The barn they had rented was lit with candles, full of lights hanging from the ceiling. White table cloths were spread on every table with fine silver wear. Kurt was pleased with how it turned out. Music was playing and guest have already began getting photos taking. Every thing was going accordingly.
"Kurt, you did a fabulous job!" Carole gushed as she and Burt came over to greet him having just arrived in a Limo that he had sent for them. Burt nodded in agreement. "I still think you should make a career out of this buddy," Burt insisted but Kurt knew it took a lot more doing this to make a career in the wedding business although he was flattered by their encouragement. He hugged them both and thanked them and then he got a beep from his phone.
Brittany's getting pre wedding jiggers – HELP. ASAP. ~Rachel
"Sorry I got to love you and leave you, they need me," He apologised.
Kurt was rushing. He knew he was rushing, but everything had to be perfect for Brittany and Santana's wedding or Santana will no doubt have his head on a chopping block. So it's not his fault that he barked harsh and vicious words when he tripped and the meerkat who wasn't looking smirked at him not offering a hand to help.
"Fucking asshole!" he swore. For a minute it almost looked like the boy did it on purpose, he would have sworn that smirk he had on his face indicated that but maybe Kurt was too quick to judge, and frankly right now he just didn't have the time to care. He didn't get time to think more about it though because his eyes went up to the boy's companion who was far more gorgeous that it made Kurt's heart skip a beat for a second before he stared at the intruder.
The intruder was watching him with a face that was not welcoming and rather over protective if Kurt was truthfully honest. "Excuse me, but what gave you the right to talk to him like that?" The man grabbed the other's hand. The Meerkat's smile must be frozen on his face because he didn't waver or change his expression the entire time.
Kurt didn't have time for this. He pushed past the shorter boy with the gelled hair, and the impeccable clothes while yelling back. "Next time he should watch where he's going! I have to get to the bride" He was just out of sight but he heard what the boy with the horrible haircut shouted back "Thank god I know you're not the one getting married, no one wants a bitch for a husband,"
Kurt didn't comment back, because it was fucking true. He was a bitch. Instead of looking back to make an insult on his horrible Disney wannabe haircut, Kurt continued. His eyes refused to water before reaching Rachel. He plastered a false smile on his face. This wasn't his day. It was all about Brittany and Santana. He had to put on a show. The show must go on.
Kurt came to a halt in one of the rooms where the girls would be dressing. They hadn't wanted a church wedding because as Santana smartly pointed out the tradition of not being able to see each other went way back to arranged marriages and Kurt couldn't disagree with her, so she wanted something that was more homely which is when Brittany's mum actually stepped in and found the barn and Kurt wasn't about to repeat the story of how Brittany was born because it was just bizarre, and that's where he was brought in. Santana called Kurt and asked if he would help arrange everything for them to make it look like a proper wedding, since he had practise.
"How are the Brides?" He asked panting. Rachel was watching the change room like it would vanish the moment she turned away. Brittany was still stalling and driving everyone mad.
"Tina's with Santana, Santana is collected and actually doing really okay but Brittany is a little…everywhere, she won't come out and she has all these ridiculous demands,"
"Brittany?" He called leaning towards the changing curtains. Sure she was a little odd but Kurt understood that this day was a big deal, it meant making a commitment for the rest of your life. She wanted everything to be perfect and that's why he was there to help ensure that happened.
"Oh thank god Kurt, you're here! I need a sweater…everyone knows its good luck to wear a sweater when walking down the aisle," Brittany rambled before coming out. "This doesn't look right!"
She looked beautiful. "Brittany, everything is going the way it was planned. Now listen to me Britt, I need you to take deep breathes for me," Kurt insisted.
She did as he told and then smiled "That does feel better," Kurt grinned. "Good, now honey, you don't need a sweater, I promise. I heard that rumour, and it's just a false lie so people would spend money in shops buying sweaters, it's not a good luck charm, the only good luck you're going to have is if you finished putting on your make up and get there the same time as Santana or Santana will be the one freaking out,"
Rachel nodded in agreement. "You're going to be FINE," she helped Brittany over to the make up area and helped applied it for her. Brittany hadn't wanted to get professionals for her make up. She insisted she wanted it to be as natural as a wedding could be and that it saved money.
"You're really good at weddings," Rachel commented then and hugged Kurt "Everything's going perfectly despite all this and we get to see our best friends get married!"
