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From Proverbial Sunset (Anonymous): their first kiss as a married couple at their wedding

This was designed to be my final chapter, but I actually already had one that I wanted to do for the final chapter, but I still really did want to do this.

My favourite way to look at the Klaine relationship is that it's like a old-fashioned Victorian courtship. At the time of writing this (early September when all of the promos were driving us crazy!), we've seen them kiss on set once and on stage once (but that was so totally Darren and Chris, not Kurt and Blaine), and they're constantly holding hands and being just gorgeous (obviously that has changed a LOT now but still). So, if that kiss hadn't happened in Original Song, I don't think that this would be that far of a cry. I don't know whether the prompt was intended as their first kiss being at their wedding, or showing their first kiss as a married couple with other kisses having happened. However, I'm sticking with the idea of this being their first kiss. I have friends who have done this, so I reckon it's possible. It's very different, I know, but I want to try it.

Some people may struggle with this. If you are one of those, feel free to pretend that they have kissed before and this is simply their first kiss as a married couple.

Marriage

Kurt was shaking as he walked back into his and Rachel's flat, so much so that it took him four tries to get the door open and Rachel was already halfway down the hall by the time he did get inside. "Kurt?" she asked, looking at him closely before taking his arm. "Honey, what is it?" Kurt shook his head and Rachel, clearly worried, led him to a chair. "What's wrong? I thought you were out with Blaine - oh. Oh, no, he didn't?"

"Didn't what?" Kurt asked, aware that he should know the answer to the question but couldn't quite engage his brain.

Rachel frowned, looking endlessly sympathetic. "Break up with you," she whispered.

Kurt stared at her for a few seconds before suddenly grinning so wide it actually hurt because holy crap, that just happened. Rachel looked stunned at his sudden mood change, most likely concerned for his well being. "Quite the opposite, actually," he said, before deciding words weren't enough and holding up his left hand.

Rachel shrieked at the top of her lungs and threw herself into Kurt's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. "He proposed!"

"He did." Kurt couldn't control his elated laughter anymore, burying his head in Rachel's shoulder and letting it out, as well as a few tears because this was just so surreal.

For a good few minutes they just held onto each other, completely wrapped up in the emotion of it all before Rachel pulled away. "You have to tell me how he did it! I can't believe Blaine didn't tell me he was going to, he promised he'd let me know in advance."

"That's probably because he didn't know he was going to." Kurt paused before grabbing his phone. "Hold on, let me get Mercedes on the line, otherwise she'll kill me for not being the first to know." Rachel waited patiently - somewhat - while he called Mercedes, waiting for her to pick up before he put her on loudspeaker. "Mercedes? It's Kurt and Rachel, I have something to -"

"Blaine proposed!"

Kurt turned and frowned severely at Rachel. "Excuse me, that was my news."

"Are you for real?" Mercedes's excited voice came down the line and Kurt could practically see her now, on the edge of her seat with the phone gripped in her hands. "Deets!"

Kurt laughed. "Okay, okay. As I was saying to Rachel, he didn't actually plan it out. We were on one of our regular coffee dates and we went for a walk around the streets afterward and ended up at Central Park. And we were just talking about life and the future and he said that no matter what happened, he wanted me to be a part of his future, forever. So, of course, I told him that sounded a lot like a proposal and he just stopped in his tracks and turned to me and said, 'I think it is. I want to marry you.'"

Mercedes and Rachel squealed in tandem and Kurt laughed again. "And what did you do?" Rachel demanded.

"Well, I told him that we've been very traditional about things so far so if that was what he wanted, he'd better do it properly. And then he gets down on one knee right there in the middle of the park," Kurt rolled his eyes but couldn't contain his smile, "and begins one of his Blaine Rambles, telling me how much he loves me and there's nobody else out there in the world that could ever be as perfect for him as I am and it would be such a privilege to call me his…"

There were a few seconds of silence. "And?" Mercedes finally prompted.

