A.N: xtheViperettexx requested another chapter. So here you go! A second chapter. This was originally a one shot with no intention of continuing but after xTheViperettexx planted the seed in my head of the chapter of the wedding, well it wouldn't leave me alone. So there will be this chapter which involves the days leading up to the wedding, the next chapter will be the actual wedding and the last chapter will be the honeymoon.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
Pairing: Klaine.
Enjoy!
The days leading up to the wedding were the most stressed Blaine has ever seen Kurt. He was sleeping and eating less, claiming that everything needed to be perfect, and so far everything was, the quaint little chapel had been hired, as had the priest (how Kurt managed to find a priest that was willing to do a same-sex marriage was beyond Blaine), the flowers had all been arranged, the seating plan was done, the guests had been asked, the band had been hired and the suits had been tailored. The only thing left was to wait the few short days for the actual ceremony.
So, why was Kurt freaking out? Blaine walked up to the stressed man who was furiously scrubbing at the counter, trying to get rid of invisible stains.
"Babe? Everything okay?"Blaine put his arms around the slender waist of his fiancé. He placed a few quick kisses to his neck. He could feel Kurt visibly relax as he leant back against Blaine's chest. He kissed Kurt on the cheek, rubbing circles on his abdomen.
"Yeah... Why do weddings have to be so stressful?" Kurt whined, moving his head to rest against Blaine's cheek. His hands coming to a stop to just rest on the abdomen.
"They're only stressful because you've not stopped triple and quadruple checking things. Everything is going to be perfect, now, why don't you let me cook something and then you can get your rest." Blaine placed a finger over Kurt's lips when he went to protest. "Kurt, you need to sleep. You've barely gotten any, I can deal with whatever else needs to be dealt with. Now sit down, eat something then sleep. You want to look your best for our wedding" Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's neck again, grinning in victory when he felt Kurt slump against him in defeat.
"When did you get so smart? I don't like it, it's unattractive!" Kurt grumbled moving to sit at the table. Blaine mock-gasped and held a hand to his heart.
"And here I thought you fell for me because of my intellect and hair! I just don't know how I will go on"
"Quiet you. Your intellect has nothing to do with this" Kurt grinned at him. Blaine sighed and went to get some ingredients out of the fridge.
"What would you like to eat then your highness?" Blaine bowed and chuckled at the faint blush on his partners cheeks.
"Sandwich, please" Blaine bowed again and went to make Kurt a sandwich. He placed it in front of Kurt and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"I need to go call Wes and David to make sure they haven't forgot about our wedding." He went and got the phone and took it to the lounge, dialling in a familiar number. After the fourth ring he got an answer.
"Hello, Wes' phone. David speaking how may I help you?" Blaine smirked at the voice
"Hello, David. It's Blaine. Can I speak to Wes?"
"No, I'm afraid he's on a kill streak of 50 on our game. I don't want to disturb him"
"David... At least put me on loud speaker"
"Fine... But if he loses this streak, we will blame you" There was a click."You're on loud speaker dude"
"Awesome. Listen guys, I just wanted to remind you about Saturday"
"What's happening Saturday?" Wes asked,before whooping for joy. Obviously he had improved his kill streak.
"My wedding? To Kurt? You know..."
"Oh yeah! That's this Saturday? Damn- Top right corner Wes! -I didn't know it was this soon... Alright, well whatever. We'll both turn up Friday night and spend the night with you"
"Sweet... But Y'know... Just don't do anything stupid like get me drunk so I'm hungover, Kurt will not be happy."
"Sure. How is Kurt anyway?" Wes had piped in.
"He's good. He's stressing out over the wedding. But, that was to be expected. He's going to be spending the night in a hotel on Friday. Apparently, just because we're both guys doesn't mean we can spend the night before the wedding together."
"Fair enough, have you seen his suit?"
"No, he won't let me. But that doesn't bother me. He's the one that picked out what I was wearing though."
"Still choosing your wardrobe then?"
"Yes, Wesley. Listen guys, I'm gonna go and make sure Kurt gets some sleep"
"Bye!" Both Wes and David shouted over the phone, Blaine muttered a goodbye and hung up. He stood up, put the phone on the cradle and walked into the kitchen to see if Kurt was still there. He wasn't so Blaine looked in the bedroom and found Kurt curled up under the covers, the clothes he was wearing placed neatly over the back of the chair. Blaine smiled and walked to the bed, sitting down on the side, he brushed some of the hair out of Kurt's face and placed a kiss on his forehead. Kurt's eyes fluttered open.
"How are the wonder twins?" Kurt sat up with a yawn. Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt softly on the lips.
"Oh, you know... Wonderful" Blaine kissed Kurt again who responded lightly.
"Did they remember?"
"They didn't realise it was this soon, but yeah they remembered mostly. They'll be here on Friday evening." Kurt hummed and kissed Blaine a little deeper.
