Love in the Air
AN: Hello! So this is the last chapter! An epilogue will be posted in a few days. There is a post on my tumblr that has pictures of everything mentioned in this chapter, the location, flowers, dresses and suits. The song that Rachel sings is 'Accidentially in Love' by Counting Crows. It's on my tumblr as well and I'd suggest listening to it. The url is reidbetweentheelines.
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Chapter 26:
July 14th 2020:
The warm, seventy five degree, New York air was thick with excitement and anticipation. A buzz of soft chatter among friends and those just meeting hung in the air as guests dressed in designer clothes walked down the lawn at the Conservatory Garden in Central Park.
White chairs were set in rows across the grassy expanse, all facing the fountain at the end of the lawn. The edges of the chairs were decorated with navy ribbons and clusters of bright yellow and white roses.
The ceremony was small considering who the wedding was for. There were about 200 guests, and everyone knew Blaine and Kurt personally.
Kurt's whole family along with Nick's was in attendance. The most shocking guests to RSVP were Blaine's parents who had never been very accepting of his sexuality. They had agreed at attend though, wanting to see their son marry to the man he loves.
Blaine's brother Cooper was also set to attend. He had stopped by a few times to meet Kurt and catch up with Blaine before he was off again to chase his dreams or girls, Blaine was never too sure.
The whole garden had been closed to the public and security was lining the premises to keep paparazzi and fans who were trying to get a peek, away from the ceremony.
At the end of June, 'One of the Few' finished its first run on Broadway and would hit the stage again in September, giving Kurt a break from work to enjoy married life with Blaine who had been working for Mr. Brown and loving every day he got to fly the private jet with Jeff.
Blaine's old high school friends Wes and David, along with Kurt's old friends, Puck and Mike, were the ushers, helping everyone find their seats. They were all dressed impeccably in custom black suits that a friend of Kurt's, who was a designer, had made especially for the wedding.
Puck glanced down at his watch, noting the time, "Well boys, it's about show time." The four men looked around to see if anyone else needed help finding their seats, but seeing everyone seated they made their way down the aisle to their own seats.
"Kurt."
Santana's voice didn't even faze him as he kept pacing back and forth in the small room. Santana was seated at the chair in front of the small vanity, twirling a curl of her hair around her finger as she watched Kurt wear a path into the carpet.
She sighed and tried again, "Kurt, stop!"
Thankfully that worked and Kurt froze, slowly turning to look at his best friend.
"Who are you marrying?"
The question was simple but caught Kurt of guard; he was expecting Santana to rip into him about pacing. He didn't expect the question, let alone how Santana asked. Her voice was soft, and her eyes unwavering as they locked on his.
"B-Blaine?"
"That didn't sound every convincing Sweet Cheeks." Her eye narrowed, eyebrows raised, daring him to answer again.
Kurt sighed, his hand freezing half way to his hair before remembering that it was already perfectly styled. "Blaine. I'm marrying Blaine Anderson." This time his voice was full of conviction and if that wasn't enough, the fire and love in his eye was enough to prove his words.
"Good," Santana said much more convinced though she knew the answer already. "Now, do you love him?"
"Of course I do," Kurt scoffed, looking up from his suit which he had attempted to straighten after his bout of pacing.
"Then why are you freaking out?"
"I-I don't! I j-just. Ugh!" Kurt shot a glare at Santana because she was right; he had no reason to be freaking out. He loved Blaine more than anything. There was no doubt in his mind that he wanted to marry him, so why was he freaking out? He was an actor, now a very famous one on Broadway, but this nervousness was completely different than stage fright. The worst was knowing that as soon as he saw Blaine, all the anxiety flowing through his tense body would disappear. Just like that. Just like it had done for the past year and half that he had been with the curly haired man.
Santana stood up from the chair she had been sitting in, her dark blue dress falling just above her knees. She, Rachel, and Kurt had spent a whole day wandering around New York City trying to find the perfect dress. After narrowly avoiding three cat fights which Kurt had managed to break up, they finally agreed on a dress. It was dark blue, made of a silky fabric and clung to both their bodies perfectly.
Both Kurt and Blaine's suits had been made custom by a friend but neither knew what the other's looked like aside from the color. The only ones who did were Rachel and Santana, who had accompanied both men to all their fittings.
"Kurt, listen to me." She reached out and took both his hands in her own, gently moving her thumb over the back of his hand. It was a calming gesture, and something she had done ever since they became friends. "I get that you might be nervous about the ceremony, it's your wedding day –hell if it was me I would have already panicked at least three times!"
Kurt raised his eyebrows and nodded in agreement.
"But Kurt, the man down the hall, Blaine, he is so in love with you. Blaine loves you and it would sickening if I didn't love Hobbit McShorty so much."
A smile cracked Kurt's composed mask at the nickname. Santana hadn't called Blaine one of the names she was so well known for in almost a year. It was like, once she realized how serious they were, the nicknames disappeared.
"The way he looks at you, it's like you're the only person he wants to be with. Because you are Kurt. So, you are going to go out there and marry that hunk of sweet pilot ass."
Kurt laughed, hanging his head before he looked back up and pulled Santana into a hug. "I love you Satan."
"I love you too Sweet Cheeks."
After a minute they pulled away just as Finn walked into the small room, "Ready man?"
Kurt looked between his bother and best friend and took a deep breath, "Yes."
The first in the procession train was Rachel who walked down the aisle arm in arm with Finn. Once they reached the end, Rachel moved to the right and Finn towards the left.
