Chapter 2: Present time – Blaine's POV

A/N: This chapter discusses the wedding ceremony from Blaine's POV at missy1302's request. Nothing more happens in this chapter. However, we do get to know Blaine a bit better and since he's a bit different from canon Blaine I suggest reading it.

Blaine Anderson sat on the bed in the room he got ready in, fully dressed in his Black and White tuxedo, hair styled perfectly with a bit of product to tame his curls but not at all like the helmet he had worn in high school. He looked at the clock…

15 minutes until I have to be down there. Hmmm… Good thing I brought my laptop with me.

He turned on his laptop and continued working on the new strategy suggestion he was going to present to his management team in a few days.

10 minutes later, he heard a knock on the door and heard it opening before he could say anything.

"Time to get marr… What the…? Blaine?! Are you WORKING?!" she said from where she stood stunned just inside the room, eyes wide with surprise.

Blaine chuckled at her expression. "Come on now, Santana. I thought you stopped getting surprised by this a long time ago."

"I did, but... I mean, it's your wedding day, for God's sake! You're getting married in less than 5 minutes! God, this is… I don't even…" she said shaking her head.

Blaine laughed while he turned off his laptop, set it aside and stood up. Santana composed herself a bit then, shook her head as if to clear out the surprise, and smiled at him. "Anyway, as I was saying, time to get married Mr. Anderson!"

Blaine smiled at her then, nodded once and left the room to go stand at the altar, where he'll be waiting for Kurt.

Kurt.

His smile grew wider thinking of his husband to be. He knew that it must be strange having any sort of feelings towards Kurt already. I mean, he's yet to have his first conversation with the guy. But it's not like he'd fallen in love with him, it's just this warmth that fills his heart completely and makes him smile despite himself every time he thinks of the other man.

When the music started playing, he turned, looking as composed as ever, to face where Kurt will be coming from. He thought that if he was to feel nervous at all today, it would be then, but no, he is anything but. Blaine Anderson is never nervous anyway.

Kurt was coming into view now, and the moment Blaine met his eyes, that warmth he felt before seemed to intensify immediately.

He was wearing an all white tuxedo that matched Blaine's black and white one. He was walking down the aisle slowly, as if contemplating every step carefully. He looked a bit pale, probably nervous, Blaine thought. His blue eyes were locked with Blaine's, and they were the most beautiful eyes to ever stare into his.

Blaine's heart beat a bit faster at this thought. It's not that Blaine is cold, but it usually takes a lot for someone to move anything inside of him. Being who he is, an Anderson first of all and the CEO of his late father's company, he had to be that way. He treats people fairly, always with honesty and respect but he never gets attached. Which is why, looking at Kurt now and feeling this sudden urge to wrap the boy in his arms and protect him from all harm, surprised him to say the least.

That's a good thing, silly. He's going to be your husband. You should be worried if you DIDN'T have feelings towards him.

He held out his hands to hold Kurt's as he reached the altar. Blaine kept his eyes on Kurt, never losing his composure on the outside no matter what went through inside of him. His heart pounded a bit faster in his chest as he heard Kurt say "I DO" and slip a ring on his finger. He smiled at him and slipped Kurt's ring on repeating those two words.

"I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss now."

Blaine leaned in slowly, giving Kurt the gentlest of kisses. Then, letting go of one hand, and keeping the other clasped in Kurt's, he started walking up the aisle with his man by his side, smiling politely at the people clapping for them.

For some reason, holding Kurt's hand and taking the first few steps together as husbands felt better than anything he's ever had in previous relationships, serious or not. He felt more at ease now than he ever remembers feeling before.

I guess that's what RIGHT feels like.