"So... June sixteenth...." Blaine drawls from where he is lying across our bed as I finish my moisturising routine at the vanity. He rolls onto his stomach and props his head up in his hands, watching intently as my ring sparkles in the soft glow from the lamp.

"What about it?" I ask, pausing my fingers on the bridge of my nose to watch him.

"Its the day we first met...." He shrugs with a warm smile as I trace my thumb across the five diamonds placed in the centre of my band, which of course causes me to smile like an idiot for no reason. Except the fact that I have someone who loves me, which really is the best reason.

"I know that! Like Id ever forget....you looked so cute in your dungarees! And your eyes were all puffy because Cooper had thrown a slug at you..." I giggle as he shivers at the memory. Slugs have been his biggest fear ever since that day.

"I want us to get married on that day...." He stated simply as I blink a couple of times, trying to comprehend just how he thinks that is even going to be possible.

"Blaine thats....." I shake my head, "thats only six months away......" I spin on my stool to face him.

"Oh! No I mean next year! Thats plenty of time to throw the perfect Hummel-Anderson wedding...." He wiggles his eyebrows at me. "Or Anderson - Hummel....totally up to you!"

"I just- I thought we werent talking about this till after Christmas...."

"But we dont have to really...it just means we have a date to aim at once we are all depressed after New Year comes and goes..." I walk over and sit down beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, when he flops flat on the bed reaching underneath for some unknown treasure. After a couple of muffled moans he pops up onto his knees with a small binder triumphantly held above his head.

"This is for you!" He hands it over with a flourish and I run my hands across the emblazoned front cover reading: K & B wedding, June 16th. "I found this awesome blog that shows you everything you need to do in blocks leading up to the wedding....I printed it all up and made you a checklist and even left blank pages for samples so it can become a scrap book or something....this is really cheesy.... Ill just bin it!" He yelps, trying to pry the book out of my grip but I still his hands with my own.

"This is amazing! And such a turn on!" I breathe excitedly beside him.

"Organisation?" He frowns in my direction and I bump my shoulder against him.

"No you dork! That you have really thought about this, and made this for us to look at in the future. Its really....God it just makes me love you even more!" I lean in and press my lips to his softly before rubbing our noses together.

"So what do you say?" Blaine looks wide eyed and innocent and a little terrified at the same time.

"Choose a date...check!" I draw an invisible tick with my finger in the air before Blaines lips claim mine. "Wait...wait..."

"What?" Blaine literally whines. "If you say no sex till the wedding Ill kill myself!"

"Over dramatic much? I just want to put the binder in the living room so it cant see what we are going to do...." I move to stand up.

"Its not got eyes....just shove it under the bed and then shove yourself into me?" Blaine pleads, trying to pull the book from my hands.

"Blaine! Not only is that the most vulgar thing you have ever said to me, but this binder is like our bible till we say...I do, hell yeah, forever, always, or however we decide to say it on the day! It will not be anywhere near the bed where you always cum on the furniture...." I stand further away from him and dare him to test me.

"Okay....think I love that binder idea a little less now...." He flops backwards to starfish on the mattress, kicking his legs a little for emphasis, in a sulk.

"Insult the binder and the only ride you will be getting before the big day is the subway into the city....." I spin out of the room hearing very loud apologies being made at my retreating back.

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"Okay so you chose a date. Whos going to be what in the wedding party?" Santana watches us over her mug of coffee the next morning. "If you say Rachel the artist formerly known as Berry Hudson has a more important part than me I will literally kick you both in the nads!" She darts her gaze between us and Blaine puts his hand down to protect his crotch.

"We dont know any of that yet.....but you will be a big part of it of course.....you can even wear a Hummel original dress?" I sing at her as Blaine stays stock still, silently protecting his crotch. "Blaine stop touching yourself under the table." I dig my foot into his shin releasing a small squeak from his mouth.

