry?" Carole asked. When both men nodded, she walked off.

"Kurt, sit with me, would you?" his dad said gingerly. Kurt apprehensively took a seat. "I need to talk to you about something, well…someone."

Kurt looked puzzled.

66 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – Blaine

Blaine looked around the Lima Bean with a grin on his face.

"God, I haven't been here in a while!" Blaine said, eyes wide. The Lima Bean was the only coffee shop between Westerville and Lima, so he and Kurt would always make summer coffee runs here. It's been almost two years.

"I never drink coffee, but it was either this or Breadstix, and my mom would gut us if we didn't eat at home," Finn said, studying the drink menu carefully. "She misses cooking for Kurt and I. I don't know why. I hate cooking. I burn everything, seriously. Once I set the fridge temperature too high, and it froze our milk, so I microwaved a huge frozen chunk with my cereal, and it exploded."

Blaine stifled a laugh. He'd only met Finn a handful of times over the summer when he'd visit Kurt. Finn was Quarterback for Ohio State and was on Spring Break right now. Kurt shooed them out of the house, insisting that if they don't plan the Bachelor Party now, they'll never throw one. As hard as it was to admit (or not admit), if Kurt's bachelor party reflected Blaine's at all, he'd gouge his own eyes out.

Kurt didn't go because he wasn't in the bridal party, but Blaine told him his brother (which actually means his parents) planned for them to have a weekend at a winery. It was calm and relaxing apparently but got tedious. Chad, his thirteen year old brother, couldn't even go. He wasn't old enough.

"So, what do gay guys do at bachelor parties?" Finn asked nonchalant.

"The same thing as straight guys, I suppose," Blaine answered, taking his medium drop to their table by the window.

"So, strippers and alcohol?"

Blaine cringed. "I guess. This is going to be so awkward."

Finn sipped at his drink, looking away from Blaine. "Yeah, especially since you're in love with my brother."

Blaine choked.

66 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – Kurt

"Someone?" Kurt asked, picking at the fabric on his pants.

"I'm just concerned," his dad said, leaning in so not to talk loudly, "as to why Blaine is here and Alek isn't."

Kurt bit his lip. "I had fights with both of them."

"And you chose Blaine?"

Kurt couldn't help but feel angry. "Don't say that!" he spat. When Kurt realized how shocked and confused his dad looked, he rambled, "I'm sorry. It's just…Alek thinks I have something going on with Blaine, and Blaine doesn't want to come between us, so he's been distant, and Alek is being clingy, and I just needed a break from him and time to patch things up with Blaine."

Kurt's dad hesitated but eventually said, "Maybe Alek has a point."

Kurt gasped, standing up. "Are you serious?"

His dad looked really guilty, however, stated, "I mean, you told me you had feelings for Blaine in college."

"That was in college! What are you saying?"

"I'm just saying…I just saying that maybe they haven't gone away," he said simply.

"Dad, I wouldn't be marrying another guy if I loved someone else. I've been over Blaine for years! He's my best friend. He's important to me."

"More important than Alek?"

Kurt crossed his arms and started to pace. "He…is. Kinda. He's my best friend, dad! I'm not choosing!"

"I'm not telling you, you should, but you marry your best friend – usually. Your husband becomes your best friend."

"Dad, I don't understand why you're telling me this. Are you talking me out of marrying Alek? I've been with him for three years!" Kurt said frustrated.

"I just don't want you to settle."

"I'm not settling. I love Alek. I don't love Blaine, and even if I did, he doesn't love me."

There was a long pause, and Kurt assumed the conversation was over. He whipped around and started collecting his things.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," his dad muttered, and Kurt's mouth fell open.

He was about to ask his father to elaborate when his cell rang, catching him by surprise.

66 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – Blaine

Blaine wiped at the coffee dripping down his chin, staring unbelievingly at Finn.

"What?" Blaine gasped.

"Exactly," Finn bragged.

"No," Blaine stated, putting his drink down completely, "what do you mean that I love him?"

Finn smiled. "You love him. You're in love with him. You want to make little Kurt babies and grow up in a big house with a white picket fence. You love my brother."

"I don't love your brother," Blaine said firmly.

"Okay, maybe you didn't always love him, but you love him now. Come on. You can't look at Kurt the way you do and not love him. Does he know?"

Blaine wished he'd have actually died chocking on the coffee. This was painful.

"I-I-erm, I didn't-"

"It's cool, dude. I won't say anything. You don't even have to admit it to me," Finn responded. "It must be hard…hypothetically loving my brother."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "It just happened," he confessed quietly, sipping at his drink sheepishly.

A huge smile rolled across Finn's face. "Kurt was so into you at one point. Why didn't you go for it then?"

Blaine didn't like thinking about that because, yes, why didn't he 'go for it then'? Things would be a lot simpler, if a) he realized Kurt had feelings for him and b) he realized he had feelings for Kurt.

"I was with Eddie for the longest time," Blaine admitted regrettably.

"Oh right, you were gonna marry that dude. Would you be married to him now if he didn't bail?" Finn asked easily.

Blaine thought about it for a second. This wasn't something he'd ever thought about.

"I guess," he said finally. "I'd be married and still never have realized how I've always loved Kurt."

"Always, huh?"

"Even before I knew Eddie and Kurt knew Alek, yeah."

Finn screwed up his face, thoughtful. "Why didn't you try dating? There must have been a spark, some idea of going on one little date."

Blaine shrugged, sucking in a breath. Leaning against the table, looking up at the ceiling, he answered, "Relationships are so unstable to me. I just wanted to have Kurt around as long as I could. I didn't want to screw up something good."

Finn said sadly, "You could have had something great."

Blaine slumped a little. "Could have, yeah."

66 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – Kurt

"Hey, Kurt, listen. Don't hang up, okay. I know you want your space and stuff, but something happened…"

Alek sounded remorseful. Kurt gulped. "What happened?"

Alek took a deep sigh. "Eddie. It's Eddie."

"Eddie? What… did something happen? Is he hurt? Oh my-"

"No, Kurt, no," Alek said abruptly. "He came back."

He came back? He came back. No…