"Great. You told them no alcohol right?"
"Yes, but I don't think they'll listen. I won't get drunk though. I can promise you that" Blaine smiled and pecked Kurt on the nose.
"Are you gonna sleep with me? Or are you just going to sit there and be a creeper?" Kurt mumbled. Blaine grinned and stripped off his clothing so he was just in his boxers and slipped in behind Kurt. Putting his arms around his waist. Kurt moved so he was facing Blaine. He kissed the curly haired man again, this kiss lasting longer than the others and more passionate.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" Blaine asked, kissing Kurt again, pushing him onto his back so he was on top of him.
"Nuh-uh Blaine. Remember what I said. No sex until the honeymoon" Kurt grinned at the look of disappointment on Blaine's face.
"Cock-blocker" Blaine rolled off Kurt and pulled him to his chest.
"I love you too, now sleep. If I have to take a nap in the middle of the afternoon, so do you. I know for a fact you have had just about as much sleep as I have" Kurt kissed Blaine again and pushed him so he was lying on his back. He snuggled into Blaine's chest.
"whatever," Blaine grumbled, but tightened his hold around Kurt, kissing the top of his head affectionately. He stayed awake until the deep breathing of his partner lulled him to sleep.
By the time Friday rolled around. Kurt was about to start pulling out his hair. Nothing was going wrong, but Kurt was still stressing.
"Sweetheart, calm down, nothings going wrong, nothing will go wrong. However; you need to leave now, if you want to get to the hotel in time for everyone to turn up" Blaine placed his hands on Kurt's shoulders to try and calm him. Kurt nodded and picked up the bag he had prepared. Carole was going to bring his suit to the hotel.
"I'll see you tomorrow, darling.I love you" Kurt kissed Blaine again. The last they would kiss before they would be wed. Blaine kissed back hard, making this kiss count. They both pulled away breathless.
"I love you, Kurt. I'll see you tomorrow. Remember to get your beauty sleep" Kurt smiled and left the house. Blaine stayed at the door watching the car drive down the street. Just as he was about to close the door he saw another car turn up and take the empty spot on the drive. His two best friends jumped out the car and ran to the door, bringing Blaine into a bone-crushing hug. Blaine patted their backs awkwardly.
"Blaine!" Wes said, hugging him the hardest "I've missed you. You're no longer our single buddy. In a few short hours you're going to be married"
"SO! Let's enjoy your last night of single-dom by blasting some zombies like good old times" David, who wasn't hugging as hard as Wes but was still holding on pretty tightly, said.
"Guys... You sound like I'm going to die, It's only marriage. It's not that bad, and do you mind letting go... I'm sure this hug has lasted longer than protocol allows" They both let him go and stood there beaming at him. "Besides" Their smiles dropped. "I don't have any zombie games. I don't generally have time for them" They both grinned again.
"We know. That's why we brought our games, and we brought beer, but not enough for us to get drunk... Or even pleasantly buzzed" Wes said, David was already out of the door again, getting their bags.
"Wes, Blaine; come on, give me a hand with the bags" David shouted. Wes and Blaine shrugged and walked out to help.
A few hours later, Blaine and Wes were playing a cooperative mode on their game, blasting through all the zombies and laughing. It was as if they had never grown up and moved away from each other. David was happily munching on the bag of pretzels, occasionally telling them that there were zombies in places they hadn't seen. After about fifteen minutes, David spoke.
"Guys... Are we going to be able to do this again?" Blaine paused the game and looked at one of his best men.
"David, I've told you. I'm getting married, not dying. I'm sure Kurt will let us do this" Blaine said facing David and stealing some of his pretzels.
"Yeah, man. It'll be fine. Things won't change" Wes placed a hand on David's shoulder.
"But how can you be sure?"
"Well... How about we make this a standing thing? Every Friday night, unless we make other plans with our other halves, you two come round here and we'll have a night together. I'm sure Kurt would love to be able to spend a night with his friends without having to worry about coming home to me" Blaine suggested, grabbing his beer and taking a swig.
"Blaine! That's a fantastic idea! Why didn't we think of that?" Wes said, looking at David who was positively beaming.
"Because, we all know that I am the brains of this trio" Blaine chuckled while Wes and David cracked up.
"If your the brains, then I'm the beauty. David can be the adorable little puppy sidekick that follows" Wes laughed, David let out an indignant 'Hey' making all three of them laugh until they're sides hurt and tears were falling down their cheeks. Blaine un-paused the game and they proceeded to blast more zombies. A lot happier than before.
~A few hours earlier at the hotel~
Kurt walked into his hotel room and let out a sigh. In less than 20 hours he was going to be marrying his high school sweetheart. He put the bags he brought with him in the bedroom and went and poured himself a drink of diet coke. He sat down on the couch that was at the centre of the room and closed his eyes.
