Chapter 20
The new year has been great, so far everything seemed to be falling into place, everyone was happy and Kurt and Blaine's relationship was still going strong. They always manage to talk things through now instead of letting frustration build, and they were better because of it.
Valentine's day had been and gone, and it was amazing. Blaine had bought him flowers and had them delivered to Kurt's work place, it made every one of Kurt's co-workers melt and stare in awe of the lovely bouquet. Red and yellow roses seemed to be Blaine's go to flower, which Kurt didn't mind because they smelled wonderful.
Blaine had also booked a table at a fancy restaurant and had all of the guys stay out for the night, so that Kurt and Blaine had the entire night to themselves. Which ended up being a blessing because boy was Blaine loud.
Kurt had wanted to repay him for the wonderful night he had planned out for them, so he made sure Blaine was taken care of for the rest of the night, and twice the next morning before the guys all got home again. Kurt shivered when he thought about that night, he had never come so much in his life, but Blaine had come more times than Kurt, it made him feel proud of himself, that he could bring his gorgeous, charming, loving future husband so much pleasure.
Now it was March and Blaine's mom, Pam, had come for a visit, she wanted to go over wedding plans with Kurt, claiming that every time she spoke to Blaine about it, her son was absolutely useless when it came to making decision-making. Kurt had rolled his eyes fondly and nodded along, it was true, Blaine tended to skip over details and styles, trusting Kurt's judgement on everything.
Pam and Kurt were currently ploughing through different magazines, wedding magazines to be exact, trawling through page after page of colour schemes and flowers and patterns. Blaine and the guys kept themselves away, not wanting to be dragged into the conversation, it wasn't their kind of thing. Kurt had been very grateful that he had Pam and Carole and Eleanor now, to go over wedding stuff with. All in all, his fiancé, although he was the love of his life, was useless at choosing themes.
"Ok so, we know the flowers we need, and the overall theme," Pam said, as she started listing things off as Kurt read them out or showed her from the dozens of pages open before them on the counter, "Now all we need is colour, and then we can look at suits."
"This is all so exciting now that it is actually happening," Kurt sighed as he jotted down some different notes about colours, and how flattering some were, versus how manly some others seem, "I think I'm still in a slight state of shock."
Pam laughed joyfully, her bubbly attitude and love for him, making Kurt feel less nervous about planning his wedding.
"Oh honey, you're going to feel that way through every huge thing in your life." She replied fondly as she patted his hand, smiling at him in reassurance.
"I know," he said, while smiling back at her, "I know this will be the first of many big huge things."
Pam sighed happily.
"And I couldn't have hoped for a better guy for my Blaine." She said and squeezed Kurt's hand, and he turned his head to her with a grateful smile before they laughed together at how sappy they were being.
Blaine walked into the kitchen as they were laughing and asked if he should make dinner for them all or order take out for them, to which Kurt replied either, it didn't matter, and Pam told him to order a few pizzas on her.
After the pizzas had arrived, Kurt and Pam decided to bombard the guys with ideas for the wedding, because obviously the guys had to have some say in what they felt comfortable wearing, being the wedding party and all. So while eating, they were all scouring through the magazines, looking at different outfits and colours of suits, showing each other and then Kurt when something caught their eye.
After a while they all had a different kind of suit and style that they liked, so Kurt sighed as he wrote all the ideas down.
"I'm going to have to make them myself, they're all so different, but I think what I could come up with, would incorporate all of the good points and combine the styles to suit everyone's tastes." Kurt said as he made notes about the points he could take and maybe improve on.
"Oh that would be lovely, dear." Pam gushed as she watched Kurt's ideas fly across his little pad.
"But I will need to take measurements soon," Kurt said, while pointing around at them all, "although I already know Blaine's."
"Oh yeah?" Puck said with a salacious grin on his face that matched Sebastian's, while Sam rolled his eyes with an amused smile on his face.
"Yes, Noah, I made him a shirt and I took in a pair of pants for him."
Puck's face fell again, knowing now that there wasn't a dirty story behind it. Kurt was almost getting immune to sexual innuendos now, after living with the guys for nearly 10 months now, it became like a second language between them. Especially with Puck and Sebastian having the minds they had, it made sense that even somebody like Kurt, who used to blush at the mention of sex, could get used to it so quickly.
"Oh dear, look at that sad face," Pam said as she looked across at Puck pouting, "What's up honey, do you need some love?"
