Author's Note: Kurt and Adam are adorable. I'm sorry, but older British guy being sweet to Kurt and being all encouraging and awesome, yes please! I couldn't help but put them in a wedding ceremony either. Let me know what you think!
Kurt Hummel stood in front of the full length mirror and attempted to tie his tie. The violet fabric didn't want to stay put together long enough for the young man to get out the door and his annoyance was quickly growing. He heard a street musician playing outside the window and it almost reminded him of New York. He wondered what Rachel and Santana were up to. He'd had to Skype them later.
The fridge door closed and Adam Crawford tipped his head back, chugging what remained on the milk in their shared apartment. Kurt scrunched up his nose. "Please tell me you don't do that every time you want milk."
The blonde chuckled and shook his head. "Just when there's barely any left in the bottle." He came over, his black jacket hanging off the counter. "Having some trouble with that tie?"
Kurt sighed as he undid the fabric again. "Unfortunately. Usually I'm an expert. Whenever Blaine had trouble I-" He stopped himself and shook his head. "I don't know," he muttered and tried to tie it again.
Adam stepped around his boyfriend and took his hands in his. "You're nervous, love. Isn't it obvious?" The Brit chuckled and began to fix the younger's tie.
The fashion assistant lowered his gaze, watching Adam's tanned fingers easily maneuver the fabric. "How can I not be? This is the first time I'm meeting your mom and it's-"
"It's at her wedding, yes I know. I almost didn't want to come for it, but having you as my date was too good to be true." He tilted his head down and pecked his boyfriend's forehead. "Everything will be fine. All we have to do is smile, dance, and give a toast. Easy."
Kurt folded his arms and smiled. "Easy for you to say, you're not the one going in without knowing anyone."
Adam chuckled as he smoothed Kurt's tie. "Actually, I am. I haven't met any of Mum's new friends and I don't remember her old ones."
Kurt's brow furrowed. "When was the last time you visited her?"
Adam walked around the younger and went back to the kitchen nook where he searched for something to eat. "You do realize it's catered, right?" Kurt pointed out.
Adam shrugged. "I've never been one for catering."
"Does that mean I have to cancel our caterer?"
The Brit laughed. "I guess so."
Kurt smiled. It was easy to joke about weddings now, but a few years ago, that was no laughing matter. Thank God he never pulled a Rachel and accepted Blaine's proposal. That would have ended horribly. He watched Adam search through their limited food supply and wondered why they hadn't just stayed at his mother's place for the summer. It would have been cheaper.
"You never told me why your parents split up," he started.
Adam pulled his head out of the refrigerator with margarine in hand. He reached for the bread. "Things just didn't work out for them, that's all."
Kurt rolled his eyes and walked over to the counter. Adam stuffed four pieces of bread into the toaster. "You're nervous too," he commented. Adam raised an eyebrow, causing Kurt to point to the toaster. "You always eat when you are."
The older of the two chuckled. "Alright, you caught me. I'm not exactly thrilled about this wedding business."
"Why?"
Adam shrugged. "I don't have a lot of good memories of my mum. We haven't exactly seen eye to eye on a lot of things."
"You mean you being gay."
Adam smirked. "Yeah, that, and other things. She never wanted me to get into the arts. She wanted something more stable and-"
"Dull?"
His boyfriend laughed. "I'd say that's an appropriate characterization. Anyway, we're not close so getting an invite was a shock. And like I said, I wasn't going to accept until you saw it and started asking questions. She's—my mum isn't the most open minded, but she's a good person. That's what my dad always said. When I told him about the wedding he wanted me to go and kept reminding me that people change. I'm not sure if she has, but I'm hoping for the best, you know?"
Kurt nodded. The toaster pinged and Adam spread butter over it. "So that's why we're not staying at her place."
Adam smirked. "Correct. I wouldn't walk in there unless I was held at gun point."
Kurt chuckled. "You are so dramatic."
"Hey, you're talking to the founder of The Adam's Apples here, if you wanted something more conventional, then you shouldn't have gone to NYADA in the first place."
Kurt chuckled. "True. Do you think it was a mistake that I left?" he asked as he bit his bottom lip.
Adam shook his head. "Not if it wasn't what you wanted." He looked up and stared into Kurt's hazel eyes. "You have a lot of talents Kurt. You could make it big on Broadway, or you could become the next big fashion design. It's whatever you want to do. You know I love whatever you push yourself to do, even if it is a little crazy at the time."