Kurt felt himself blush. "I just started crying. Like, a lot. And Blaine got all worried that he was taking things too fast -"

"Too fast?" Rachel cut in. "You've been dating for three years and you haven't kissed. There's no way you two could be accused of taking things too fast."

Kurt sighed. "You know full well why that is… oh my GaGa, I get to kiss him!"

This time three squeals of delight rang out around the apartment, Kurt's being the loudest. "I still can't get over the fact that you've been dating for so long and haven't kissed," Mercedes said. "I mean, don't you want to?"

"Always," Kurt admitted. "But I love him, so I can handle it. Of course, on the other hand, I love him so it's an absolute struggle, but this is what he wants and I am completely willing to respect that. But back to the proposal?" He received two murmurs of assent and continued. "Anyway, I had to reassure him that I definitely wanted this and then we went ring shopping and I ended up with this."

He held his hand out, quickly pulling up the camera on his iPhone and snapping a shot to send to Mercedes. Her exclamation of delight a few seconds later made it clear that she had gotten the picture. "Gorgeous! Is that white gold?"

"Yep. And three diamonds." Kurt wiggled his fingers, staring down at the glittering ring in wonder. "Blaine's is more simple - silver titanium with bevelled edges which looks perfect with his skin tone. I'll get him to send you a photo. But now that that's out of the way, how's Los Angeles? And how's Marcus treating you?"

As Mercedes began to talk, Kurt allowed himself to drift off into thought, still trying to catch up to the fact that his boyfriend had actually just proposed to him. Not that Blaine was his boyfriend anymore, and wow, fiance had such a ring to it that Kurt couldn't keep the smile off his face. And soon enough he was going to get married and then he and Blaine could move in together and there'd be a wedding and… and they were going to kiss. For the first time ever.

Kurt knew it was strange that he and Blaine had spent the past three years dating without going any further than holding hands and many people didn't understand it at all. It had taken Kurt himself some time to get used to, all those years ago in high school when it first began. When they had first started dating, neither boy had ever been in a relationship before and Kurt automatically left any decisions and 'first moves' up to Blaine. It had made so much sense at the time - Blaine was as confident as all get out and had been the one to ask Kurt out in the first place. So Kurt had just sat back and waited, enjoying the simple things like being able to hold hands with another boy or cuddle together when they watched a movie.

But when one month of new relationship activities became three, Kurt started getting curious and, admittedly, a little worried. He wanted to kiss Blaine, so much sometimes that it hurt, but did Blaine not want to kiss him? Was there something wrong with him? Was it because of what had happened with Karofsky and Blaine didn't want sloppy seconds?

When Kurt had finally worked up the nerve and posed all of these questions to Blaine, it had taken all of three seconds for Blaine to burst into tears (and Kurt had no idea what to do because Blaine had never cried before) and decide that he was an awful boyfriend and Kurt deserved so much better than him. And when Kurt had finally calmed Blaine down and assured him that they wouldn't be breaking up now or any time in the foreseeable future, he had gotten the story.

Blaine's father was up to his fifth wife - sixth by now. The past four women who had fallen for his father at that time had jumped into bed with him and then changed their mind when it came to actually being a couple. The only one who had stuck around for any amount of time was Blaine's mother and that was because she had gotten pregnant - by the time Blaine was three, she was out the door and the long line of replacements began.

"I never want that, Kurt," Blaine explained, his voice trembling. "It's the most awful way to live. So I made myself a promise that I wouldn't have a physical relationship until I'm married because for me, marriage is for life. And the other guys have told me that it all starts with kissing - all the hand holding and stuff is innocent enough but as soon as you start kissing, that's when you lose control. So, I can't kiss you. And if that means we have to break up then…" Blaine shut his eyes, clearly preparing himself for the inevitable. "Then I understand."