Kurt raised an eyebrow at Pam, and giggled slightly as Blaine shouted "Mom!" in indignation and embarrassment.
"I love this woman!" Sebastian said as he guffawed loudly, almost choking on his pizza, before Sam, whom was also in fits of laughter, patted his back.
Kurt smiled a little amused as he watched his fiancé berate his mother for her behaviour, to which she had on an almost too innocent expression, that Kurt found extremely funny.
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It was a warm April day, but it couldn't be appreciated just yet because all the guys had been dragged down to Kurt's work place, in the studio that Kurt uses, and they were all lined up for measuring. It was warm enough to be standing around in their underwear anyway so they had no qualms about that.
But Kurt was taking his time, and his boss Julia was there too, and they were chatting amongst themselves in between measurements, the guys all felt self conscious in front of Kurt's speculative glances, shifting around uncomfortably frequently under the observation.
Blaine had managed to avoid this because his measurement were already known, the guys were just standing around hoping it will be over soon.
"Noah, stretch your arms out more please." Kurt said as the tape went around Puck's shoulder.
"The suit may need to have room for muscle movement." Julia said as she watched Kurt work around Puck's arms.
"Yeah that's what I was thinking, I just need to work out how much room."
Once Puck was done, Kurt told him he could put his clothes back on and go get some lunch for everyone, and with a smirk back at Sam and Sebastian he left.
"Ok Sebastian, your turn."
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Blaine tried to keep out of Kurt's way, whilst his fiancé was planning, he usually got snapped at if he disturbed anything. It wasn't his fault though, Kurt had laid out all the different wedding albums and folders and planners on the living room floor and was going over everything.
So currently Blaine sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen sipping on a coffee while waiting for Kurt to finish. He hadn't been kept right out of it though, anytime Kurt made a decision about a certain decoration or colour, he would take it all to Blaine and ask for his opinion. But so far it was all Kurt because Blaine loved absolutely everything that Kurt had chose so far. His fiancé was very talented, the designer inside coming out in full flare within his wedding plans.
"Blaine!" came Kurt's voice, probably calling for another opinion, Blaine rolled his eyes fondly before making his way out to where Kurt still sat on the floor.
"Yes, my love?" he replied as he sat down next to his stunning future husband.
Kurt smiled up at him before handing him a few pages, and as Blaine looked down he realised it was music sheets. Sheets that held both of their favourite songs.
"We need to decide on some music," Kurt said as Blaine eyed the sheets closely, "we need a song to get married too and one to have a first dance too."
"Love songs?"
"Not necessarily, honey."
"Well what have you chosen?"
"Well out of the ten I had of my own, I have managed to narrow it down to three."
Blaine giggled lightly and grabbed hold of Kurt with one arm, tugging him into a hug.
"So these sheets are all my favourite songs?"
He asked as he flashed the papers in Kurt's face, Kurt smiled a little and put one of his arms around Blaine's waist.
"Yes, songs that I think are appropriate but also that you love." Kurt said a little shyly and Blaine just had to kiss him.
He grabbed Kurt tighter, dropping the papers softly to the floor and used his other hand to turn Kurt's face towards him to claim his mouth. Kurt smiled into the kiss and wrapped his other arm around Blaine's neck, fingers playing with the small curls at the back of his neck as Blaine moaned slightly before deepening the kiss.
Kurt opened his lips to Blaine's roaming tongue, moaning as his mouth was invaded, tasting essence of coffee and Blaine's own taste. As their tongues met and slid against one another, Kurt got a little bolder and got up to swing a leg over Blaine's and sitting down in his lap.
They hadn't kissed like this for about a week now, Kurt had been so busy preparing things for the wedding in a few months that he didn't realise how much he had missed kissing his fiancé until now.
Blaine groaned throatily as Kurt grinded against his lap, feeling the hardness beginning there, he thrust gently upwards into Kurt, and swallowed the high moan it wrung out of his gorgeous love's throat.
The kiss turned sloppy and dirty, both moaning and gasping into each other's mouths, and the grinding picked up it's rhythm as they sat on the floor making out.
None of them even heard footsteps coming towards them.
"Great, so I come back for a visit and this is the first thing I witness?"
Kurt broke away from Blaine in surprise before looking up with a big grin on his face.
"Santana!" he exclaimed happily as he got up from Blaine's lap quickly and wrapped his long time friend in a big hug.