"Thank you Kurt for helping us get married," Brittany also added. "I'm really happy to be doing it for you, you know that,"
"Just like all the other weddings you helped at," Rachel teased and he threw her a daring look to say more. She giggled.
Rachel finally took a long glanced and squealed excitedly "You look so beautiful! What does our wedding planner think?"
"Absolutely," Kurt agreed staring at Brittany with a smile in the mirror when he turned suddenly as another person's reflection showed who wasn't supposed to be here.
"You're the one behind all this?" A man's voice appeared behind and Kurt looked back to see the dreamy knight with gelled hair showing just a bit of curls, beautiful hazel-caramel coloured eyes, wearing a tux that had helped save his date from Kurt's harsh words.
Kurt fumed. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to take a photo of the bride before she goes down the aisle as requested," He said politely. He smiled a charming smile at Brittany, but he didn't really look Kurt in the eye.
Kurt closed his eyes in annoyance. He couldn't argue now…he couldn't ruin Brittany's moment. She looked around at Kurt "He doesn't go to McKinley," Brittany said as though Kurt didn't already know that.
"Then how do we know him?" Kurt pointed a finger at the stranger wondering why he looked suddenly familiar and Brittany sounded cheerful in response "Kurt this is the photographer, Sue surprisingly managed to get him at last minute,"
Kurt knew those articles. Brittany had shoved the papers in his face upon organising the wedding saying he agreed to cover their wedding.
He remembered going through those articles and being pleasantly surprised and impressed by the man's talent with words.
"That's...no you're not ...B Anderson? You're one of the most popular photographers in Ohio,"
"Blaine Anderson actually, and yes I am, excuse me sir but I do need to take a photo of her,"
"She's not ready yet, she needs to finish her make up,"
"How about you let me do my job and I let you do yours hm?" Blaine flashed him a false grin. He clenched his fist in anger. How dare he.
Brittany suddenly blurted clapping her hands, eyes sparkling at Kurt. "Kurt! Will you give me away?"
Kurt almost choked and Rachel grabbed hold of his hand concerned by her sudden enthusiasm. "Pardon?"
"Will you walk me to Santana? Please...my dad is a little drunk and will probably knock over one of the candles…will you do it Kurt please?"
"You want me to walk you down the aisle? I don't know Britt…that's…."
"A really nice idea, that your friend wants you to give her away?" Blaine finished looking smug.
Kurt glared at him "I work alone thanks,"
Blaine didn't flinch, he just hummed "I'm sure you do,"
Kurt gritted his teeth trying not to make a fuss about this. Everyone was staring at him. He sighed, and ignored Blaine completely as he kneeled down and took Britt's hand.
"I'd be honoured to do it…but are you sure? It's a very important moment," He held tightly to her hands and looked her in the eye. Brittany nodded, eyes watering and beaming at him. "Oh please Kurt…it would mean the world to me, you arranged this entire wedding, and it'd be perfect,"
He didn't look at Rachel or Blaine's reaction as he agreed. "Okay…let me go freshen up, you finish with your make up, deal?"
"Deal," She flew her arms around him and hugged him.
"Thank you so much Kurt, you too Rachel"
Kurt nodded speechless. A flash of the camera broke him from his trance and he glared at Blaine.
"Do that again, and you'll be buying a new camera out of the money you get from this wedding,"
A flash went off.
Kurt groaned and muttered something unintelligently as Blaine chuckled behind him. He let go and then silently with his head focused on where he was going he left the room to fix up his hair.
When he came out 10 minutes later, a click of the camera and a flash distracted him. He looked up to see Blaine grinning.
"Hi,"
Kurt sighed he was incorrigble and walked past him ignoring his hello. He stood by the door where Brittany would take his arm and begin walking as the music played.
Blaine hurried to keep up "Why do need to be so rude? You barely know me,"
"Exactly, I barely know you, and I'm not here to mingle," He spat and crossed his arms over his chess while waiting to be called.
Blaine didn't say anymore.
