"You're the most important person to me."

181 Day's Until Blaine's Wedding– 11:03 AM

Every time Blaine saw a wedding magazine, he'd buy it. So, when Kurt walked into Blaine's apartment and saw a huge stack of magazines on the coffee table, Kurt laughed.

"I went out to like sixteen different stores and got every single wedding-ish magazine I saw!" Blaine said quickly as Kurt picked through the stack.

"You have two copies of Confetti," Kurt said, holding them up side-by-side.

"I also bought like four magazines dedicated to wedding dresses. I should have been supervised."

"Did you two pick a date?" Kurt asked, flipping through Wedding Bells.

"January 7th."

"2012?"

"Yes," Blaine answered hesitantly.

"That's in a few months! That's crazy! How are you going to plan a wedding that fast?"

Something that Blaine hadn't done in a while was genuinely smile – he's been too anxious – but right now, he was smiling at Kurt.

"Remember those nights in our dorm room when we'd stay up for hours flipping through wedding magazines, talking about our big days? You told me you planned your father and step-mother's wedding in less than two weeks. Do you remember?"

Kurt flopped down next to Blaine on the couch. "Of course I remember. I'm a pro at this stuff. It's like required to be in fashion."

"Exactly! And when it comes to wedding music and songs, I'm a pro. I'll just need help with…everything else," Blaine admitted.

"Eddie's not-"

"Eddie's family is paying for the wedding, but I get to do anything I want with planning. Please, he's an accounting major with no other skills," Blaine laughed.

"I'll help," Kurt said nonchalant, but Blaine knew he was brainstorming about color schemes, flowers, venues, and all that other good stuff.

Blaine hugged Kurt quickly then said, "This is why you're going to be a great best man!"

Kurt's mouth dropped open. He tried to hide how excited he was. He was relatively good too, but he couldn't hide his smile.

151 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – 6:32 PM

Blaine couldn't help but laugh at Kurt. He was standing on a chair, digging through the top shelf of his bedroom closet, looking for his wedding scrapbooks.

"Why does Alek have all of his crap up here? This is my closet!" Kurt grunted, tossing down a stack of swim trunks and a box that made a really loud rattle when it hit the floor. "Found them!"

Kurt jumped off the chair and walked over to his bed, where Blaine was laying casually. He dropped the huge books he'd been carrying at Blaine's feet before sitting down.

"I've planned out at least fourteen different weddings in these little treasures," Kurt confessed.

He opened the first. It was thick with little clippings inching their way out of every side. It gave a loud creak as Kurt turned over the cover, which meant he hadn't opened it in years.

"This one can't be new, but I've never seen it before," Blaine said, leaning over the book.

"I never showed you these. I've been making wedding books since I was twelve."

Blaine looked down at the decorated pages crowded with pictures and sketches, some even had dried flowers. Blaine's eyes rose to look at Kurt's face. Kurt was smiling, obviously remembering when he'd put the book together.

Kurt closed his eyes, putting the pictures the book displayed into one fantasy ceremony in his mind. Blaine's eyes never dropped. It was as if he was trying to look into Kurt's brain, to see what he saw.

"How am I going to choose?" Kurt said, mostly to himself.

Blaine forced himself to focus on the book between them.

"Talk it over with Alek, see what he wants, and then-"

"No," Kurt interrupted, "Alek doesn't care. He said I had full creative control."

Blaine abruptly leaned back against the pillows, holding his legs to his chest. Kurt picked his head up. Oh.

"Make sure you get that in writing," Blaine muttered. "But then again, Alek's not Eddie so he probably means what he says."

Kurt shut the book and crawled towards Blaine, sitting beside him.

"Alek and I are paying for the wedding together, so he can't use the 'I'm paying for the wedding, so it's my choice ultimately,' excuse that Eddie kept using on you."

"I just wish I'd have some say in my wedding," Blaine said, tilting his head back so he was staring at the ceiling. "I wish you'd have been my best man."