She laughed and hugged back before laughing and pulling her hips back from his slightly.
"Ok, I would have preferred a hug without being stabbed in the hip thank you." She said unashamedly as Kurt released her and turned a little pink.
"Oops sorry." Kurt said as he tried to will his erection away in front of his friend's amused gaze.
Blaine got up from the floor also laughing lightly at the situation they had found themselves in, before pulling Santana against him in a hug too.
"It's good to see you Santana."
"You too, Frodo." She said cheekily as she ruffled his hair a little, Blaine batting her hand away, "ok I'm all for you guys having sex in your own house but never hug me again while you have a woody ok?"
They both turned a little red at her exclamation before all of them started laughing.
After Kurt had put away all the wedding things, that littered the floor, Puck and Sam had arrived home, and both tackled Santana into a big hug. She was squealing with laughter as Puck picked her up and spun her around, Kurt was just standing laughing at their antics.
Blaine made everyone a lovely lunch, that was spread out along the coffee table, because nobody wanted to sit out in the kitchen, Santana preferring the comfort of the couch over a stool or chair.
Everybody was enjoying the company, Santana sharp wit and sarcasm was like electricity, and it made everybody laugh so much, and even though she was a Vampire, she fit in with their pack quite well.
"My father paid for my flight out, and I got off work for the next 2 weeks so I'm all yours, Hummelbird." She explained as she sipped on her wine, and Kurt's smile got a little brighter.
"That's great, we can get the bridesmaids dresses out of the way, Brittany and Mercedes are flying in on Wednesday and Thursday next week, and we can all go together." Kurt exclaimed, excited at the prospect of more shopping with all his girls.
Santana's hand paused on it's at back to the food on the table, and she glanced up with a slightly nervous but curious expression.
"Wait...Brittany. Your friend Brittany?"
"Yes," Kurt nodded, "I've told you about her before, and you saw the high school graduation photos."
"Yes I have," Santana answered a little quietly, before shaking her head a little and looking back up at Kurt, "She's a vampire right?"
"Half." Kurt corrected, with a slightly raised eyebrow.
"Ok."
Kurt really didn't know how to take her response, thinking she would be uncomfortable with there being other people around, and knowing she wasn't a very social person, he quickly asked if it was alright.
"Is that ok with you? I mean we can get the dress for you out of the way, if you want?"
"No it's fine, I've always wanted to meet these Ohio friends of yours." She said with a big smile, and Kurt sighed internally with relief.
"Ok then, so next Friday, we'll all hit the wedding stores, Julia has already promised to get me a discount card for all of the stores, if I invite her to the wedding." Kurt said laughing amusedly, as Santana giggled back, "Which I was going to do anyway."
"How many people are being invited?" Puck piped in from the other couch, and Sam nodded beside him, Blaine looked back at Kurt with a slightly curious look too.
"Erm..." Kurt took a moment to count of people inside his head for a minute, the invitations weren't done yet, he had sent Carole a list the other day, just of his mom's family, which he knew there were a lot more than Blaine's, "there's about 50 on my side, my mom's family wanted to be present for the ceremony." Kurt said as he shrugged, before turning to regard his fiancé, "And Blaine's...?"
Blaine looked a little stunned for a moment before he too counted out in his head before answering.
"Oh well, I only know my mom's side of the family, so maybe about 30?"
"So under 100 guests?" Sam asked, and Kurt nodded at him with a small smile.
"That's if we get a 'yes' from everyone." Kurt said with a slight grimace on his face, that had Blaine tilting his head towards his fiancé, in confusion.
Puck just rolled his eyes, he knew about Kurt's family.
"You don't think some people will turn up?" Blaine asked, and Santana sent Kurt an understanding expression, as Kurt sighed.
"I don't know my mom's family very well, and they never really got along with my dad," He explained and Blaine took his hand and squeezed it lightly, "except my uncle Frank, well my mom's uncle."
"Ah." Blaine acknowledged, knowing now how complicated Kurt's family was.
"And then obviously there's Noah's mom and sister, Sam's family, Finn's uncle Andy, Cooper and his wife, Sebastian's father." Kurt listed off, as Puck and Sam nodded along with him.
"Yep," Blaine added as he refilled his glass, "my grandma is flying in from Italy, especially for it."
"Italy?" Sam asked with a slight look of intrigue and awe on his face.
Blaine nodded and gave Sam a small grin.
"Yeah, she moved out there years ago, when my Grandpa died."