"Wanky......."Santana smirks at him, "but can you please not get any more of your liquids in the kitchen! I hate trying to eat breakfast and seeing your ass print on the table... Oh please can I tell Abercrombie? You know he will cry!"

"If you want to make him cry then feel free...." I wave my hand at the phone on the table and she squeals in excitement before picking it up and dialling Dales number.

"Dale? Its Tana! Guess what?.......No thats not going to happen.....Because I dont like cock......Well dont put me on speaker phone while my little bug is around.......Well lucky for children everywhere Im not reproducing anytime soon!....................What? How is that even a question?.........Anyway shut up! My two favourite gays have set a date!...........Well you guys are still my second favourites..........Because Ive known them longer........Well Kurt makes me clothes........ You are missing the main point!................" She dragged the phone away from her ear and rolled her eyes in disgust as three very loud screams came from the handset. "Okay have you finished?........June 16th!...No the year after........I dont know!................Because I didnt ask!.........Fine!" She looked towards me and Blaine. "Dale says can he be your best man?..............Dale he shrugged his shoulders.......Well maybe he knows Ill throw a better bachelor party........Because I threw yours and you didnt complain about the stripper........Oh bite me! Love you bug! You too Jake and Beau!" She slumped back down into her chair smiling broadly.

"Did you really have to wind him up that much? You know hell probably be my best man...." I sigh at her as she moves to pour her now cold coffee down the sink.

"Please! You know fine well if you want a party done right you have to let me throw it. Not daddy day care!" Santana snorted banging around behind me.

"About that..." Blaine starts but she rounds on him before he could get anything else out.

"Oh no! Dont you dare say I dont get to throw my gay BFF a bachelor party! Its like every hags rite of passage....that and slutty baby shower sex...."

"Thats not a real thing!" I scream at her as Blaine gets up and heads out of the room.

"Well why did I have it then, huh?" She smiles, flipping her hair out of its bun.

"Because you have no moral code and I cant take you anywhere!" I moan, hitting my head down on to the table.

"Oh but you can! Please Kurt, let me be best woman?!" She whines from across the table and I rest up onto my chin, finding us nose to nose on the table. "I promise Ill help with everything! Even your crazy aunt Janis!" She blows air into my face and the smell of coffee spreads over my skin.

"Fine! But that means helping with invitations.....picking flowers....all the boring stuff too, not just the stripper!" Her hand slides alongside our faces and she wiggles her pinkie out in front of me. After a minute of hesitation I bring mine up to link with hers. "Deal!"

"Argh! Im going to call Rachel!" She screams, throwing the chair backwards with a clatter as she runs out the room. Blaine pops back in seconds later waving the book in his hand as he walks and sits back down beside me.

"What are you doing? No planning until after Christmas!" I scold as he slips it onto the table in front of me.

"I thought youd want to check off number one..." He shrugs, trailing a finger lightly along the back of my neck.

"And whats that?" I shudder in response as my body gravitates towards him.

"Call your dad to tell him we have a date..." He grins picking up his phone and handing it to me.

"You know hell cry right?" I laugh. "Then Ill cry and then you will cry and then we will be hysterical and all wound up ..."

"Good because I have plans for you after that phone call....Santana just went to Mayas..." He beams using the hand on my neck to twitch at my earlobe.

"Are we going to defile the kitchen again?" I ask, already feeling the tell-tale signs of arousal pulsing through my veins.

"You wont know unless you make that call..." He shrugs, moving away from me completely.

"Chain the front door!"

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"Kurt Hummel?" I hear him from the other side of the curtain before I see him and then they move, meaning his head pops in first followed by his body. "Oh my God! What happened to you?" Jakes jaw hangs open as Lydias squeals in excitement at having found me here.

"Did you come by yourself?" I ask bluntly, opening my arms for Lydia to be deposited on to my chest.

"Yes...and now I see why you were so secret agent..." He sits down in the chair beside the bed. "I just dont get why you called me?" Well that would take a bit of explaining.

