If these last few months without the love of his life had taught Kurt anything, it was to appreciate what he had. Kurt was never going to take Blaine for granted ever again. This time he wouldn't let domestic arguments, no matter how scary or frustrating they were, ruin his happy ending.

Kurt was standing next to Blaine at Santana and Brittany's wedding, both of them in elegant white tuxes. Flowers and twinkling lights lite up the barn and guests filled the chairs. It was a beautiful venue despite the fact that it was a barn.

When Sue asked Blaine and Kurt to follow her, Kurt was mildly concerned. She had recently locked them both in an elevator after all. When they arrived in a room with Brittany in a wedding dress and two black tuxes with cut out heads of Kurt and Blaine on them, he was very confused. Then as Brittany started talking something clicked in Kurt's head. His confusion was replaced with disbelief and shock.

"I want my dream back," Brittany said ending her speech and Kurt suddenly understood what she meant. But marrying Blaine here and now! He'd only gotten back together with Blaine literally days ago and Kurt was just happy to have Blaine in his life again, happy Blaine had forgiven him. He didn't want to risk losing Blaine, and expecting this of Blaine so soon might just do that.

"Okay," Blaine said calmly. He clearly hadn't put two and two together yet. "I still don't get what you're talking about."

"Yes you do," Kurt said, stiffly still not quick believing what was right in front of him. "Just think about it." He was trying not to hyperventilate.

"What Brittany is saying, Blaine," Sue explained from behind them. "Is that out of our love for your love, we have conspired to deceive and manipulate you, and yes, imprison you briefly, all to reach this moment. We have two tuxes. Do we have two grooms?"

Kurt was fairly sure his face resembled that of a deer about to be run over by a semi truck and he imagined Blaine's face was similar.

"Okay you guys are making funny do you think?" Brittany asked.

Kurt looked at Blaine. His first priority was Blaine so if he was uncomfortable in any way Kurt wasn't going to do this. What Kurt saw when he looked at his boyfriend was reluctance.

"I think you're crazy," Kurt said. "I-I, Blaine and I just got back together. And even if we hadn't, even if we were ready. I mean Santana would never let us crash her wedding." There, that was a great reason. It gave Blaine an out and at the same time showed him that Kurt wasn't totally against the idea. Then, of course, Santana appeared and totally disagreed with him. Kurt was running out of ways to turn this down without hurting Blaine.

"All you have to do is say yes," Santana said, after something about not denying Brittany whatever she wanted on her wedding day.

"Well we don't even have rings," Blaine spoke up.

"Oh, I got that covered," Sue answered, showing the rings she was wearing on each of her pinky fingers. "So what do you say fellas? Will you give America what at least 52% of it will legally tolerate?"

Kurt looked to Blaine again and saw anxiety.

"Uh look," Kurt began turning away from Blaine to face Brittany. "This is all very romantic and-and sweet and a little weird but I mean, come on there's no possible way that-" Kurt turned back to Blaine and added, "Right?"

"Blaine?" Kurt said again nervous for his response, but the anxiety and reluctance in Blaine's expression had suddenly changed or rather vanished.

"I don't know," Blaine said clearly shocked, but there was something else there in his voice and expression that Kurt almost couldn't believe. "I-I don't know. I just-" Blaine uncrossed his arms and moved forward, his eyes open and loving now as he added, "What Burt and Carole were talking about earlier and these last few months without you have been really…"

Blaine reached forward to hold both of Kurt's hands in his. "I love you, Kurt," he said. "I mean, I love you. I do. This is crazy. This is crazy and I don't know but-"

"But-" Kurt said breathless. "But what?"

"Let's get married," Blaine said smiling from ear to ear. Kurt was pretty sure he stopped breathing for a second. "It's always you Kurt. My first love, my only love. If being without you has taught me anything, it's that I'd rather spend everyday for the rest of my life arguing with you about towels then ever lose you again."

"After everything we've been through," Kurt whispered, breathless. "It's a miracle to me that you feel that way."

"Don't say that," Blaine whispered back. "We've both made mistakes. All that matters is that we found our way back to each other."

"I am the luckiest guy in the world," Kurt said, his voice breaking with emotion.

