A/N: I struggled with this prompt, and honestly, it shouldn't surprise anyone where it ended up! Enjoy :) xo

Prompt: You are the average of the 5 people you spend the most time with.

Character(s): Finn Hudson and his best friends

Words: 653

Date: January 30, 2013

Finn stood up and raised his champagne flute, tapping it gently with his knife.

The happy chatter around the table came to a stop, as five pairs of eyes turned toward him.

He shifted anxiously from one foot to the other and took a deep breath. He had no reason to be nervous, these were his friends. His best friends. And his brother.

"I know I should probably save the speeches for the actual wedding, but there's a few things I want to say today. If that's okay?" Finn looked questioningly at Kurt, whom he knew was calling all the shots from the moment the engagement ring had been slipped on his finger a week ago.

Kurt nodded with a soft, adoring smile on his face.

"Great. Okay, so..." Finn chuckled at his own awkwardness. "I'll save all the sappy stuff about you guys being soul mates for the wedding."

Kurt looked at his fiance with an eye crinkling smile. He couldn't believe there had ever been a time when he doubted they were soul mates. Thank goodness those days we far behind them.

"So instead, I'm going to focus on me," Finn winked at them and everyone around the table laughed. "If I'm being completely honest, I have to admit that I didn't get off on the right foot with any of you, back in high school. And I haven't always been someone that I'm proud of, someone who was worthy of your love and trust. But I'd like to think that has changed."

Everyone nodded their head in agreement.

"Honestly, living with the five of you has been the best and hardest thing I've ever done. You each have talent in spades and the confidence to back it up. For a long time I felt like you guys just kept me around cause I could reach the top shelf in the kitchen that even Kurt couldn't get to," Finn held his hand up when his friends started to protest, waving off their rebuttals, so that he could continue. "Seriously guys, it's okay. I've never had the same dreams you guys did. And I'm really happy with the way things have turned out. That's what I'm trying to say, in my rambling way." He locked eyes with his girlfriend for a moment.

"No matter how I've felt about myself, it wasn't because you guys treated me that way. In fact, you've always done the opposite. Remember when I got my first teaching job last year, one that actually paid a salary? Do you remember what you guys did?" Finn asked, looking directly at Kurt.

Kurt smiled at the memory. They'd surprised Finn at his school, where he was finishing his first day of teaching, and while the students were all still mingling in the hallway, the five of them began serenading him with Don't Stop Believing. The school had come to a stand still and when Finn joined them in the final chorus, the entire hallway had erupted in applause.

"It was that moment, when you guys treated my teaching job as if I'd landed the lead part on Broadway, that I knew you saw me as an equal. And more importantly, that you wanted other people to see me as special. I know this speech seems like it was all about me, but really, it's about you guys. And how generous you are with your love, both toward each other and toward those of us you care about. So, here's to Kurt and Blaine!"

As Finn touched his champagne flute to Rachel's, and then Santana's, and then Brittany's, Kurt and Blaine whispered "I love you" to each other, and then to each of their dearest friends, on the first night of many to celebrate their everlasting bond.