It was the Tuesday after Christmas. We were all back in Lima for the holidays, split between my dads, the Berrys and the Anderson household. Jake however was currently staring at me in a hospital bed in the ER department after I had called him and told him to come alone. I knew why he was shocked. I would be too if I hadnt been there to witness how I got the black eye and broken hand that was now covered in a white cast.

"Okay, what Im about to tell you cant leave this room..."

"Oh! We are having a secret just between us?" He asks excitedly while I use my good hand to play with Lydias curls.

"Kat!" Lydia giggles, drooling on my cheek as she kisses it. She hadnt really got a handle on my name yet. I found it quite cute....It was her own way of joining our little nickname tribe.

"Yes! And its going to stay between us and this little cutie..." I smile, watching her poke at the wires (unnecessarily) attached to my body. "Can we say dont tell Uncle Blaine?"

"No!" She squeals, clapping her hands.

"I promise - wait, unless youre really sick... Are you really sick? Because then Im telling Blaine. He deserves to know...Oh my God youre not going to die are you?" Jake rambles and I find it highly amusing that a nurse is this panicked in a hospital.

"Morbid much? No Im not dying!" I sigh. "I just fractured a couple of bones in my hand." I explain, holding the cast up to show him.

"A couple? What the hell happened to you?! You were only going to the grocery store!" He yells.

"I maybe...no I definitely punched something..." I say vaguely and his jaw gapes open again.

"Something?"

"Or someone..."

"Kurt I gotta say Im a little surprised! I didnt think you were into violence..." Jake explains as Lydia moves onto trying to bite the cast, leaving tiny puncture wounds from what little teeth she has in her mouth.

"Im not!" I say in defence and then groan inwardly. "Well not usually, but this couldnt be helped."

"Who on Earth would annoy you enough for you to punch them in Lima?" He asks with a frown. "Beau, dont eat that!" Jake mutters pulling Lydia off of my cast, dangling her on to my knees before she ignores him completely and wriggles back into my arms.

"Ucky!" She spits a few white crumbs out of her mouth.

"Super yucky!" Jake answers with a smile before looking back at me. "Well who was it?"

"Sebastian....." I squeeze my eyes tight shut to avoid watching his face.

"Fuck!"

"Uck!" Lydia tries to copy his tone, making Jake slam his palm hard against his face.

"I think you need to start from the beginning, dont you?" He says from under his hand.

"Uck!" Lydia squeals, again clapping her hands.

"No honey! Kat see?" I say pointing to myself. "Uncle Kat!" She squeezes my face in her hands before trying to bite my nose.

"Ignore the cutest baby in the world and tell me what happened?" Jake pleads, pulling the chair in closer to my side.

"I was just driving along the street and then his arrogant grin caught my attention, falling out of a bar...I mean seriously who falls out of a bar at midday?! I promised myself I wasnt going to stop. He wasnt worth it I told myself, then next thing I knew I was pulled up beside him, he was grinning at me like he knew exactly what I was going to say. That pissed me off! He couldnt even apologise! He knew what he had done to Blaine and he just smiled. That made something snap inside me. I saw red and before I knew what was happening I had hit him square in the face sending him to the floor....I didnt even know I had that much strength...Now I know what Santana meant about her rage black outs! He managed to hit me in the face with his elbow and then staggered off and I came here..." I say, a little tearful at my actions. "My hand hurts pretty bad..."

"I cant believe you hit him! This is amazing!" Jake says excitedly. "Wait, but why the secrecy...Blaine wouldnt blame you for it..."

"Ive just never been so angry before...it was like my body had been taken over by someone else and I was just a witness to it all....I dont want Blaine to find out and it to knock him back...hes doing so well and finally letting all of this go..." I explain quickly, not really wanting to have to stay here any longer than I have to.