Kurt surveyed him for a moment, waiting for Blaine to hesitantly open his eyes. "If you even try to break up with me right now, Blaine Anderson, you've got another thing coming." He reached out to take Blaine's hand gently, running his thumb along the back of Blaine's hand. "I care about you, not about what you can give me in regards to physical stuff. I mean, it's not like I have the best track record with that kind of stuff either. I can wait."

Blaine was still looking anxious. "You mean you're willing to wait on the chance of us getting married?"

"I want us to last, Blaine. I'll do whatever it takes."

And he had kept to his word. Three years - sometimes three long years but sometimes like time had never passed - and they hadn't gone any further than hand holding. When the decision had been made to move to New York, Blaine was adamant about living separately and had managed to bribe his father into purchasing an apartment for him which was pocket change. Of course, Burt was so keen on the idea that he suggested that Rachel and Finn also live separately, which was what led to their current situation.

Which also raised an important question. What's going to happen now that Blaine and I are getting married?

Mercedes and Rachel had finished gossiping so Kurt ended the conversation with a promise of sending a wedding invitation out to Mercedes as soon as he had picked a date, then turned to Rachel. "So," he started carefully, "me and Blaine are getting married."

"I am aware."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Which means we're going to be living together, and I'm guessing I'll be moving in with him. What's going to happen with you and Finn?"

Rachel ducked her head, a suspicious blush forming. "Well, actually, it's really good timing. Finn and I have been talking and we thought it might be time for us to possibly move in together. I didn't want to say anything to you and Blaine because we didn't want you to feel like we wanted to kick either of you out or anything, but this kind of works perfectly."

Kurt just shook his head, the grin refusing to leave his face. "Everything's perfect."

"Tell me again why we didn't get a wedding planner?"

Kurt rolled his eyes fondly, reaching over to take the stacks of paper out of Blaine's hands and began to expertly sort them into piles. "Because this is our wedding and we want it to be perfect for us. And we're just as capable as any wedding planner."

Blaine sighed. "You are. I'm not cut out for this sort of thing."

"You can be the coffee maker." Kurt squeezed his hand lightly before letting go, continuing to sort through the paperwork. "So, we're going down to look at flower arrangements tomorrow, outfits will be sorted by each of us respectively as well as vows, rings are on Thursday. I'll start looking into invitations tomorrow and possible venues for us to check out… anything else you have to add?"

"Only that I picked the best man possible to be my husband."

And even after three years, Blaine could still make him blush with the simplest of words.

They weren't going that traditionally, of course. A church wasn't really something that either of them were vying for, and a registration office seemed just a little too cheap for Kurt's standards. So when they had come across the manor house that was rented out for weddings and had managed to make time in their schedules to get out to look at it, Kurt had instantly fallen in love.

The only issue?

"Well, the booking schedule is quite tight for this place," the owner told them, flipping through her date book. "It seems our next opening is in eleven months time, unless you're willing to do a Tuesday afternoon in eight weeks."

Kurt sighed and turned to Blaine who also looked dejected. The chances of them falling the perfect place that would actually marry a same-sex couple had been so slim - yes, New York had advanced but that didn't mean everybody had - and now that they had it, it was fairly upsetting to find out they couldn't use it. As the woman's phone rang and she answered, Kurt shrugged. "I guess we'd better go find the least offensive looking registry office then."

"Actually, you might not have to." The woman set her phone down and flipped back to the start of the book, crossing a name out. "I've just had a cancellation. In regards to normal policy, I'm meant to go to the waiting list which is at about fifteen couples long right now but…" Kurt held his breath, grabbing Blaine's hand. "I think I can make an exception."

"Oh my goodness, thank you so much!" Kurt fought back the urge to squeal or something equally as embarrassing like jumping in his seat, instead reminding himself that he was an adult now, and one planning his wedding to boot.

"So, we'll be seeing you next Saturday and -"

Kurt froze. "What? Next Saturday? As in, ten days from now?"

Blaine squeezed his hand, forcing Kurt's attention to him. "Babe, relax. You have most of the details sorted out, all we need to do is get our family out here and tell all the caterers and detailers where they need to set up."

