Klaine Wedding
Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel are finally allowed to get married! Let's see what they get up to before, during and after… BTW when people sing, I will put their names before their part. Sorry, I don't really know how to write the singing bits.
Chapter 1
"What about this one?" said Blaine to his best friends, Nick and Jeff, looking in the mirror.
"Dude, they all looked fine, that's like the fifth tux you've tried on," Jeff answered.
"Now, now Jeff dear, this is an important day for our Blainers, let him take as long as he needs," Nick announced, elbowing his blond-haired boyfriend.
"Thanks Nick, I mean, fine isn't good enough Jeff. Kurt and I are finally allowed to get married. It has to be perfect," Blaine huffed, straightening the tie.
"Well, have you asked Kurt what he thinks about the multiple suits you've tried on?" Jeff exasperated, growing increasingly bored with his best friend.
"No. When we decided to get married, we both said we believed in the superstition of not seeing the bride in her dress before the wedding. Even though neither of us are the bride per say, we agreed not to see each other's outfits; we thought it was rather romantic and mysterious."
"Oh right," Jeff nodded, in fake understanding.
Blaine went into the dressing room to try on the last tuxedo, a lovely dark colour called 'Midnight Blue.'
"This one?" Blaine asked, brushing imaginary lint off his shoulder.
"Definitely!" Nick nodded, clapping his hands together lightly.
"Yeah totally! It fits you fine, probably won't need any adjustments, shows off those biceps of yours, and matches Kurt's eyes," Jeff said truthfully.
"I was thinking the same thing, I'm gonna go with this one," Blaine agreed.
Nick and Jeff nodded in sync with each other, as Blaine went off to get changed.
Jeff's phone buzzed and Nick peered over his shoulder. It was a text from Kurt, "What colour has he gone for?"
"Jeff! You can't do that! Blaine said he didn't want to," Nick explained.
"What Blaine doesn't know, won't hurt him," Jeff retaliated, and began to tap away on his phone. "Something called 'Midnight Blue', it looks like the night sky."
Blaine came out of the dressing room, holding the tuxedo and went to the check-out desk, picking a black bow-tie off the shelf on his way past. Paying for the clothes, Jeff's phone buzzed again.
"Who are you texting?" Blaine asked.
"Err, Mercedes. Asking us to save her from Rachel and your Fiancé," he laughed nervously, pocketing his phone quickly. Blaine smiled.
"Kurt can be a diva in the best of times, but he will be worse under stress," he chuckled.
"So what do we need to do next?" Nick asked.
"We have to order the cake, specifically designed to Kurt's liking. He wanted to do everything, I mean, I had to argue in order to choose my own tux, you can see I won that one," Blaine smiled, holding the bag up triumphantly.
"Santana is at work. How about we see if she can get some coffee and lunch to us?" Jeff asked.
Blaine and Nick nodded enthusiastically in unison, their stomachs choosing the right time to grumble, and the three headed off towards the subway.
Hey guys! Some may be wondering what I am doing, but I have organised my first fic, (this one) into chapters just to make it of easier reading! Hope you like it and leave reviews pleaseeeeeeeee. Klisses xxxxxxxxx