"Okay I wont say anything...but I dont think you have anything to be ashamed of! As much as we dont like violence you were only protecting your family. That doesnt make you a bad person....Also hiding it could hurt him more....How do you feel?" He asks, casting a worried glance to my arm.

"Sore but good....like I can finally put this in the past. I just want to go home and see Blaine." I sigh, feeling drained from the last few hours but happy at the thought of Blaine waiting for me at home with our family. "I know I need to tell him...but Ill wait until we are alone! I dont want dad to worry or tell me off for it. I dont plan on making this a lifestyle choice!"

"Okay! Ill go see about getting you signed out and then we can go..." He moves to leave before coming back to kiss my cheek. "Im glad you felt you could trust me with this..." And then hes gone to talk to the doctors.

When we get home I spin a slight lie about slamming my hand in the car door. To which nobody is surprised as apparently I can be a bit of a klutz and nothing more is said about the matter. Carole fusses over me, bringing endless biscuits and cups of coffee, insisting I not lift a finger until later that night when I trudge wearily to bed. Blaine follows minutes later and we both get undressed, climbing under the covers to lie facing each other with our forehead resting together. Blaine places the softest of kisses to my lips before looking me deep in the eyes.

"Thank you..." He smiles gently.

"What for?" I ask, not having a clue why Im getting thanked.

"Kurt I boxed for years...more to the point, trapping your hand in a car door doesnt explain the black eye or why you got Jake to come and get you instead of me." He states but he keeps smiling at me like I hold all the stars in the world.

"So youre thanking me?"

"Yes because I know that those injuries have come from a couple of punches...and I know there is only one person you would ever be angry enough with to do that...." He whispers coming closer to my lips again. "So thank you."

"Oh!" I really didnt think he would think anything of it, I suppose my tale hadnt really done the trick. "So youre not upset or anything?"

"Yes..."He says thoughtfully using a hand to play with my hair. "But only because you clearly never listen to anything I say....this?" He uses his other hand to pick up my cast. "Is what happens when you put your thumb inside your fist..." He places a soft kiss to the fingers poking out of the top of the cast and another to my lips.

"I didnt tell you because I didnt want it to hurt you....Im sorry! Do you want me to explain?" I whisper as he keeps his lips ghosting over mine.

"No I dont want to know what happened and dont be sorry. Its a very sexy thought you protecting me like that...." His breath tickles my face with every word.

"I punched him! Thats not a laughing matter..."

"I know its not ideal...but the fact that you fight for us...fight for me. It just makes me want you..." He uses his tongue to trace along my bottom lip, pulling a sigh of lust from my body.

"I love you..." I whisper into his mouth, trying to shuffle my body closer to him.

"I love you too....think you can stay quiet long enough?" He challenges me with a dirty laugh.

"Its you that will be threatened with the shot gun if dad hears..." I tease back, glancing down to his lips just there for the taking.

"Im willing to take that chance." And then his lips are on me again and everything else melts away.

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New Year had come and gone along with Landins eighth birthday, leaving in its wake a thick blanket of snow and below freezing temperatures. This meant we had been snowed in for an entire week, an entire week of lounging around, snuggled up in each others arms and eating copious amounts of Christmas candies and take out. On day seven however, I was becoming restless. Which led to me finding my trusty binder and parading out with it into the living room where Blaine was watching frozen for the eighth time that week. He noticed me coming and slowly manoeuvred into a sitting position to let me in beside him.

"Are we planning?" He asks excitedly from beside me as he plops another chocolate into his mouth.

"Well discussing....until the snow clears we cant look at venues so I thought we should talk about what we want..." I explain, opening to the page where I have carefully cut out a few wedding venue ideas.

"When did you cut those out?" He asks, flicking through the pages. I realise now there is well over twenty different choices.

"I may have gotten bored when you and Santana trudged out to the shop for groceries yesterday..." I beam at him. "So first things first...numbers?" Blaine screws his face up in concentration as he whirls through the endless amount of family and friends we have on both sides.