It was silent for a while, everyone finishing eating, and processing the information they had all just shared, until Puck broke it.
"Are there going to be girls there?"
"Trust you Puckerman." Sam laughed and punched Puck's shoulder playfully.
"I'm just curious."
They all laughed at his innocent expression before Kurt cleared his throat.
"Shall I invite Quinn and Beth, Noah?" He asked and Puck looked up at him in surprise, eyes wide but trying to hold back his smile.
"It's up to you Kurt, it's your wedding." He answered with a small shrug, but Kurt could tell it was an exciting prospect to have his daughter here.
"She was my friend too, back in the day, and I love Beth." Kurt said, and Puck smiled gratefully at him, which he returned with a small nod and a wink.
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"Ah...ah...ah."
"Shhh."
"I can't...ah..h-help it...oh."
"Santana is right down the hall, honey."
"Th-then...ah...s-stop."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, d-don't stop."
Kurt's head lowered again, going back to his ministrations, Blaine writhing around beneath him. Blaine was on his stomach, with his face buried in his arms, rutting against the sheets underneath his body, and Kurt's tongue buried inside him.
"Ah, baby," Blaine said with a groan, "p-please just...f-fuck me already..."
Kurt smirked around his tongue, currently licking it's way inside his very aroused, very delicious fiancé, Kurt couldn't help but feel close to the edge himself. He loved Blaine's ass, it was his second best feature, his eyes were the first. And he loved rimming him, his fiancé turned into such a blubbering mess, and it was a great way to ensure he was stretched and relaxed enough before the real fun began.
"Alright, honey," Kurt said as he pulled his tongue free, leaving a long trail of saliva between them, "do you think you need some lube?"
Blaine moaned and shook his head quickly, lifting his hips and pushing back against Kurt until his mate got the message. Kurt chuckled at his horny mate before lining his aching erection up with his wonderful lover's stretched hole.
He pushed his hips down gently, pushing the head through the first muscles, as Blaine moaned breathlessly from the top of the bed, Kurt holding in a groan himself as the warm, tight, wetness engulfed him slowly, he kept pushing as Blaine's moans got louder, until he was completely encased in this beautiful creature before him.
He leaned down to place an open mouthed kiss on the middle of Blaine's spine, earning a sigh of contentment from him, and a small hip wiggle to let Kurt know he could move already.
Pulling his hips back slowly, Kurt glanced down to watch as his mate's body was twitching and trying to pull him back inside, letting out a low moan as he watched, and Blaine was still writhing around at the torturously slow pace. Kurt smirked a little at his impatient fiancé's back, before slamming his hips forward, smashing, right on target, into Blaine's prostate, pushing a loud yell out of Blaine's throat.
Kurt didn't hold back now, that sound was so hot, he had to cause him to make it again. Setting a maddening pace now, thrusting and pulling back at such a fast pace, he might have forced Blaine's head into the wall in front of them, if his love didn't already have his hands out in front of him clutching at the headboard.
Blaine's yells of ecstasy turned into small screams and gasps as Kurt managed to hit the sensitive nub inside him, dead on every time. Blaine then became a mess, blubbering incoherently as Kurt continued to pound him into the mattress.
Kurt was close, the warm feeling in his abdomen was at boiling point now, and he knew he could come any second, so he needed to push Blaine over first. Kurt's nails and fangs lengthened as he neared his release, bringing his fingers to both of Blaine's hips and squeezing until his long, sharp nails managed to break the skin just a little.
Blaine tensed up as Kurt's nails pierced his skin and with one particularly loud scream, he came, driving his own fangs into his forearm in front of him, muffling the sounds of his oversensitivity as Kurt continued driving into him, chasing his own release now.
"Ah...ah...ah...K-Kurt," Blaine stammered out, Kurt growled low as his thrusts turned out of rhythm a little, pushing into the final phase, "come I-inside me, baby...please."
With that 'please' and a little moan from Blaine, Kurt was gone, he came with a growl and he shut his eyes tightly as waves of pleasure washed down his spine, right into his toes, and he leaned down and pierced the back of Blaine's shoulder with his fangs, hanging onto him as his hips continued a low rhythm, riding out his orgasm within his mate.
Abdominal muscles still clenching rhythmically, Kurt released Blaine's shoulder, but he didn't pull away, he was breathing heavy and leaning his forehead against Blaine's back, as one of Blaine's hands reached over head, to play with Kurt's hair, meaning to calm his fiancé down.