"Don't forget the honeymoon," Kurt reminded him.

"And due to my dad's frequent flyer points, we can go anywhere at any time," Blaine reminded him back. "Let's do this."

It only took Kurt another second to make up his mind, as was always the case when it came to Blaine - that one look and all of Kurt's carefully calculated plans were out the window for one of Blaine's impromptu ideas. "We'll take it."

I'm getting married in ten days, Kurt told himself, not even sure if he could believe it.

So, it had been short notice, but they were finally ready. Kurt and Rachel's place - more Rachel and Finn's now, considering most of Kurt's things were boxed up and ready to be moved to Blaine's apartment after the honeymoon - was packed to the roof with friends and relatives, all trying to find somewhere to sleep before the big day. Kurt knew Blaine's apartment was equally as crowded and also knew his fiance would be having just as much trouble sleeping as he was - after all, they were getting married tomorrow. Sure enough, when he called Blaine's phone, he picked up after only two rings. "How did I know you'd call me tonight?" Blaine asked, his tone amused.

"Because I can't see you," Kurt said simply. "Can you believe it? This time tomorrow, we're going to be married." The silence coming down the line was suspicious and Kurt couldn't help but smile. "Don't cry. Marrying me isn't that bad, I promise."

"Prat," Blaine murmured, his voice thick. "You know it's not too late to change your mind. I know I'm too weird and cry too much and I didn't even propose properly and -"

"Blaine Anderson," Kurt said as sternly as one could in a half-whisper while their old high school friends slept on their floor. "For one, I really cannot wait to call you Blaine Anderson-Hummel, so don't you dare tell me I can't." The chuckle emanating from the other end of the line was a positive and Kurt pressed on. "You are everything I've ever wanted and so much more. The only reason I want you trying to call off this wedding is because you've decided you aren't in love with me - and when I say want, I mean I really don't want that, please don't do that, that would really suck right now -"

"I'm not going to do that," Blaine said, the amused tone back. "I'm a bit of an idiot sometimes, but I'm nowhere near stupid enough to give up the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Kurt smiled at the ceiling, letting the comfortable silence drift between them. "Are we going to fall asleep on the phone again?"

"Yes," Blaine said immediately. "And then tomorrow night, we can fall asleep in each other's arms, where we actually belong."

"In our amazing honeymoon location that you are yet to tell me about," Kurt bantered back, trying to ignore the way his heart had skipped three beats at least from Blaine's last comment.

Blaine was smiling, Kurt knew. "I want you to have at least one surprise. You'll love it, I promise, at least -" Blaine cut himself off with a yawn. "I hope," he finished. "Can I hear snoring?"

"Puck," Kurt explained. "Tina already bailed out of the room, I have no idea where she's sleeping now but at least she's getting some peace and quiet." Fondly, Kurt glanced down at his friends sprawled in various locations around his room - not for much longer, Kurt reminded himself - all fast asleep. And if anybody had told him in high school that they would all be able to coexist like this without wanting to kill each other, Kurt would have said they were crazy. But there they were, 70% of New Directions fast asleep on his floor. "How are things on your end?"

"Mm, they're all over the place. I think Finn's a bit creeped out by Wes and David but that happens."

Kurt shook his head at Blaine's tired slur. "You need to go to sleep. Can't have you passing out from exhaustion tomorrow."

Blaine chuckled drowsily. "I love you so much," he mumbled and Kurt could hear his breathing evening out, preparing to drop into sleep.

Kurt gripped the phone a little tighter, closing his eyes with a fond smile. "I love you too," he whispered, listening to his fiance fall asleep.

Why are there people on my bed?

Kurt's eyes shot open as a particularly hard bounce threatened to spill him over the edge. "I'm up, I'm up! What is your problem?"

The five girls stopped and stared at him. "Really?" Tina finally said. "Come on, Kurt, I know you just woke up but -"

"I'm getting married today."