"Around two hundred? Give or take..." He says finally brandishing a caramel for me to take in my mouth. As much as I hated having the cast on my arm, it gave Blaine even more reason to lavish attention on me at all times. That was something I would never tire of.

"I thought that too!" I say happily before leaning over to take out over half of the locations that werent suitable. "These are the ones we can choose from unless you have other ideas?"

"I am happy to go with your expert eye for weddings! Oh that one looks like a secret fort!" He points excitedly to one.

"Thats the foundry...and dont think we are picking out a venue just because you always wanted a fort..." I shake my head at him. After Cooper had been caught doing something in his own fort (which still to this day he wont talk about!) Blaine was never allowed one of his own.

"But its hidden behind that hedge...it looks amazing! How many?"

"With the tent outside you can have an hundred and sixty...maybe Pile?" Blaine nods his head vigorously as I set it to one side. "What about Gotham Hall?"

"Im whatever Gotham needs me to be...." Blaine smiles next to me.

"What?"

"Batman...Gotham city...Gotham Hall..." He raises his eyebrows at me and all I can muster is an eye roll.

"Of course you cant even plan our wedding without making a dorky superhero quote..." but he ignores me too busy watching the picture in front of him.

"Hmmm..."

"Hmmm meaning you hate it?" I ask, watching him look at the picture.

"I dont hate it...I just think it looks huge...like having our two hundred guests spread out wont be the cosy setting I imagine when I picture it..." He says with that goofy grin of his reserved for wedding plans. "Although then I could be Bruce Wayne and..."

"Wait that names familiar...Have I met him?" I ask trying to rack my brain for an image to match that name.

"I think I need to re-evaluate my choice in soul mate..." He mutters sarcastically. "Hes batman!"

"Okay..." I say realising how obvious that was now I think about it. "No pile! There is no way Im getting married to a man that is wearing blue briefs outside his pants...."

"Thats superman...and his briefs are red..." Blaine sighs placing the picture in to the no pile. "He has all these cool powers and batman is the rich guy that has all the cars!"

"Hold on if batman doesnt have any powers then why is he a superhero?" I ask seriously.

"Because he...Never mind! Wedding venues!" He says waving the leaflets back at me to get back on track. Although honestly, I think its because I found a chink in one of his heros armour!

"Oh my God Kurt! What about the Brooklyn botanic garden?" He says excitedly after a few minutes have passed, picking up the picture. "You would be there...and I would be where the bride is...around all the flowers..."

"Okay thats a definite maybe....but what if it rained? Or was really hot? We have to think about all scenarios." I say, adding it to our maybe pile.

"We could always get the Four Seasons?"

"Dont swear at me Blaine Devon Anderson!" I snap, quickly causing him to laugh around a mouthful of chocolate. "We are not getting married at the Four Seasons! That is just an average wedding-"

"Except we are two men..." He sings, clearly finding my hatred of the Four Seasons hilarious. Okay so its not that I hate it...Its just that I feel that the weddings that take place there - and there are a lot of them - can start to look the same. I want something totally different and just us.

"Youre funny..." I drone, rolling my eyes towards him.

"I know! Okay so not a hotel...definitely not a church...not a town hall.....you sure like to tell me where not to do things....engagements, weddings, sex..."

"I just have high standards." I shrug at nothing in particular. "I think Ill know it when I see it....besides we are only going to do this once so I want it to be perfect for us..." I stop, noticing Blaine biting on his lip.

"Technically youre doing it twice..." He huffs, trying to holds his laugh in.

"Ha....ha.....ha..."

"You walked right into that one...honey!" He says smashing his lips against my cheek in a sloppy kiss before flicking back to the cut outs in front of him.