Both were silent for a while, listening to each other's panting breaths and loud heartbeats, Blaine still stroking Kurt's hair over the top of his back lovingly, and Kurt leaving little fluttering kisses against Blaine's spine.
Eventually it got too sensitive to be connected, and Kurt had to pull out of his gorgeous man, Blaine whining as he did so, before moving off of the bed to go and clean up a little. Kurt just laid down where Blaine had been, still coming down from the immense pleasure he had just gone through.
When Blaine returned he had a wash cloth for Kurt, and threw it down at him with a cheeky grin, before wandering to his closet to get out another bed sheet that he had stashed in there, because he wasn't willing to make the trip down to the hall closet while Santana was around.
After moving Kurt around so that he could put the other sheet in place, he laid down next to him, after leaving the dirtied one on the floor in the corner, ready for the laundry tomorrow.
Kurt turned to look t him as he settled down next to him, turning onto his side to get comfortable. Kurt watched him for a second, smiling at him gently, Blaine's eyes were soft and warm, his smile as bright as always.
"Hi." Kurt said, and Blaine laughed a little.
"Hi."
"I want to marry you." Kurt exclaimed gently, reaching out and running a hand down Blaine's cheek.
"It's a good thing you are then, huh?" Blaine replied as he closed his eyes, moving closer to Kurt, and throwing an arm around his waist.
"Very good." Kurt responded with a big smile, and pulled the duvet around them both, nuzzling his nose with Blaine's as they cuddled up closer for sleep.
"I love you, Kurt." Blaine whispered and placed a kiss against Kurt's nose.
Kurt giggled a little breathlessly.
"I love you too, Blaine."
As they closed their eyes and settled down to sleep, Blaine thought about something just random that his boss was talking to him about the other day.
"Kurt," he started as he turned his face up and opened his eyes, looking up at his fiancé, who hummed in response, "my boss told me about something weird that happened on New Years."
Kurt's eyes shot open and he looked down into warm, amused honey coloured ones.
"Oh yeah?" he replied trying to sound casual.
"Yeah, he said you were having cross words with Billy."
Kurt growled quietly, rumbling in his chest at the mention of that name. And Blaine laughed.
"So it's true?" he asked still chuckling, "were you defending me from the advances of a blonde haired, 19 year old kid?"
"A 19 year old hussy." Kurt bit out under his breath but it just made Blaine laugh louder.
"Oh Kurt, you know you had nothing to worry about right?"
Kurt looked back into Blaine's eyes with a warm expression.
"Yes I know that honey," He said as he kissed Blaine's nose, "I just had to put him in his place, that's all."
"Well, you certainly did that."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah," Blaine said with an amused look on his face, "he barely talks to me anymore."
Kurt's eyes shone proudly at that and Blaine smiled before snuggling in close again, listening to Kurt's heartbeat as he became over come by sleepiness.
"Goodnight, baby."
"Night honey." Came the reply, and the last thing Blaine felt before sleep claimed him was a kiss and nuzzle in his hair.
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Kurt had been on the phone with his father for about an hour, going over different plans for the wedding, and he told his dad that he personally wanted to make Burt's suit, to which his father was trying to get out of. Burt was currently explaining about a store that had half off everything, and that he was perfectly fine with buying his own.
"Yes dad I know. But I want to do this." Kurt explained stopping his father from rattling on, "Did you speak to uncle frank yet?"
"No not yet kid, but I did speak to your grandma and she is coming." came his father's sardonic reply and Kurt pursed his lips together.
"Great."
He checked his grandmother off of the list on the 'yes' side when a loud banging sound could be heard from the kitchen, following by:
"Oh shut your stupid horse face."
"Fuck off rug-muncher."
"What was that?" His father said from the phone that Kurt had almost dropped due to surprise, he rolled his eyes slightly and moved away from the kitchen, and sitting on a couch with his lists in front of him.
"That's just Seb and Satan...could you get Carole to do those measurements for me please?"
"Yes sure kid. Are you sure about making the tuxes Kurt, seems a lot of work buddy."
"I'm already nearly through with the guys' ones, all that's left is mine, yours and Blaine's jacket."
"Ok I'll get Carole to do that."
"Thank you," Kurt said, now crossing off his father's suit on another page, "Did she take my card design to that printing shop?"
"Yes, they're all printed and ready to be written out."
