Burt and Carole's engagement couldn't have come at a better time. Kurt was in his element helping to plan and the excitement on his face every time he found a venue that he thought would be perfect, or even a colour table cloth that would match the napkins he'd bought was overwhelming. Blaine spent a lot of time with Kurt, helping him prepare. They decided that the best and cheapest option for entertainment would be to have the New Directions sing. Kurt even asked them himself, not worrying about being shy or nervous around them.

Kurt invited Blaine's friends too, since he felt that they had helped those times he was upset, such as the first sleep over they'd had and Blaine's birthday, and one way to repay them was via free food and a good party. They all accepted, already arranging outfits and who their plus one would be. The guys with girlfriends and Nick and Jeff were sorted, but those without found dates from Crawford Country Day, Dalton's sister school.

This was one thing that worried Kurt. Dates. Despite Rachel and Finn's break up, they were flirting a lot more and Finn had asked Rachel to be his date. Sam was going with Quinn, Tina with Mike, Brittany with Artie, Santana with Puck. Even Mercedes had asked Anthony Rashad, the cute boy she'd had her eye on from the football team. And Kurt didn't have a date. He couldn't have a date. He and Alex weren't together any more. Not that if he were with Alex, Kurt would want him to be his date. He wouldn't be able to keep it together in front of his parents. However much he was glad that he didn't have Alex, he also felt a little down that everyone but him had a date. He'd have to sit alone when everyone else was dancing or find one of his elderly family members who was too old to dance themselves to sit with.

Well, he thought that until he realised something. Blaine didn't have a date either. That meant that Kurt wouldn't have to sit alone. On the other hand, Blaine might find a date of his own to bring as his plus one. Kurt tried not to be disappointed at the thought. He had no claim over Blaine and could therefore not choose who his date was to the wedding.

He still couldn't help but question it one day when Blaine came to his. They were sat on Kurt's bed, Kurt scrolling through dresses online. Blaine was being as helpful as possible, pointing out dresses that he thought was suit Carole every so often and waiting for Kurt's approval.

"Are you taking anyone to the wedding?" Kurt asked, not being able to wait any longer.

"Erm, yeah, my parents and I think Wes and his girlfriend will be coming to mine so I'll take them too," Blaine answered.

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant, are you bringing a date? A plus one?" he repeated, trying to clarify.

"Oh. I see. No, no I'm not. Why - erm - why do you ask?" asked Blaine.

"I was just wondering because everyone else has dates," Kurt replied.

"Oh," Blaine breathed. Kurt went back to working in silence, scrolling through the page, but the conversation didn't leave his mind.

"Blaine?"

"Yes, Kurt?"

"You and I are really good friends, right?" he questioned.

"Of course we are, Kurt," Blaine replied.

"Well, we can go together then, right? Like come as my date, but my best friend date?" said Kurt.

"Yeah, of course we can," Blaine said. "I don't see that being a problem."

Blaine smiled at Kurt, who grinned in return. "We'd best get searching then!" Kurt exclaimed.

"Searching?" questioned Blaine.

"Yes. For your suit. If you're going to be my date then you're going to need to look absolutely stunning. Well, not too stunning. I don't want you to out-do me at my own father's wedding," Kurt explained, his grin not fading.

The wedding day finally came and Kurt was stressing just a little. He was sure everything would be fine, but something was bound to go wrong. He helped Carole with her dress and makeup and hair. He then rushed to help his dad tie his tie and straighten his suit. He helped Finn smarten up and then completed his own appearance, styling his hair perfectly and tying his tie neatly at his neck. He greeted guests at the venue, meeting Finn's grandparents and catching up with a couple of older relatives who he hadn't seen in a while. Blaine parents arrived and greeted Kurt kindly, explaining that Blaine was bringing their present from the car and locking up. Kurt complimented Linda's dress and Andrews suit and they chatted for a while, before Blaine entered.

Blaine looked gorgeous. Kurt couldn't take his eyes off the way the suit - a rather expensive suit that Blaine had insisting on buying once Kurt had seen it without checking the price tag - fit him perfectly, showing his broad shoulders and small waist. His hair was styled with gel, slicking it back and making him look like something out of the musicals they watched together. This was all topped off by Kurt's favourite thing, Blaine's huge grin which made his golden eyes sparkle and his cheeks flush.

He approached Kurt and wrapped his arms around Kurt's shoulders in greeting.

"You look amazing," Blaine whispered to him.

"I could say the same for you, Mr Anderson. You look like a very dapper gentlemen," Kurt replied with a chuckle.

"Well, I couldn't let you down and make everyone think your date was a slob or not good enough or something," Blaine explained, breaking their embrace but not their contact as he hooked an arm through Kurt's.