A second later, six shrieks filled the apartment and Puck shot to his feet, fists raised protectively. "What happened?"

"I'm getting married!"

Puck slowly raised his hands to rub at his eyes. "Kurt, dude, we know. And we're all very happy for you and that's why we're sleeping on your cold and uncomfortable floor but it's seven in the morning. Can we be happy for you at a normal time?" Mike grunted his agreement, curling up in a ball around his pillow and Kurt had to wonder again why they hadn't just crashed at Blaine's place with the rest of the guys.

"You can," Kurt said as he pulled himself out of bed, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet. "We, however, have a lot to do. Ladies?" The girls followed him to the bathroom where Kurt immediately pulled out every single beauty product he owned. "Help yourselves, I'm just going to text Blaine -"

"Isn't there a tradition against that?" Quinn asked as she pulled out her own travel bag and began to lay out nail polish bottles.

Kurt shook his head. "Only against seeing each other and I need to check that he's awake and he's got his vows and all that and - oh." His phone had just buzzed in his hand, Blaine's name appearing on the caller ID. "Hold on," Kurt said quickly, ducking out of the bathroom before accepting the call. "Sweetheart? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Blaine said, sounding slightly exasperated. "Rachel's laying down the law and confiscating my phone so she gave me a minute to talk to you. I've got the vows, I hope Finn still has the rings, there's no dramas and if there are then I'll get Finn to call Rachel who will pass the message on to you. And I love you so much."

Kurt blinked a couple of times. "Okay. Rachel's over there? I didn't even notice she was gone."

"She is and she's waiting right in front of me so if you have anything to say -"

"Oh, right. Everything's organized on this end, I'll see you at the end of the aisle at 4pm and I love you with my whole heart. And I promise that this is forever so if you're having any doubts about me not showing up or sticking around, you can get rid of those right now. You're mine for as long as we both shall live."

A moment of silence and then Blaine's quiet sniffle was audible. "Stop it."

Kurt smiled fondly. "Never. See you later."

Yes, maybe his husband-to-be cried a lot but Kurt simply wouldn't take him any other way.

The day had somehow simultaneously rushed by and dragged on in Kurt's mind. He had spent the morning getting ready with the girls with an hour long session dedicated to his hair alone - and thank god he didn't have to worry about makeup otherwise he probably would have missed the entire wedding - until the boys had forced them to stop for lunch. His nerves were getting the better of him by then but Kurt forced himself to eat knowing that nothing would ruin his wedding quite like him passing out. He had rehearsed his vows for the first part of the afternoon before everybody had gotten dressed and bundled together for half a million group photos until it was time to leave.

Which left Kurt sitting in the back of Finn's car wondering how on earth he was so calm.

"Dude, are you like, internalizing or something?"

He had to laugh. "Blaine taught you what that meant, didn't he?"

Finn nodded. "Are you?"

"No," Kurt said thoughtfully. "I don't think I am. I guess I just know that there's no way I'll ever regret this and so there's no need to be nervous. It's life changing but Blaine is worth changing my life for and the only person I've ever wanted to change for."

There was a long moment of silence and Kurt figured the conversation was over, staring out the window again. "You two have something really special," Finn suddenly said. "I don't think Rachel and I have that - that's not to say that I don't love her and of course I want to spend the rest of my life with her, but I've never seen anything like you and Blaine before. And I know I was kind of a jerk to Blaine at times in high school and pretty awful to you, but I've never been happier for two people than I am for you two."

Kurt bit his lip as hard as he could. "Stop it. You do not get to make me cry before my wedding."

"Do I have to apologize for that?"

"Absolutely not. I - I really appreciate it."

Without looking back, Finn held out a fist and Kurt chuckled quietly, bumping his against it right before they pulled to a stop. "Okay, here's the back door. I'll go find a park and then sit down. Do you wish people good luck for weddings or tell them to break a leg?"

Kurt actually had to contemplate that one for a second. "I don't think it's either. Just - wish them happiness, I guess."