"Where's your date," Kurt said because the silence was uncomfortable. Blaine kept rocking on his heels and looking at pictures on his camera. Kurt took a glance at Blaine. Blaine was looking at the photo of him. It was actually a nice photo too from what he could glimpse at. He blushed, thankfully Blaine didn't look his way to see it as he answered. "He's sitting in his seat waiting for the wedding to start,"
"You sure he's not fucking some guy in the back seat of the car? Like a whore? He looks like the type," Kurt knew that was out of line, but Blaine got to him. He really irritated him with his prince charming like personality. It had to be a mask.
Nobody was perfect.
Blaine was definitely not the exception, although he felt a little bad for what he said after seeing his face fall in front of him.
"Screw you Kurt, you know I don't know exactly what your problem is with me, but why don't you think before you speak I heard it was a pretty good communication technique,"
"I don't screw hobbits with helmets as a hair transplant sorry,"
Blaine smacked him. It made an effect alright. Kurt was shaking. It stung, his eyes widened and he stepped back as though he was about to murder Kurt, and then the anger was gone from Blaine's dark eyes when he saw the tears and the way the boy trembled in front of him.
"Kurt I'm…" Kurt was still shaking as Blaine came nearer and he pushed Blaine from him. He was breathing heavily and Blaine panicked. He called Rachel over.
Rachel went over to Blaine "What the hell happened?!"
"I don't...he..."
Rachel sent him a look that made him shiver. "You're not making any sense! Spill!"
"I slapped him,"
Rachel gaped at him and then she was screaming at him "How dare you! You have no IDEA what he's been through,"
"Been through…"
Blaine had wanted to go to Kurt and beg his forgiveness particularly with the way he was shaking violently. "Kurt…"
"Just leave so I can calm him down," Rachel pushed him away. Kurt was frozen. He was hysterical as Rachel tried to touch him but he wouldn't let her.
"Will he be alright?" Blaine ignored her request for once. He tried to take a glimpse of the taller boy but Rachel was in her way and then Brittany came over to see what was going on.
"I don't know, just go,"
"I'm really sorry,"
"Go get Burt Hummel and call him to come unless you want to lose your job," Rachel demanded.
Blaine felt horrible. He hadn't meant to slap Kurt. It wasn't who he is. It's the first time he ever slapped someone actually, but the look on Kurt's face…
He ran after saying he would and asked frantically where Burt Hummel was. He didn't know the guy.
A man that sort of intimidated him approached. He was wearing a suit and tie, but his rough looking hands made him gulp. "You were asking for me?"
"I…yeah, excuse me sir, but Rachel asked me to get you in the change rooms asap, something happened to Kurt,"
The man's eyes widened and he nodded. "Thank you erm…"
"Blaine,"
"Thank you Blaine, Carole I gotta go," He said hurriedly as he kissed the woman's cheek.
"What's wrong Burt?"
"It's my son apparently, I'll be back shortly,"
His son.
Blaine felt a shiver. He looked like a man that would hold a rifle at intruders.
"I'll show you where he is," Blaine insisted. Truthfully though he wanted to see if Kurt was okay.
When they got back to Rachel and Kurt. Kurt was sitting down with a drink of water. Brittany was at his side saying soothing words and when Blaine walked in she glared hotly at him.
"You're fired Blaine,"
Blaine blinked. Okay that was understandable, but he did not expect that.
"I…"
"Leave before I have Santana get guards to escort you out for slapping my friend,"
"He what?!" Burt shouted and stared at Blaine with fire in his eyes.
"I…"
"Just go," Rachel pleaded looking at Blaine who wanted to apologise but didn't know how. He nodded looking down and began walking out the door when a quiet voice stopped him.
"It wasn't his fault,"
"Kurt…he had no right to slap you,"
"I know that, but it wasn't his fault. I'll be fine, I was just in shock,"
"Kid, you had a panic attack," Burt said putting an arm on Kurt's shoulder. "After what happened at McKinley that's understandable but… Rachel's right, it's not right for anyone to put a hand on anyone else in an abusive manner," Burt's dad made a point to glare at Blaine who hung his head in shame "I'm sorry," He added again.
Kurt got up from his vanity and hugged his dad.
"I'm alright dad. Everyone, really, he doesn't need to lose his job over this, and we need someone to take good photos, it's too late to get someone else now, can I have a minute alone with Blaine?"
Everyone looked unsure.
"I'm not a bad man…it wasn't my finest moment, but I won't hurt him again" Blaine added when no one moved.
Kurt nodded and looked to the others. "It's fine, Britt you need to be ready in 5 okay?"
