It had been two years since Blaine had proposed to Kurt in Central park and they were still no closer to actually getting married. There simply hadn't been enough time to organise anything, as soon after that fateful day Kurt's career had taken off and he had been in constant demand since. Blaine was in a similar situation, having managed to land a lead role in a new musical that was to start on Broadway next month. It was as if the world was conspiring against their union and Kurt had said as such that evening when he and Blaine had finally managed to schedule in some 'quality' time together amidst their busy lives. Lying naked next to each other, his fingers absently playing with the hair on Blaine's chest, he had complained vigorously.
"Well then, why don't we?" Blaine had cut in.
"Don't what?"
"Get married, now. Well, not this instant, but next month. You have a week off in July and my show doesn't start till August…"
"But how will I find the time to plan it Blaine, really. Be realistic." Kurt scoffed, although he looked down wistfully at his engagement ring.
"I'll plan it. I've only got four hours of rehearsal a day this coming month, which leaves me plenty of time to sort everything out." He smiled hopefully at Kurt.
"You're serious."
"Deadly. Listen, babe, I know it's not your ideal. I know you'd prefer to plan it for months, making sure every single detail was perfect. But I just want to be married to you, I want to finally be able to point you out to people and say; look, that's my husband, isn't he beautiful."
Kurt blushed, "I don't know, I…"
"Please Kurt. Let me do this for you." Blaine gave Kurt his puppy eyes and Kurt instantly knew that, however long they spent talking it over, in the end he would cave and say yes.
And so, one month later, Kurt was nervously adjusting his cufflinks while he and his dad waited for their transport to arrive and take them to the wedding ceremony.
"You look so handsome Kurt; I wish your mum could see you now. And stop fussing, everything's going to be perfect, Blaine is going to be perfect. Trust me." Burt squeezed Kurt's shoulder before walking out of the front door to keep an eye out for their transport.
Blaine had decided that, since Kurt hadn't been able to put any work into the wedding planning, rather than have him worrying over the details and not being able to find the time to do anything about it, Kurt should have absolutely no knowledge of what the wedding would entail and instead the whole day was to be a surprise. Kurt could never say all of Blaine's ideas were the greatest, but his heart was always in the right place at least.
"Transport's here," Burt called through the front door.
Funny, Kurt thought to himself, he hadn't heard a car pull up. The lack of engine noise was quickly explained as he stepped out of his front door to see a large carriage decorated with deep purple ribbons and fronted by two pitch black horses.
"Wow!" Kurt smiled; he would definitely be making an entrance.
Half an hour later and Kurt could see Central Park coming closer and closer. Could it be? Kurt had always wanted to have his wedding in New York and, since his mum had first shown her holiday pictures of when she visited New York as a teenager, he'd always wanted to get married at Central Park. So, when they started to pull into the actual park, Kurt couldn't stop grinning.
"Oh my god dad, do you know where we are! Do you know where we are?" He was all but bouncing up and down in his seat.
"Wait Kurt, it gets better." Burt replied mysteriously, before sitting back to enjoy seeing his son looking so happy.
Soon they were getting out of the carriage and Kurt recognised where they were heading, to the Angel of the Waters, the Bethesda Fountain. Kurt couldn't believe it; it wasn't just similar to what he wanted, it was exactly what he wanted. Slowly Kurt began to see where all the guests were sat before he spotted Blaine; his wonderful, amazing, perfect, ideal fiancé. Soon to be husband. Kurt hadn't even known it was possible to smile any wider than he already had been.
The rest of the ceremony passed in a glorious blur of scenes from the moment Blaine had whispered to him how beautiful he looked while fleetingly touching his fingertips against Kurt's, to saying I do in a chocked up voice, to the moment when Blaine had dipped him to kiss him so gently as his hand had caressed his cheek.
After the photos had been taken, Blaine and Kurt started to stroll to where the reception was to take place.
"It's at the boathouse restaurant isn't it?" Kurt said swinging on Blaine's hand as he clutched at the deep purple freesia Blaine had given him.
"How do you know? Did someone slip up and tell you?"
Blaine sounded so heartbroken that Kurt quickly interrupted. "No, no honey. It's just, this is my perfect wedding. The wedding I planned years ago. I'd made a scrapbook and everything. It's been lost for years now but I still remember what I'd dreamed of in those pages and this does seem to be my dream wedding so…" He trailed off hoping Blaine didn't think he was weird.
"Kurt, I have a confession to make." He paused long enough for Kurt to start to worry. "I wanted to give you your perfect wedding so badly that I went back to Lima to talk to your dad about it and, while we were both looking through your closets for design and color ideas, we came across a taped up box and – well – we opened it. I know we shouldn't have, but your wedding scrapbook was in it with all of your ideas and plans and dreams just written there waiting for me to read! It was like you were planning the wedding after all and I was just seeing out your wishes. Please don't be angry."
"Oh, Blaine. You silly, perfect man. How could I ever be angry at you? You've given me everything I could ever ask for and more. I love you so much Blaine Hummel-Anderson." He grinned inanely down at him as Blaine grinned inanely right back.
"I love you too Kurt Anderson-Hummel, with all my heart." Blaine leaned up to kiss him again. "I suppose now would be a good time to discuss that 'more' criteria you mentioned…"
Eight hours later and Blaine and Kurt were dancing away to the combined forces of the Warblers and New Directions, reunited and joining forces for one night only.
As the stars shone brightly down on the happy couple as they twirled by the lake side, being serenaded by some of their oldest friends, their love for each other clear for all to see; life seemed perfect.
"Shall we retire to our honeymoon suite oh husband of mine?" Kurt breathed huskily into Blaine's ear as another song came to an end.
"I thought you'd never ask."
A/N: So only one more chapter after this guys! Hopefully will be up tomorrow. Please review and tell me what you thought, it would mean a lot to me to know what you all think about it :-)