"Kurt! Kurt! Wake up!"
Finn's voice.
"Boy, you better wake up! We don't have time for this!"
Mercedes.
He slowly opened his eyes, light flooding into his vision. Finn was leaned over him, face scrunched in worry.
"Hey, careful." he said to Kurt, as he pushed himself up off the pavement.
"Well that's embarassing... is the stuff okay? I didn't scratch my face or anything did I?" he rambled as he felt his face gently, checking for imperfections.
"You're fine, it's okay. What happened? I know you ate..."
"No, no I just... it all finally hit me. We're getting married, Finn! You're going to be my husband. I'm going to be your husband. Married..." Finn's face looked concerned at that.
"You... you still want to, right? I mean, we don't have to..."
Kurt panicked inside.
"No! Oh, no no no! I just... it's amazing. I never would have thought a few years ago that we'd be here. It's so... perfect. Everything's perfect. I'm so happy and I guess I never thought that would happen."
"Oh, Kurt... I wish you never had to feel like that."
"That's sweet, but really, I'm kind of glad. It makes me appreciate this so much more. I just think that with everything that's been happening since graduation I didn't get a chance to really let it sink in. But I'm fine now. We need to get going, and you need to get your stuff together and head over to Puck's. We all have to meet at the church in 3 hours."
Finn nodded, and helped Kurt gather the stuff he'd been carrying. He kissed him goodbye once again, and went back inside.
"Now that we've taken care of that... let's go!" Mercedes pleaded, jingling her keys.