"You know who I want there dad, and Carole's calligraphy is amazing."
Carole's handiwork when it came to writing out invitations was beautiful. Kurt had been in awe of it, when Carole had shown him when he was 16, she said it had been a hobby of hers, growing up, but Kurt now knew itwould be so perfect for his invitations, and she had agreed.
"Yes I know, we'll get it done. Anything else?"
Kurt opened his mouth to answer his father when the footsteps came closer and Sebastian and Santana appeared through the doorway, Santana was pulling something free from her hair, while Sebastian had a guilty look on his face.
"What the fuck, is your chipmunk brain in your dick?" She said loudly and Kurt gasped in shock, and his father was laughing in his ear.
"Santana!" He admonished while she just shrugged and walked off to the bathroom, and Sebastian sent Kurt a sheepish look before going back into the kitchen, "Dad...I appreciate yours and Carole's help, give her a big kiss from me yeah? Oh and ask if she wants me to make her a hat."
His dad was still chuckling slightly down the line.
"I'll ask." His father managed to gasp out between laughs, and Kurt grinned and shook his head at his father.
"Ok then."
Then Santana came barrelling through into the kitchen and all Kurt heard was-
"Hey give it back lesbo!"
"Oh my god!" Kurt said sighing and putting his face in his hand.
"Sounds like you've got your hands full." came Burt's amused voice.
"Yeah tell me about it and Britt gets here tomorrow." Kurt said in a whiny tone, and Burt laughed at him.
"Good luck son."
"Thanks." Kurt replied sarcastically, "Text me as soon as the invites are gone ok?"
"Yes of course I will."
"Ow you stupid fuck, that hurt!" came Sebastian's yell from inside the kitchen again. Kurt just rolled his eyes.
"Then get your hand out of the way, bitch." Santana's voice replied.
"I have to go dad." Kurt said lightly, while his father laughed again.
"I know, I love you son."
"I love you too."
As Kurt hung up the call, he sighed and moved into the kitchen, where Sebastian and Santana were arguing over a certain frying pan, obviously both wanting to cook something different, but neither one willing to get another pan.
"Could you two at least try to keep the bad language to a minimum while I'm on the phone?"
"Where's the fun in that?" Sebastian replied, with a smirk on his face, but still held Santana's gaze.
"As if you've never said a bad word, lady-face?" Santana gave Kurt a pointed look, and he sighed in defeat, she could really be a right sarcastic bitch when she wanted to be.
"I didn't say I'm innocent but some decorum and manners would be nice."
Before Santana or Sebastian had a chance to reply, Puck walked into their conversation and put in his own retort.
"What manners? You know they both have none." Both Santana and Sebastian each gave Puck a glare and the finger.
Puck just laughed out loud.
"Yes I'm aware thank you Noah." Kurt said, as he sat on one of the bar stools, as Puck moved into the kitchen and started up the coffee machine.
"Hmph." Came Santana's little admonishment at being ignored now, but Puck just carried on as if she wasn't here, preparing a coffee for himself and one for Kurt, then taking a seat opposite him at the breakfast bar.
"So I spoke to my mom, she is definitely coming." Puck told Kurt, as he placed the mug in front of him, earning him a grateful smile in return.
"Great, and Quinn sent me back a maybe." Kurt responded with an apprehensive look as he relayed the news to Puck.
"Mmm."
Kurt felt bad for Puck, he really did, it must be awful to be away from your own child all the time. He reached out and clasped at Puck's hand, squeezing his fingers and as Puck looked up at him, he gave him a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry, even if Quinn can't make it, I'll ask Mercedes to bring Beth." Kurt said, with a confident look in his eye, and Puck chuckled lightly before nodding his head.
"Thanks."
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Brittany and Santana got on like a house on fire, and Santana's snarky or bitchy comments all but disappeared in Brittany's presence. Kurt had breathed a sigh of relief, he loved Satan but sometimes he really wanted to shove a sock in her mouth to shut her up.
Sebastian was put out though, he missed the constant bickering, all of Santana's attention now was on Britt and it had only been about 18 hours since Britt had arrived.
Kurt, Britt and Britt's shadow were in the airport now waiting for Mercedes' plane to land.
Kurt was moving his eyes between watching the board and watching San and Britt. There was definitely something going on with Santana, she brightened up around Brittany, and wasn't so bitchy and tense all the time. Like all her troubles had melted away.