The ceremony was amazing, beautiful in fact. Blaine had to pass Kurt a tissue half way through the vows, and give Kurt's hand a squeeze when Burt and Carole were pronounced man and wife. The ceremony faded into sitting down for dinner and soon it was time for Kurt and Finn to make their speeches.

Kurt was nervous when he stood up, but with an encouraging smile from both his dad and Blaine, he tapped his fork against his glass, calling everyone's attention.

"Hi, everyone," he began. "Erm, first, I'd like to thank you all for coming to my dad and Carole's wedding. I did the guest list, so if you passed my standards, you should feel honoured to be here. I know that, as one of my dad's best men, I'm supposed to tell you embarrassing stories or something about my dad, but I think we have different ideas of embarrassing. I mean, I count the time my dad decided it was okay to wear quadruple denim - no, I didn't know it was possible either." He earned a few chuckles from the guests for that one. "So instead, I'm going to let Finn do that one, and I'm going to do the boring part." Kurt took a deep breath, before continuing. "As most of you probably know, me and my dad lost my mom a while back, when I was 8. It had a huge affect on us. It didn't help that my dad can't cook to save his life. But as I grew up, I found it hard. I wasn't exactly a normal child. I preferred tea parties over football, bow ties over sneakers, singing over playing in the dirt. I also realised I liked boys instead of girls. I was bullied a lot through middle school and high school and I honestly don't think I'd have coped if I didn't have that one person in my life. My dad. He was the one who was always there for me; always accepted me. Even though I'm sure he wanted me to love football and sports, he still came to my dance rehearsal, sat through my tea parties, listened to me sing. He was kind of my slice of happiness, the sunshine of my life.

"I remember my dad said something to me a while back, along the lines of 'when you're mom died, we weren't living, we were surviving' and it's true. It took a while to get used to things. But when dad met Carole, I knew it was for the best. Carole's amazing and she everything my dad deserves. I remember when my dad had his heart attack, I thought I was going to be alone. I couldn't imagine life without him. But Carole was there for me the entire time. And then when dad came out of hospital she helped me look after him, helped me convince him to eat right and stay healthy. And I'm so grateful for that.

"Recently, I've been through a lot. I've been hurt and I've been broken, and I've had a lot of help from my best friend. But I honestly don't think I would have survived this without my dad and Carole's love and support. If anyone deserves eternal happiness, it's you guys. So, I'm glad you're all here with me today to celebrate the coming together of two wonderful people. Thank you and I hope you enjoy the rest of the night."

Once Kurt had finished, he sat down, glancing nervously at Blaine. Blaine's expression was almost unreadable, had it not been for the tears welling in his eyes, and this expression was mirrored by his father and Carole. Blaine took Kurt's hand and squeezed it, letting him know that he did well.

Blaine found Kurt sat alone later. He'd just done some catching up with Wes whilst Kurt was talking to his dad, but when he looked over to Burt he found Kurt to be nowhere in sight. He looked around each table until he found Kurt sat at a table with a glass of sparkling cider as he watched the couples on the dance floor. Blaine took a seat next to him, smiling kindly.

"You did a fantastic job of this wedding, you know?" he complimented.

Kurt let out a small chuckle. "Well, I couldn't let my dad and Carole arrange it. Lord knows what that would have looked like!"

Blaine returned the chuckle and followed Kurt's eye line to see that he was still watching the people dancing. "I don't suppose you want to dance, do you?" asked Blaine.

"It's a slow song," Kurt pointed out.

"If you can't slow dance with your best friend then who can you slow dance with?" Blaine argued. Kurt stared at Blaine for moment, as if he couldn't tell whether he was real or serious. Finally he nodded and Blaine held out his hand from him and lead him to the dance floor.

They immediately found a comfortable position, Blaine's hands on Kurt's hips and Kurt's on Blaine's shoulders.

"Thank you," Kurt whispered.

"You don't need to thank me," Blaine replied. "I think it's part of my duties as a date to dance with you."

"Not just for this," Kurt clarified. "For everything you've done for me."

"You don't need to thank me for that either," Blaine said.

Kurt smiled as they continued to dance. Blaine tried to ignore how close Kurt was, their bodies pressed tightly together and Kurt's breath dusting over his cheek. Their faces were literally inches apart. Blaine met Kurt's eye and they blinked at one another. For a second, Blaine was sure Kurt was getting closer, but then he stopped and whispered, "I should go and find Mercedes."

Disappointed, Blaine nodded and unwrapped his arms from Kurt's waist, watching as he walked away. The one thing Blaine was now certain of, was that he was falling so hard for his best friend.