"You know...youre lucky I love you! I dont just let anyone laugh at my expense...." I sigh, wiping of the sticky feeling on my cheek. "Actually...I think I missed a trick here...with your crazy curls and endless amount of wise cracks I could have sold you to a travelling circus and be sitting on a small fortune right now. Hmmm but instead I will just have to keep you I suppose...." I trail off realising Blaine is staring into space instead of listening to me. "You know I was just kidding there right? I mean I know Im not very funny...but I thought you could tell by my tone I was kidding! Im sorry if I hit a raw nerve...I personally love your curls....and I -"

"Kurt just...shhh!" He booms over the top of my rant, still staring into space.

"Okay...."

"This is it!" He whispers and I notice tears in his eyes.

"What is?" He pushes the cutting he is currently holding into my hand and waits for me to look at it, holding a watery smile on his face.

"Oh my God...its..."

"Its perfect right? Please tell me you feel it too? This is just.....Look at the views we would get...look at where the arch could go for us to stand at! It just feels like.....us!" He says excitedly, happy tears falling freely down his cheeks. I lean over to wipe his tears with my good hand and rest our foreheads together.

"So you dont want to look anywhere else? This is where you want to get married?" I ask watching him nod zealously, causing my head to move with him. "Well we can go out at the weekend...see if it feels the same when we are actually there...and if we do we will book it."

"This is really happening! I cant wait to officially call you my husband...."

"Well before we do that..." I start standing up to take the tin of sweets and deposit them into the bin. "...Point six...the diet starts today!" I say happily pointing to the line in the binder.

"Did you just inadvertently call me fat?" He asks as he puts the picture back into the binder.

"No...we have both just been a little over indulgent the past few weeks....dont look at me like that...Im not the one sitting with my jean button undone!" I laugh as he pouts adorably at me.

"Says the man who hasnt managed to get out of his yoga pants all week....." Blaine laughs as I try to suck in the little paunch I have grown over the holidays. "My food baby wont let the button close..."

"Well we will do it together....not that I dont love having a little bit more of you to hold onto...." I grin sliding back in beside him, a lot closer than is strictly necessary. "But if Im going to start designing outfits soon I need our measurements to be consistent. After the wedding you can be eight hundred pounds for all I care and Id still want you." I kiss his cheek softly and rub my nose where my lips had rested moments before.

"Can we arrange a visit to the venue tonight? Just so we have it in the books?" He asks hopefully and I nod my consent. "I really cant wait.....for any of it!" He says softly and all I need to do is bury my head into his chest. There wasnt a need for any other words.

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It takes three whole days for the snow to clear enough to go out to the venue and Blaine hyperventilates the entire time like an over enthusiastic puppy. We take endless photos for reference, run around the dance area screaming happily and then have a very teary and emotional kiss right where we will say I do in seventeen months time. We pay our deposit there and then before returning home happily to email all our nearest and dearest.

To: Everyone

From: Kurt

Hi all!

Im emailing as its simpler than finding a time you are all available...plus time zones are a bitch! So today Blaine and I booked the venue for our wedding (cue screaming like teenage girls!) So save that date because on June the 16th next year we will be getting married at The Lighthouse!! Is it okay I just cried? Is it okay that Blaine just caught my eye and now he is crying? I think we may be on the verge of becoming recluses never leaving the apartment out of fear for bawling our eyes out every time we plan a part of this wedding.....Anyway back to the point! The lighthouse. IT IS PERFECT! Cooper dont roll your eyes (I realise how very Rachel all capitals are...) but it is just amazing, everything we want and with the most amazing views of the Hudson! Attached are the endless pictures we took when we were there...enjoy! And dad? Please dont call me until the tears have stopped and you can form a coherent conversation! Love you all.....

The soon to be Hummel - Andersons! (Or Anderson-Hummels) Xoxox

To: Kurt

From: Cooper

Firstly...who was that woman in the last picture?! She is HAAAAWT....well her ass looked it anyway! Secondly I just screamed a scream even Rachel couldnt beat! Seriously! I think I might be deaf in one ear.....Cant wait to call you my official little scarecrow...no wait I meant brother! :) I kind of envy Santana for getting to hear what you two are probably up to.....