"Doing that."

Kurt rolled his eyes and stepped out of the car. He had already been shown which room to wait in and made his way there quickly, closing the doors behind him. The other set of doors led out to the room itself and Kurt could hear the hum of noise from inside where most of their guests should already be seated. And he knew that in another room on the other side of the house, Blaine was waiting too, waiting for his cue to go out there.

It wasn't too long before music began to play - soft, ambient music to set the scene. The music that was also Kurt's cue to head out.

Slowly, Kurt walked towards the doors, resting his hands on the wood for a second and taking a deep breath. Are you ready for this? Are you ready to change your life forever?

Yes ,Kurt told himself and pushed open the doors. A million times over.

Kurt heard the murmurs as he walked to his place at the front of the aisle, turning to wink at David and Wes who looked stunned. Everybody had assumed that Kurt would be the one to walk down the aisle, which was almost part of the reason why they had chosen to have Blaine be the one to walk. It was always fun to keep people on their toes and besides, Blaine had been the one who had been dreaming of his wedding since he was seven while Kurt had been planning everybody else's. This was what Blaine wanted - even if he hadn't said it in so many words - and Kurt was more than happy to let him.

Glancing to his other side, Kurt rolled his eyes fondly when he saw Rachel had already started crying. Mercedes beamed at him and Kurt took her hand briefly, unable to keep his own smile away and strongly resisting the urge to scream "I'm getting married!" at the top of his lungs.

And then the music began to play.

Kurt and Blaine had had many songs over the years that had meant something to them, ranging from Teenage Dream to many of the songs Blaine had written himself. So picking the perfect wedding song had been the product of a two hour conversation and four debates, but it was worth it as the sound of Pachelbel's Canon in D Major began to play softly. Kurt turned along with the rest of the guests, staring at the back door and waiting.

And even though he had known what he was going to see, Kurt still felt the lump in his throat when the doors opened and his own father was standing there with Blaine on his arm, standing in for Blaine's father who wasn't exactly interested in seeing his gay son getting married. Kurt pushed past his moment of pride and focused on the fact that he should have noticed instantly - his fiance.

Holy hell.

Blaine was gorgeous.

Kurt had to fight to keep his jaw from dropping as the man who was going to be his husband walked down the aisle towards him, absolutely beaming. And then his own grin was threatening to split his face and tears were welling up and he didn't even care if he was going red and blotchy because Blaine was there. Blaine was walking towards him to become his, legally and permanently and nobody else even existed right now.

The two reached the end of the aisle and Blaine accepted a hug from Burt before the man stepped forward to embrace Kurt. "I'm proud of you," came the whisper in his ear and Kurt choked up, fighting to hold it together.

"I love you, Dad."

"Love you too, Kurt."

Burt broke away and turned to stand with the other guests as Blaine stepped forward. Just by looking at him, Kurt could tell he was shaking and held out his hands straight away for Blaine to take, squeezing reassuringly. I love you, he mouthed.

Blaine's smile was brilliant. I love you too.

"Welcome," the officiant began from behind them, Kurt not even able to spare her a glance. "Today you are all here to witness the union between Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel."

The look in Blaine's eyes was almost too beautiful to bear because he had just gotten it. He knew this was going to last, this wasn't going to be like what he had grown up with. Kurt hadn't been sure whether Blaine would ever truly understand that and to see him realizing that Kurt was going to be with him forever was almost too much for his emotions. Forcing himself to hold it together - the vows were going to be difficult enough without him crying all over the place - Kurt simply smiled at Blaine, unable to stop for a second.

They had asked the officiant to keep it brief - the obligatory statement about marriage was kept in but none of the usual prayers or Bible readings were done after that. Instead they jumped straight into it.

Vows.

Blaine went first by mutual agreement - as the most likely to cry, he was going to tear up during Kurt's vows no matter what they were and he wanted to get his out first. But Kurt wasn't sure how he felt about that since his own eyes were welling up from the very first word.