Ten minutes later he heard a knocking at the door, he went to answer and as he opened the door he found himself with an armful of a tall blonde girl.
"Kurtie!" The blonde cried. "I've missed you and your baby soft hands"
"Hi Britty-boo! I missed you too" Kurt laughed. He looked over Britt's shoulders and waved at the other girls standing there. He moved backwards, Brittany still in his arms and let the rest of them in. Santana pulled Brittany off of Kurt so he could hug everyone else. He hugged all of them and closed the door when they were all in.
"I'm so glad you could make it, girls. I'm so nervous" Kurt wrang his hands, Carole came out of the bedroom where she hung the suit and pulled him into a motherly hug.
"It's the night before your big day, your allowed to be nervous hun." Carole said, rubbing his back.
"Yeah, especially if hobbit boy gets cold feet" Santana piped, Brittany in her lap playing with her hair.
"Santana! Don't listen to her, Kurt. She's just jealous" Quinn glared at the latina who got an eye roll in response, but it was too late, Kurt was wide eyed and pale.
"oh my gaga, what if he does get cold feet and decides not to marry me... What if he realises he doesn't really love me?" Kurt was babbling and pacing. Everyone was glaring at Santana at this point who realised what she had said and had the decency to look ashamed.
"Kurt, honey." Carole grabbed Kurt and made him look at her. "Blaine adores you, he loves you and he isn't going to get cold feet. He worships you, and you shouldn't be worried. What Santana said was a joke, wasn't it?" Carole look pointedly at Santana.
"Yeah, I didn't mean it. He's totally mad about you." This seemed to calm Kurt down a little bit.
"Boy, if Blaine doesn't treat you right, you gotta tell me, and if he does do that to you I will cut him" Mercedes was drinking the rest of Kurt's diet coke. Kurt went and sat down next to her.
"It's fine. He wouldn't do that to me. He loves me and We are going to get married tomorrow. Has everyone got their dresses?" all the girls nodded in agreement.
"Tomorrow is going to be absolutely perfect. The colour scheme is amazing, and the dresses are perfect, has Blaine seen your suit yet?" Quinn asked, sitting in front of Kurt.
"No, I won't let him. I've seen what he's wearing though, I picked it out. He looks absolutely stunning." Kurt gushed, smiling a brilliant smile.
"Wait until he sees you. His jaw is going to fall to the ground" Carole grinned, sitting on the arm of the couch next to Kurt. Making the boy blush.
"Come on, let's stick in a musical and sing along. In celebration of Kurt's last night" Tina spoke up for the first time, she got up and stuck in Hairspray. They had all started to sing along, taking parts and having a good time.
When the film had finished, Santana got up and announced she was ordering pizza, everyone mumbled in agreement.
"So what film should we watch next? No musical though" Tina said.
"Oh! How about Two Weeks Notice?" Carole said, there came a resounding yes. She got up and collected the film from her bag.
"I don't care what anyone else says, Hugh Grant is amazing in that film" Quinn said, relaxing into her chair.
"I am so in agreement with you white girl." Mercedes, who was having her nails done by Kurt, agreed.
"Pizza will be here in twenty minutes" Santana sat down and Brittany crawled back into her lap.
Half way through the film, Kurt's phone had gone off, signalling a received text. He whipped it out and read it, a giant smile cracking over his features. Mercedes grabbed the phone and squealed.
"What? What is it? Who's it from?" Quinn shouted excitedly. Mercedes handed her the phone.
"Oh my goodness, that's so sweet!" She handed the phone to everyone else, who all had squealed in happiness. It read; 'Kurt, I miss you so much right about now. I love you and I can't wait to marry you tomorrow ~ B xxxx' When Kurt had got his phone back he typed a quick reply.
'I love you and miss you too, I can't wait to be called your husband ~ K xxxx' Kurt put the phone down and watched the rest of the movie with a smile on his face, the text he got back was a simple smiley face and a heart.
A couple hours later and half way through their third film, everyone had mostly fallen asleep. Kurt was still awake and still worrying about the wedding.
"Kurt, honey, get some sleep. Please. You want to look your best for tomorrow!" Carole ushered him into the bedroom.
"Yeah... Okay... Night Carole... See you in the morning, love you" Kurt gave his step-mother a hug.
"Love you too sweetie" Carole hugged him back and went to the second bedroom to sleep. She just hoped that Kurt wouldn't be too worried about tomorrow.
Kurt fell asleep after a brief texting session with his husband-to-be, feeling a lot happier than he had the rest of the evening.
A.N. Well that lasted a lot longer than I had anticipated. I hoped you liked it. I won't be updating this until the weekend. Probably Sunday, as I have a coursework deadline on Friday and I'm going to see Bowling for Soup on Saturday (Mega squee!) The next chapter is the wedding. So, leave me a review telling me what you think Blaine and Kurt's wedding song should be!
Cyber cookies given to all reviewers!
xxDarknessxx