Rachel went to help Brittany and Burt said he would be waiting outside.
"Dad you better take your seat before the wedding starts or you'll miss it,"
"Kurt-"
"I'll be fine dad,"
"Okay son, you message me altight?" He gave Blaine a look of warning which Blaine got. You hurt him again and I'll kill you.
Now alone Kurt stood in front of Blaine.
"I'm sorry," He said.
Blaine blinked "Pardon?"
"I said I'm so…"
"No I heard but why the hell are you sorry? I slapped you,"
"I said things that insulted you,"
Blaine looked at him and gave him a warm smile then. The first Kurt had seen and it did things to his stomach.
"Kurt… I don't usually go around hurting people like that. It was uncalled for and …. It didn't feel good. What you said though…it …was mostly true and it stung, but that's no excuse for my behaviour and I need to make it up to you somehow"
"I really didn't mean what I said I say things like that sometimes, I lash out at people when stressed and…"
"No wait…let me finish. What you said was partly true. Sebastian he….when we arrived….we had sex in the back of his car…and I let him, because I'm in love with him and even though he doesn't love me back, I… I wanted to feel what it would be like to have him,"
"I don't know what to say except I'm sorry," Kurt said truthfully and looked actually sympathetically at Blaine who looked uncomfortable.
"So I guess, I used somebody just because I have feelings for them," Blaine looked so small at that point and so disgusted with himself that Kurt took his hand and squeezed it. Blaine looked up and watched as he shook his head, smiling sadly at Blaine "That doesn't make you a whore Blaine, and I'm sorry I ever used the term to make you feel like one,"
"We all good in here? Brittany is ready," Rachel said.
"Also I forgive you for slapping me," Kurt said just as he left the room. "You better take good photos though! I don't want to look like I'm 50 with wrinkles,"
Blaine chuckled at the shout out. Even despite the fact of what he did to Kurt, Kurt was still a kind person. He hadn't given the other boy enough credit upon first seeing him. He judged too quickly.
"You got it," He called back and went back outside as he waited for the ceremony to begin.
When the music began playing, Kurt smiled as he took Brittany's arm and began walking down the red carpet.
Everyone stood up, as he took a step out he heard a click of the camera. He turned his head and saw Blaine standing there smiling.
Kurt smiled back.
After all, he really did look like Prince Charming.
Chapter 2: Brittany & Santana Part 2
The wedding had been perfect…
Or at least till this moment – Kurt was proudly walking Brittany down the carpet when a foot stuck out and he tripped. He had seen the shoe, and he didn't even need to think twice about whose it was. He went sideways instead of forwards because his foot caught on Brittany's dress. He heard loud gasps and people gathering by to see what happened when he tried to hold onto something. Except that something was a piece of white fabric that was hanging on one of the beams on the roof, the fabric hadn't been strong enough to hold and came tumbling down on top of Kurt.
"Is he okay?!" Blaine's voice was the loudest, even though his other friends had also been calling him.
Kurt winced and attempted to get up.
"Kurt…? Come on baby, open your eyes," Brittany asked as Blaine put a hand behind his head to help him left it up and look at everyone.
Kurt blinked his eyes open slowly and groaned in pain slightly as he sat up. Everyone was staring.
"I'm fine.." He insisted. "We can't stop the wedding on my behalf,"
"Were not stopping it, were just putting it on hold until your fine," Santana hushed. It was so embarrassing having everyone stare at him and the group that surrounded him. Mercedes and Artie had stopped singing and Sugar and Rachel were fixing the material that had falling everywhere.
When did Santana get there? Kurt wondered as his hand went to his forehead and allowed Blaine to help him up. His dad was nearby and looked worried "Kurt I think you need a rest buddy," In the background he saw Blaine's date smirking.
The bastard. He stared at him, and Blaine looked to where he was staring. When Blaine looked the meerkat's expression changed.
He watched as the Meerkat got up and came over. He pretended to be concerned as he looked to Blaine and the rest "Anything I can do to help here?"
"Sebastian just sit back down, I'll him get up,"
"But the ceremony…" Kurt said as Santana went to say he should sit down.
"I'll walk her down," Burt said with a shrug. "You glee club kids are like my kids anyway,"
Brittany smiled "Who are you again?"
"Britt…that's…."