Santana and Jeff followed a few paces after them and once they reached the end, Santana stood in front of Finn while Jeff stood in front of Rachel.
After them, Justin walked down the aisle in a miniature version of the suit that his father wore, by his side was Melody, in a little dress that matched her mother and aunt's dresses. The rings were held in Justin's hand and Melody had a small basket filled with the petals of yellow and white roses.
When they were half way down the aisle, the music changed which was Kurt's signal to start walking. He stepped out from behind the tree where he was waiting and looked straight ahead to where Blaine was doing the same.
They had agreed to walk down the aisle together rather than one after the other. Everything in their relationship had been done together, so this was no different.
Kurt had to concentrate on keeping a steady pace as he walked towards Blaine, not wanting to ruin everything by racing straight into Blaine's arms which is what the irrational part of his brain was telling him to do.
Eventually, after what seemed like an agonizing amount of time, they meet at the center of the field where the strip of white carpet covered in flower petals began.
"Ready?" Blaine held out his hand which Kurt took, intertwining their fingers together as he had done many times before.
Kurt nodded, "I'm ready."
Their hands clasped together and they began to walk.
It's commonly said that before death or a near death experience, one might get flashes from their life. A compilation of random and life changing moments that for some reason hold significance.
As Kurt took each step down the aisle, he saw flashes of moments spent with Blaine, but it wasn't death he was moving towards, it was a new life with the man he loved.
The day before Christmas Eve in Seattle.
Boarding a flight, only to realize the pilot was the most attractive man he had ever seen.
Getting up the courage to talk to him, learning his name. Blaine.
Coffee at Starbucks and trying to hear each other over the noise of the airport.
The first time Blaine held his hand.
Snowflakes stuck on Blaine's eyelashes and then the first time their lips met.
Then there was a gap, when they were apart but Blaine was still in Kurt's thoughts.
A million other moments flashed through Kurt's mind.
Making love for the first time, learning how to make Blaine fall apart under his touch.
Skipping rocks.
Saying 'yes' and never meaning anything more in his life.
Kurt chanced a look at Blaine when they made it to the end, and Kurt only hoped that his face showed as much love as Blaine's did. Their hands never came apart as Blaine moved to stand next to Jeff and Kurt stood next to Santana.
Their vows were simple, expressing the love they both felt. Kurt's eyes were locked to Blaine's and he barely heard what the officiant was saying. He was convinced that the weight of Blaine's hand in his own was the only thing keeping him from floating away.
A great feeling of relief washed over Kurt when they exchanged rings, and the gold band returned to his ring finger where it would stay for the rest of his life.
Ten minutes after walking down the aisle, the officiant finally said the words they had both been waiting for, "By the power vested in me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you husbands. You may now kiss."
They moved forward simultaneously. Blaine's hands automatically held Kurt's waist while Kurt's arms wrapped around his neck holding them close. Their lips met, both too absorbed in each other to notice the applause sounding around them.
Rachel, Santana, Burt, Carole and almost everyone else there had tears silently streaming down their faces.
Blaine and Kurt finally separated, turning around to face their friends and family who cheered even louder. "I love you," Blaine whispered, pressing a kiss to Kurt's temple.
"I love you too." Kurt replied before grabbing Blaine's hand and pulling him down the aisle.
The wedding ceremony flowed smoothly into the reception which was held at the Boathouse in Central Park. It was decorate with the same navy ribbon and roses from the ceremony.
After everyone had eaten their fill from the huge buffet set at the end of the room, Jeff and Santana stood up to give their speeches. They each took turns talking about the Kurt and Blaine that they knew before they had meet each other, and then went into detail about that fated flight from Seattle to Chicago and the holiday they all spent together.
They finished with a toast before Rachel stole the microphone and headed towards the stage.
"Alright, now that we have heard that lovely account from Santana and Jeff, I'd like to call my two favorite men, besides my husband and son, to the dance floor."
Kurt pulled Blaine to his feet and they both made their way to the wooden floor in the middle of the room as Rachel began to sing.
Her voice filled the room as they began dancing to their wedding song and by the time Rachel reached the chorus for the second time, Blaine was dancing with Burt while Kurt twirled around them with Carole. By the end of the night, they had danced with almost everyone there before they were finally back in each other's arms.
Kurt had just finished dancing with Santana when a slower song came on and she left to go dance with Eric as Blaine cut in.
"Hello Mr. Hummel-Anderson."
Kurt smiled and chuckled at being addressed by his new last name, "Hello to you too Mr. Hummel-Anderson. God that sounds strange, but in the best way possible."
Blaine's arms pulled Kurt closer as they spun around slowly. Only Carole, Burt, Rachel, Finn, Santana, Eric, Nick, Jeff and a few of their friends were still there as the day light faded outside the large windows.
"Good, because you aren't getting rid of me."
Kurt hummed in agreement, melting in to Blaine's arm, "I'm never saying goodbye to you Blaine Hummel-Anderson."
The sun continued to set as the moon rose further into the New York sky. The city was buzzing with the sounds of traffic and pedestrians, everyone trying to get somewhere as quickly as possible.
But inside a boathouse in Central Park, Blaine and Kurt were enjoying each moment they had together, and the moments that they would continue to share for the rest of their lives.
So there it is! The last chapter and wedding! The epilogue should be up in the next couple of days.
Again, pictures are on my tumblr, URL: reidbetweentheelines
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