Kurt slipped down the pillows and tucked his arm behind Blaine's lower back. He lowered his head until it was resting on Blaine's stomach. His other hand knotted in his friend's sweater. Blaine's arms automatically found their way around Kurt.

181 Day's Until Blaine's Wedding– 3:19 PM

Blaine ended his current call and slid his phone across the living room, far away from himself. He leaned against Eddie's shins. From his seat on the couch, Eddie started to massage Blaine's shoulders.

"What's the problem?" Eddie asked.

"It was my mother," Blaine said, shaking his head, and then added, "then my father."

"And?"

"They're making me have my little brother be my best man."

"That's not the end of the world," Eddie insisted.

Blaine groaned. "He's thirteen! He's not going to help with anything! How's he going to plan a bachelor party? I don't even want him to come to the bachelor party because he's so young!" Blaine ranted. "I wanted Kurt to be my best man."

The hands gripping Blaine's shoulders released, and Blaine felt Eddie drag his arms past his head until they were in front of him and Eddie's chin was resting on Blaine's shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Blaine," Eddie said sympathetically.

Blaine sighed. "It's fine. At least Kurt can be one of my groomsmen." Eddie hastily pulled away. "Eddie?"

"About that…"

"About what? Kurt will be a groomsman. That's not even a question."

"I was talking to my parents, and they thought it'd be smart to not go crazy with the bridal party."

"What does that even mean?" Blaine questioned, spinning around to look at Eddie.

"Well, with my three brothers and one sister, we need to be able to have an even number of girls to boys. As of right now, we have to find three more girls."

"Why does that even matter?"

"My parents-"

"I don't care what your parents want, Eddie. Kurt's in the wedding."

Eddie stood up. Without even looking at Blaine, he said, "They're paying for the wedding."

Blaine buried his face in his knees.

"Blaine, maybe we can figure something out. Maybe Kurt won't care if we can't," Eddie said, his voice more relaxed.

Blaine didn't pick up his head. It actually felt a headache coming on.

151 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – 6:39 PM

"Be mine," Kurt whispered against Blaine's stomach.

"Be your what?" Blaine asked, fingering through Kurt's hair.

"My best man."

"What about Finn?" Blaine pointed out.

Kurt tilted his head up to look at his friend. "When I think about whom I want to be my best man, Blaine, there's no question in my head. You're the most important person to me – aside from my dad."

Blaine pulled himself up. Before Kurt could unravel himself from Blaine, he held him tight in an embrace.

"Of course I'll be your best man, Kurt."

181 Day's Until Blaine's Wedding– 4:02 PM

"No, no, I understand, Blaine. It's fine. Stop saying sorry. I believe that you are, Blaine. Okay. Okay, I'm going to hang up now. I know you're sorry. It's fine. Okay. All right. Bye. Bye!"

Kurt slide his phone shut. His pressed it to his lips without thinking, gazing off into space.

Kurt was so excited to be Blaine's best man and Eddie's and Blaine's parents ripped that from him. It wasn't anyone's fault. He had to stop trying to place blame. It still sucked though.

Placing his phone on the table, he got back to what he was doing before he got Blaine's phone call. He picked up the scissors and tangled his fingers in some decorative ribbon before realizing he had his hands on the wrong two things. Dropping both, Kurt cupped his chin in his palm and just stared down at the design scrapbook he'd been working on with a lot less luster.

151 Days Until Kurt's Wedding – 6:42 PM

"I think I'm slowly drying of thirst. Want me to get you anything?" Blaine asked, pulling away from Kurt.

Kurt only smiled and shook his head. He piled the scrapbooks on top of each other and made his way to the closet. He wouldn't be needing any of these books to plan his wedding.

Storing away the scrapbook, his fingers found the one sitting alone on the top shelf he'd purposefully left up there. It was the newest, the most organized.

It was the one he made for Blaine.

Opening it, Kurt didn't realize he was taking his first real look at his own wedding's design.