"Kurt," Blaine began softly. "Four years ago we met on a staircase by chance. Out of everybody running down those stairs, you picked me to ask for assistance. I sang Teenage Dream to you and you didn't run away screaming - an accomplishment." Soft laughter from the audience and Kurt rolled his eyes fondly, unconsciously moving a little closer to Blaine as he did. "From then on in, our lives began to revolve around each other, even if we didn't realize at the time just how big an impact that was going to make. It took me longer to see it than you but maybe that was because I was scared."

Blaine paused, taking a deep breath and Kurt lifted a hand to catch the first tear as it fell, wiping it away gently. "I was scared to get you because that would mean I could lose you. But I should have known that I wouldn't lose you, that when you give your whole heart to something that you will never let it go. And I have the privilege, the honor of saying that I am in possession of your heart. All I can do is promise to never break it, never let it go and cherish it with all the love it deserves and all the love I can give for the rest of our lives." Another pause and Blaine's voice was trembling now. "I love you, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, and I will love you forever and be yours for as long as you will have me."

Blaine ducked his head but Kurt lifted it up straight away, gently wiping the tears from Blaine's cheeks. "I'll have you forever, you know that," he said softly, aware that his own voice was shaky and not really caring. "Blaine, when I stopped you on that staircase, I had a preconceived notion of you from the second I saw you. Dapper, charming, always in control… I was worried at first that you might be a bit stuffy but as soon as you got a little bit excited and that puppy dog expression came out, I changed my mind straight away." Laughter from the Dalton boys and Blaine pouted a little. Combined with the tears still escaping, it was close to heartbreaking even if it was just in fun. "The day after you asked me out, you wanted to know what the bruise on my arm was from. I think it's safe to tell you now that I spent the rest of that day pinching myself to find out whether it was real or not."

The laughter was just a background noise now - Blaine's smile was what Kurt focused on. "I did the same. You just bruise easier than me."

Kurt laughed softly. "We really are perfect for each other." He took a deep breath, knowing it needed to be said. "This relationship wasn't what everybody expected, and it wasn't what I expected at first." As expected, Blaine stiffened a little. "Yeah," Kurt continued, "apart from the ones who told us that we were wrong for being two guys in love, others also started asking whether this was real or not, whether we were making the right decision." Blaine's head fell again and Kurt lifted it, staring into his eyes. "Judging by the fact that we're here, I think they were wrong. Because it doesn't matter that we didn't spend high school getting it on like people expected us to, it doesn't matter that we've been living separately for the past few years instead of together like expected. We defy expectation, Blaine, and that's what makes us special. That's what makes us what we are and it doesn't matter what people say or expect of us. We know that we love each other and this is forever and that's why I'm standing here today to promise you that this is forever. I love you, Blaine Everett Anderson, forever."

He was crying now and naturally that was making Blaine cry more and there was a long moment where all they could do was stare at each other. It had always been a weakness for both of them when the other was crying and they were helpless to do anything, but it wasn't bad for either of them and Blaine seemed to realize this first, laughing shakily. "Are we going to stand here crying or are we going to get married?"

Kurt released Blaine's hands to wipe his eyes quickly, Blaine doing the same. "Okay," Kurt breathed, taking his hands again. "Okay, we're good."

Their arrangements for the rest of the ceremony were simple and together they turned to the officiant. "Kurt," she began and that was all it took for Kurt to turn straight back to Blaine. "Do you take Blaine to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish and to be faithful to for all the days of your lives, till death do you part?"

"I do," Kurt said and the smile that crossed Blaine's face was nothing short of perfection.

"Blaine, do you take Kurt to be -"

"If it's the same as above then yes," Blaine interrupted and Kurt couldn't hold back a snort of laughter. "I do."

"You really are impatient, aren't you?"

Blaine hadn't stopped smiling and Kurt felt his face mirroring it. "I want to be married to you. So sue me."