"Yeah pretty much," Blaine echoed Kurt's words back at him and Kurt laughed as he flung himself into his fiance's arms, kissing him.

Sufficient to say they surprised Burt though he managed to hold it together very well all things considered. Kurt was expecting a lecture about not being able to help plan his only child's wedding, but the thought only made Kurt smile. He found it hard to believe in this moment, with his father officiating his marriage to a man, that he'd once been scared to tell Burt he was gay. Kurt was so touched by his father's speech. He couldn't help, but think of how far they'd come.

"Blaine," Kurt started his vows. "I'm a man who's always lived in the shadows. And everyone who has ever come into my life has always tried to pull me out into the sun or push me back into the darkness."

"I honestly thought I'd never find real love," Blaine said.

"And then you came along and even if someone had told me that it wasn't going to work out and at the end of all our struggling and work it would just end in heartache..."

"I would have said yes," Blaine finished his sentence. "I am a work in progress."

"I am a work in progress," Kurt said.

"You don't ask me to come out into the shadows," Kurt continued. "You help me rip away anything that's blocking the sun. It's time for all of us to walk into the sunshine together. Forever. Is that something you want to do?"

"I do," Blaine said.

"I do," Kurt echoed.

They exchanged rings and Burt finished the ceremony before Kurt kissed his husband. And though thinking the word was strangely wonderful, introducing Blaine as his husband moments later during the reception was something else all together. Kurt wasn't quite sure how to put into words how he felt calling Blaine husband. It was satisfying in a new and amazing way.

As the party died down, Kurt and his husband were sitting in the corner, holding hands and looking out at the last few dancing couples. Burt and Carol appeared at their table, and Kurt was stunned to see his father's eyes red and puffy.

"You are not allowed to ever do that to me again," Burt laughed, but his voice had this strange edge to it and Kurt knew he'd been crying.

"Oh dad," Kurt said getting up to hug his father.

"I'm serious," Burt said as he wrapped his arms around Kurt. "I don't know how I held it together as long as I did."

"You were great during the ceremony," Kurt enthused, though he sensed this was not what his father wanted to hear. "But alright. I promise never to spring me marrying Blaine on you ever again."

"Good," Burt sniffed, while Kurt tried not to laugh. They pulled apart and Kurt's father turned his attention to his new son-in-law.

"Come here," Burt said and Blaine looking slightly stunned stood up. Kurt smiled as his father hugged Blaine too. Blaine looked slightly squished and after a moment Kurt decided it was time to rescue his husband from his father. "Dad let go. That's it." But then Kurt found himself being smothered once again. "Seriously dad! Need air!"

Burt pulled away and put a hand on each of his son's shoulders, in-law and biological alike. He had that fatherly expression on his face that Kurt was used to being directed at him, but he knew Blaine wasn't. So when Blaine started crying too, Kurt had to resist the urge to rolling his eyes and laugh at the same time.

"Oh geez," Kurt laughed and Blaine and Burt started hugging again.

"Blaine's in the process of moving right?" Carol asked kurt, making conversation while ignoring their over-emotional spouses.

"Yeah," Kurt replied.

"You two are more than welcome to stay with us tonight," Carol said. "Though I understand if you rather get a hotel. Wedding night and all." And Kurt smiled at he realized married meant falling asleep next to Blaine every night for the rest of his life.

Blaine and Burt's father-son bonding seemed to have ended, or at least they weren't hugging anymore. Blaine's eyes were glossy and he promptly agreed to Carol's invitation. Kurt tried not to laugh at the lack of laid he would be on his wedding night with his father and step-mother down the hall.

There was always tomorrow, and the day after that. And the day after that. Kurt touched the ring on his finger and smiled; Blaine was his forever.

Okay that's all I have that is totally and completely done. I have another 6,500 words that need a few major edits. Though that shouldn't take me long... once I start it. I should be working right now. #SelfEmployedIsStrange Then the last few chapters are notes. :D

Sorry anyone who is reading my other stories... this one has taken over my brain. When I get my brain back I'll get back to Malec/Clace etc.

Also a big thank you to GeminiBanana for being my only reviewer so far!