Kurt smirked to himself, he was unwittingly playing matchmaker, but he wouldn't interfere, he would let them work out how they feel themselves. Besides it hadn't even been a day yet. Time would tell.
"Flight 0097 from Los Angeles to New York has landed, passengers will be leaving Gate 13."
The airport speakers announced all of a sudden and they all made their way, quickly, to the area around Gate 13.
As soon as Kurt spotted Mercedes he yelled with excitement and caught her attention, they met halfway as they bounded towards each other and embraced strongly.
"Oh I missed you white boy."
"Missed you too 'cedes." Kurt replied burying his face into his friends hair and squeezing her tightly.
"Mercedes!" came a high voice behind them, before they were both tackled.
Laughing together, the friends all shared a three way hug, Santana just watched from a few feet away, slightly amused at the huddle.
"Oh Mercedes, this is my friend Santana, remember me telling you about her?" Kurt said as he dragged Santana closer by her hand, Mercedes gave her a light wave and a big smile.
"Oh yeah, what's up girl?"
"Hey," Santana returned the happy smile and wave, before Mercedes turned to say something to Britt and Santana turned to Kurt, "Shouldn't we be getting back now?"
"Oh yeah, I guess so."
As they grabbed Mercedes suitcases from the belt, and made their way out to grab a taxi, Santana was walking close to Brittany, and holding Britt's hand sometimes when they came to a stop.
"So where will we be sleeping?" Mercedes asked them as they carried her things inside the house, "I'm hoping it's going to be like old times, remember the sleepovers Britt Britt?"
"Yeah, oh Kurt can we do that?" She turned her pleading look to Kurt.
"I can't just kick Blaine out of his own bed."
"Oh please Kurt, it will only be for the first night. I just want to spend time with my friends, like we used too."
With 3 very different but all pleading looks sent his way Kurt had no choice but to sigh and shake his head in defeat.
"Ok, I'll talk to Blaine about it."
The girls all squealed with excitement at the possibility of having a girly sleepover again. And Kurt couldn't help but laugh along with them as he made his way up the stairs, where he knew he had left his mate earlier.
Opening Sebastian's bedroom door he was met with gun fire and angry yelling, Puck Sebastian and Blaine, were playing some kind of shooting game together, and it looked like Puck was currently losing.
"Aw man, come on."
"Too bad, Puckerman, you're too slow." As Kurt heard his future husband's taunt at his friend, he giggled slightly, causing three heads to turn in his direction.
"Hey baby," Blaine said as he quickly turned his head back to the game, "did you get your girl?"
"Yes Mercedes is here," He said and Puck got up excitedly before making his way quickly downstairs to go greet Mercedes. "There was something I wanted to ask you honey."
"Ask away babe." Blaine replied, before shouting 'fuck', and pushing Sebastian with his shoulder, before intently glaring at him from the corner of his eye.
"Well, the girls wanted to have a sleepover, like the ones I told you we used to have." Kurt explained, waiting for Blaine's acknowledgement.
"Uh huh." Blaine said, distractedly and Kurt just sighed.
"Well they want to have one tonight."
"Ok."
"In our room."
"Mhm."
"Blaine, the girls and I are commandeering the bed for the night."
"What?" Blaine said as he turned his face away from the screen to look at Kurt, causing Sebastian to kill him, and shout out his victory.
"The girls want to have a sleepover with me, in our room." Kurt retold Blaine know that he was paying attention properly.
"Oh," Blaine said as he now understood what was being asked, "ok, Kurt that's fine, I guess I'll spend the night in here then."
"I didn't agree to that." Sebastian said sarcastically and Blaine just sent a grin at his friend, "what if you start humping me in the night, thinking I'm Kurt."
Blaine snorted and Kurt giggled slightly.
"Seb, it would take quite a lot before I would mistake you for Kurt."
Sebastian gave him a regular smirk, but Kurt cut in before Seb could answer.
"So you're ok with the girls being with me tonight?" He asked as Blaine stood up and walked over, grabbing Kurt's waist in his arms.
"Yeah sure babe, have fun." Blaine responded smiling brightly.
Kurt wrapped his own arms around his fiancé and breathed in his scent before placing a light kiss on his lips.
"Ok, thank you honey, I love you."
Blaine's arms tightened before he released him with a return kiss.
"I love you too. So let's go and greet Mercedes." Blaine said, and gestured for Sebastian to get up and follow them too.