"I'm Kurt's dad, Burt Hummel remember? I'm the one doing your speeches,"
Burt was well aware of Brittany's personality from what Kurt's told him so it didn't phase him one bit when she asked but Blaine looked confused as to how she didn't know.
Sebastian looked bored.
"I'm gonna sit back down, call me if you need anything," He told Kurt and then smiled at Blaine kissing the boy's cheek before heading back to his seat.
Blaine flushed and then returned his gaze to Kurt. Kurt looked up at Blaine and once again was surprised by how good looking he was, especially up close like this.
He got up with Blaine and Santana's help. Santana quickly rushed back to her spot apologising to the audience as she was going along and muttering something in English and Spanish. Something that sounded a lot like Blaine and mamacita
Everyone returned to their duties, and Blaine insisted he'd help Kurt. Kurt was taken to the back of the room so he could inhale some air that was coming from the door opened in the back.
"You okay?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded silently.
He didn't want to mention his boyfriend…no…friend with benefits? Was the one that did all this, he already made a bad enough impression on Blaine.
So he kept quiet.
Blaine kept an arm around his waist to steady him he had said and they watched as Burt pronounced them to give their vows. Kurt could feel Sebastian's stare at him but didn't want Blaine to be distracted, he kept his eyes to the front.
"My wife and I…would love to thank the man who made all this happen, he did the catering, the flowers, he found us the perfect wedding dresses and the venue, and sent out all the invites…he's a man of many talents, and we can't thank him enough…so please understand why what happened earlier was irrelevant as this man has probably not slept in a week, and I am amazed he's still standing as we speak, so please give your hand to our boy Kurt Hummel, Kurt we love you babes," She toasted her wine to him in the back. Blaine was listening to all this and taking it in. He glanced to Kurt and smiled at the look of gratitude for the praise.
Kurt was beaming and Blaine decided he looked kind of lovely in that moment. He then shouted "I love you too Satan," The room laughed as though getting some kind of joke and Brittany rolled her eyes as Kurt also thanked them for being there for him throughout high school. The troubletones were welcomed to do a number and everyone was given an OTP hat.
Again Blaine wish he knew why everybody seemed to be talking about whatever it is that went on, but he gladly took his OTP which was Blue. Kurt also got a blue OTP hat. He couldn't help but notice Sebastian didn't get one.
He grinned. Thank you Carole.
"Would you care to dance?" Blaine asked holding out his hand. "If you're up for it?"
Kurt smiled.
"I'd love to,"
When Hey ya came on though he felt dizzy and was not stable in standing.
"Woah…take it easy," Blaine insisted.
"Excuse me, can I dance with my date?" Sebastian interrupted them and smiled at Blaine eyeing Kurt carefully. Sebastian wound his hand around Blaine's waist and began sucking at his neck. Kurt turned away in disgust knowing full well what they did before the wedding. Why did Blaine settle for him? Then again Kurt didn't fully know Blaine.
"Of course," Kurt responded automatically. He retreated and began walking away not giving Blaine a chance to answer. He went to tell Santana and Brittany congratulations and that he really didn't feel well to stay.
"Of course you don't have to stay," Brittany patted his hand and kissed his cheek. Santana hugged him surprisingly.
"Thank you so much again Kurt, for everything, so what's with you and Anderson,"
"Nothing is going on with me and Anderson, we had a fall out, but I think were acquaintances now,"
"I was hoping we'd be friends actually," Blaine interrupted from behind.
Kurt looked shocked to see him.
"Blaine?"
Blaine looked nervous… "I um…I wanted to apologise again for before, and I was wondering if I could give you a lift home?"
"I have a car…"
"Oh," To his credit, Blaine looked devastated by that. Kurt looked back to the dancefloor and saw Sebastian dancing with one of the guys from his glee club and he frowned, but he quickly returned to look back at the group.
"Kurt I don't think you should be driving in your state," Santana told giving him a stern look.
"I'm fine…really,"
"Still….shouldn't risk it," Santana shrugged and winked when Blaine wasn't looking. Damn her.
He sighed when Blaine pouted at him not seeming to notice that his boyfriend was pretty much grinding up to someone else in front of a bunch of strangers "Okay…on one condition,"
"Whatever you want,"
"I get to take a photo with you,"
"What?" Blaine laughed.
"You took photos of me, I want one with you,"
"I think we can arrange that,"