"If you didn't want crazy, you shouldn't have gone to NYADA."
Adam laughed. Kurt stole one of his pieces of toast. "I'm glad I tried it though. I wouldn't have met you if I didn't."
"True." Adam reached across the counter and covered one of Kurt's hands with his. "And I'm very glad you did."
"Even with all the Blaine drama?"
"Even with all the Blaine drama. He's a nice guy Kurt, you couldn't ask for a better ex."
"I know," Kurt sighed. "I still feel bad that it got to that point though. I mean, I never should have gotten back with him that second time, it was-"
Adam squeezed Kurt's hand. "Love, you gotta let it go. Things happen. People change. The world keeps spinning. At the end of the day, all you've got is you."
"And my handsome British boyfriend," Kurt added.
Adam chuckled and leaned over the counter. "And your very handsome British boyfriend," he glanced at the clock, "who is going to be late for his mother's wedding if he doesn't eat this toast in a hurry."
Kurt looked at the clock and gasped. "I'll call a taxi."
Adam shook his head. "It's quicker to walk. I'll leave that for later. Suddenly I'm not that nervous." He took Kurt's hand and they exited to apartment together.
Kurt waited under the reception tent with Adam. The young man kept swaying from foot to foot and Kurt had to squeeze his hand hard to make him stop. "What's taking them so long? They left an hour before us."
Adam shrugged. "Don't know, maybe they slipped away for a quickie."
Kurt shuddered. "Please do not put those images in my head. You did not get your handsomeness or your fashion sense from her." He was still reeling from that awful wedding gown see that afternoon at the ceremony.
Adam chuckled and pecked his cheek. "Sorry love, it's not exactly something I want to imagine either."
Suddenly the MC came on and announced the newlyweds' arrival. Everyone started clapping as soon as the two entered. Kurt and Adam stood up from their seats and once close enough Adam's mother gave the boy a hug. Kurt saw the shock register on Adam's face and beamed at his boyfriend. He realized the step-father wanted to shake his hand and Kurt returned the gesture. Adam's mother turned from her son to Kurt and embraced him as well. For someone who apparently wasn't very understanding, she certainly was in a hugging mood!
Not long after the hugs, the food was brought out, giving everyone a chance to talk before the MC started the events planned. Adam's mother Marge leaned forward and smiled at Kurt.
"I'm so glad Adam could bring a friend. You seem like a nice young man. What do you do for a living?"
Kurt swallowed the roasted duck. "I work at as a fashion consultant and assistant to the director of the website," he explained.
Marge grinned. "That sounds wonderful! You'll have to go through my closet when we get back from the honeymoon. I have some things that are a little out of date and I need help with."
Kurt glanced at Adam. "Uh, sure, why not!"
Adam sighed. "Kurt isn't an accessory Mum. He didn't come here to go through your closet."
Kurt placed his hand over Adam's knee. "I don't mind really. I mean, fashion is my life," he chuckled, hoping to dispel the tension.
A few minutes later the MC got up and told Adam it was time for him to give his speech. Kurt tried to remember if he wrote anything down, but being an actor he would probably just make it up on the spot. Adam went over to the podium and smiled at the crowd.
"It's not secret Mum and I haven't always gotten along. Sometimes it's been a real challenge, but that's in the past. I'm glad to be here celebrating the happiest day of her life. Graham, you're a good man, but don't think I won't hesitate to knock you off your feet if you break her heart." The group chuckled and the groom raised his glass. Adam looked down at the podium then back at the crowd. "I'm happy to be here celebrating, but I'm also happy to be here with the most important man in my life. He's the best thing that has happened to me, and most days I don't know what I'd do if he weren't there. He makes every day worth being alive." Adam glanced back at his boyfriend. "I look forward to one day invited my mum to my wedding day, whenever that is." He raised his glass. "To Marge and Graham!" The crowd did a toast and Adam sat back down. Kurt surprised him with a kiss. The Brit chuckled. "What was that for?"
Kurt smiled and held his hand under the table. "For being you. For the record, I can't wait either, but maybe we should hold off till we get our own place."
Adam chuckled. "True. I don't want to share my marriage bed with Rachel and Puck in the next room."
Kurt laughed. "Oh God I can see it now," he shuddered. "I do miss them though. When are we going home?"
Adam wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "A few more weeks love, then it's back to our native soil."
The couple leaned back against their seats and continued eating as the night went on.
