A/N: Hi everybody! This is my first fanfiction. I really love Glee and especially Klaine. I have always wanted them to get married, so I came up with this little story. It goes back and forth between times like where Kurt is a Senior at NYADA, and Blaine has graduated McKinley, and in the future. Please tell me what you think in reviews, and I love you all! :D Btw, I will be updating every Tuesday, Sunday, and maybe Saturday. If I can, I'll try other days.

"Wake up, sunshine!" a 62 year old Blaine rolled over next to a 63 year old Kurt. Kurt loved hearing the voice of his husband when he woke up in the boring Star Shade Retirement Homes in New York City.

"It's morning already?" Kurt groaned. "You are just as complainy as ever this morning. You've always been like that." Blaine sighed.

"Yeah. I can't believe we've been together 40 years." Kurt smiled dreamily. "40 wonderful years." Blaine laughed.

"Remember our wedding?" Blaine asked. "How could I forget! It was a disaster." Kurt rolled his eyes. "It wasn't that bad, at least after wards." Blaine chuckled.

"Why don't you tell me about it?" Kurt said, as an excuse to stay in bed longer. "Again? Oh, I guess." Blaine started.

Back in the past, before the wedding

Kurt's POV

It was a cloudy morning in New York, and Kurt was afraid it was going to snow again. It was really early, but Kurt got up anyway. His room mates, Santana and Rachel, were still sound asleep. Kurt dressed in heavy clothes, and started his daily routine for a Saturday.

Kurt strolled over to his favorite Bakery and grabbed a cream cheese bagel. Then he went to the dry cleaners to pick up his winter coat. Now Kurt went to the park to get some fresh air, but something stopped him.

There was a new coffee place that opened up next to the subways. It was called the New York Bean. Kurt laughed, but then bit his lip as he remembered his home town.

His home town, where his father struggled with cancer.

His home town, where the Glee Club continued.

His home town, where the Lima Bean was located.

His home town, where Blaine was.

Kurt tried to convince himself to not go in, but he couldn't stop himself. The inside looked just like the Lima Bean. Same menu, even. Kurt had a quick flash back of how he used to come here with Mercedes, or Rachel, or Blaine.

Kurt ordered his usual, and remembered how Blaine memorized it.

Kurt pinched himself. He needed to move on. Blaine and him were done, and that was that.

Kurt took a seat and absorbed his surroundings. Nothing super interesting, just random pictures of scenery on the walls. Then he heard it. The familiar sound of: "A medium drip, with a tad of cinnamon for flavor please."

That was Blaine's coffee order.

In Blaine's voice.