Wedding sex for the Big brother?! WOOHOO xx

To: Kurt

From: Dad

I dont think Ill be able to call you for a few days! Carole is already yapping about wedding bands....Just let us know what you need help with! Im so proud of you kids....Mom would be too. Oh crap now Im crying again. I love you to the moon and back kiddo xxx

To: Kurt

From: Finn

Bro that is awesome! Dad and Mom already called me crying....you were right all I could make out from them was happy, lighthouse and Kurt....I dont think he will ever recover from this! Also slight warning? Rachel is in the middle of composing an email and I can actually hear her reciting it down in the kitchen.....love you little bro (and my future even littler bro) xxx

To: Kurt

From: Rachel

OH. MY. GOD! I CANT! THIS IS JUST...TOO EXCITING FOR WORDS!! GAHHH! AND THE STAGE! DID YOU SEE THE STAGE? KURT DID YOU SEE THE STAGE?! ITS PERFECT FOR SURPIRSE SONGS FROM RELATIVES! OKAY I NEED TO GO AND WRANGLE THE TWINS INTO THEIR DAYCARE COSTUMES....ITS MUSICAL WEEK :) XOXOXOX

To: Kurt

From: Dale

This is very exciting! That view is to die for and the food there is meant to be amazing! Hows your arm by the way? I was going to pop over later but I dont need my children to be scarred for life by whatever you two are up to....Im sure its not child appropriate... Oh hold on Landin wants to write something.

Unkle Kurt? Can I go up the Litehouse? I want to see all the boats? Me and Unkle Blaine want to be pirats when we get big!

I couldnt bear to change his spelling...I thought you would find it cute. Lydia sends you a honey sticky kiss and so do I. Love you both xx

To: Kurt

From: Mabel

Well my darlings....You are making an un-young lady very happy! The Lighthouse is exquisite as a venue...I went to a wedding there once. Well it didnt go ahead as it turns out someone had been sleeping with the groom...I swear I didnt know! Not to worry though I wont have relations with either of you beforehand and Im pretty sure I am lacking in certain anatomy for you anyway. Xxx

To: Kurt

From: Jake

I would just like to point out that sending this sort of message to me when I have just finished a double shift is not nice....Also did you know that if you cry on the Subway people will leave a four chair radius around you in case youre crazy? They will also proceed to talk about you loudly (You may hear on the news about the man whose wife must have died, or who had just found out hes dying, that rides the subway to torment other passengers tonight) but I dont care! Its official!! Also did you ever think I would pass as that straight a guy mid sob listening to endless love on my I-pod? I sure didnt...Not to worry I informed them I have the most handsome husband on the planet... Well I guess you guys will be in competition for that title soon too...Argh! Xox

To: Kurt

From: Maya

Can I just say that George guy is a complete ass! He spent the entire fitting session groping me...when are you getting that gammy hand back in commission? The photos look nice for a party though...will it be open bar? Can I design your tux? Or Blaines? Ill make him look real nice! Xx

To: Kurt

From: Santana

Peachy and Bumble! How I love you both! I am thankful every day for the fact that we all met and that you two are getting married....As best woman surely that means I am entitled to the slutty wedding sex, yes? Also I just told Kelly Clarkson the reason Im so happy is because my husband booked his wedding venue....she looked concerned. Maybe shell write a song about it. Chicagos cold without you to snuggle in with...But the band guys are plying me with endless Sambuca to make up for it! Love you both long time (and give each other one for me). xoxox

To: Kurt

From: Blaine

To my beautiful husband to be....If you are quite done with all the emails, I would like to formally request your presence in the bedroom where I am fully prepped and waiting...Dress code is naked and non-negotiable...and endless lube will be provided for your comfort...Love you xxxxx

I trip over my pants as I strip them off on my way to the bedroom and pull everything else with it to get to him as quick as I can. Hoping and knowing that I will never get enough of this.