Finn coughed awkwardly behind them and Kurt rolled his eyes, turning to the boy who was holding the rings out to them. "This whole wedding is just running to par - we're both crying, you can't let anybody finish their sentences and Finn's interrupting." The audience laughed and Kurt reached over to take Blaine's ring before turning back to his fiance - nearly husband, nearly. "Blaine? Will you accept this ring as a symbol of my love and as a promise that this will be forever?"

"I will," Blaine said, his voice shaking again as Kurt lifted his hand and slid the ring onto it. He took a second to run his fingers over it before releasing Blaine's hand, allowing him to take his own ring from Finn. "Kurt, will you accept this ring as a symbol of my love and as a promise that this will be forever?"

Kurt closed his eyes against the onslaught of yet more tears and nodded. "I will."

He felt the coolness of the ring as it slid onto his finger before his hand was lifted and brushed against Blaine's lips. "I love you," came the whisper.

"I love you too," he said, feeling another tear escape as he opened his eyes to stare into Blaine's - the man he loved and was going to spend the rest of his life with.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have the honor of presenting to you, Kurt and Blaine Anderson-Hummel."

My husband.

"You may now kiss."

Kurt could see the change in Blaine's face and knew he was afraid. Of what, Kurt wasn't sure, but that was a conversation for later. For now, Kurt simply smiled at him gently and raised a hand to touch Blaine's face. "Will you let me kiss you?"

Blaine nodded. "Yeah. Please."

"Of course," Kurt whispered and leant in to press their lips together.

The audience burst into applause and Kurt could feel Blaine smiling against his lips and he could feel Blaine and it was almost too much. He had been in love with this boy - this man- for the better part of four years and this was the first time they had ever kissed and it didn't change their relationship one single bit. Blaine had still been his, even if he hadn't given his body over. He had given his soul and that was what mattered to Kurt, always.

But he would be lying if he didn't say that kissing Blaine was phenomenal.

Blaine was still trembling so Kurt continued to kiss him, kiss the fear and worry away until Blaine knew that Kurt was one hundred percent his. Which, in the end, took only a very short amount of time - after all, they had been each others since that day on the staircase. They just hadn't known it at the time.

Kurt finally broke the kiss once he remembered a few of the audience members present - his father still considered Kurt his little boy no matter how old he was and while Puck and Santana had grown up, Kurt still couldn't trust them to keep sacred moments sacred. But nothing could tear his sight away from Blaine in that moment as his husband opened his eyes, staring at him with so much love that Kurt choked up again. "I love you, Kurt."

"I love you too, Blaine."

Together they turned to face their audience - their friends and family, people who had been so special to them throughout their lives, people who were now on their feet clapping and cheering for them. Blaine's hand tightened in his and Kurt knew without looking that the smile on his face would be one of the happiest Kurt had ever seen.

In a moment they would head to the reception room to celebrate with their loved ones, to accept congratulations and gifts and various innuendos that Kurt was powerless to control. They would dance together and Blaine would, no doubt, have some cheesy number prepared that he just had to sing to Kurt while Kurt pretended to hate it. And then they would leave together to a hotel for the night before flying off to the mystery location of their honeymoon the following day. And unlike most other couples, their wedding night would be spent talking with kisses and soft touches. There was no hurry and when Blaine was ready to move to sex, Kurt would be right there with him.

After all, they had never been a 'normal' couple. Why try when what they had was beautiful enough?

Angela's betaing lately has just been her sending back the document with 'my creys' written at the top.

MusicalEscape:

"...good god, I think you're the only person that can order Wes around." *stunned silence*

"Well... He might have talked to my old club director, Ms. Sylvester. I think I heard her say to him, 'my Porcelain will do whatever he wants at any time because I'm Sue Sylvester. If you try to stop him, I'll take that gavel you're so fond of and make it into a cheap wooden spoon for serving you up some Defeat with a side of Shame. I'll also use my Sue-plane to come here and punish you myself, with confetti cannons and a koala or two.'"