AN: I wanted to do a cute chapter that wasn't about either of the big elements, so this is a sweet chapter about wedding planning. I hope if anyone is reading this that they enjoy this chapter as well.

Chapter Six

Be your teenage dream tonight

"What the hell do you mean that it takes a while to come through!" Kurt yelled at the person who had done the mediation between the hospital and himself. He had settled for something, that was why it was called a settlement, but the hospital hadn't given it to him yet. Kurt didn't care about what they were trying to explain about paperwork, the only thing he knew was that if they didn't get the full settlement soon, more guys would be eyeing his fiancee's near perfect ass.

Blaine watched, he had had similar arguments with them many times himself and none of them had led anywhere, however there was a chance that since Kurt was the one who was owed the money they would listen to him.

"I'm finding it hard to find the money elsewhere, this was supposed to be part of the hospital's responsibility!" Kurt said, not in a yell but in a louder voice.

Maybe not.

Blaine watched as the color slowly drained from his future husband's body and he quickly stood up, walking towards Kurt and wrapping his arms around the more delicate figure of the man he loved, the man he would always love, and turning Kurt so that he could hold him more easily, resting his own head on one of Kurt's strong shoulders.

Eventually the unsuccessful call had hit a climax and Kurt knew he would do something stupid if this continued so he told them he'd call back later and pressed the hang up button before starting to crumble, Blaine held him closer.

"It's not fair what they are doing to us," Kurt commented as Blaine pulled him towards the sofa, he wanted Kurt to sit down, in his current condition it wasn't good for him to be so stressed out.

Blaine's worst fear…okay second worst fear (next to losing Kurt) was that the HIV that Kurt was carrying would develop into AIDS. That was the reason he felt horrible when Kurt seemed very emotional about something, that was the primary reason he had been doing what he had been doing.

"Honey," he said softly as he gently wrapped his arms around Kurt, "I know it's upsetting, but give it time. Your main goal should be getting better, allowing the treatment which I'm paying for and yes you can pay me back for, attempt to do its job and push this into remission."

Kurt nodded slowly, Blaine could already tell that Kurt didn't like the idea, but Kurt wasn't the only one dealing with this and Blaine needed for this to happy, he needed Kurt to be as healthy as he could be so that Blaine didn't even have a chance of losing him.

"What if I don't like you paying for me?" Kurt grumbled as Blaine held him again. "Honeybee, how can I not feel as if I'm taking advantage of you."

"Please," Blaine seemed to beg, "Please just push any thoughts like that to the back of your mind. It's not worth it."

Kurt nodded stubbornly.

He took a deep inhale then exhale and turned to Blaine, "You're seeing June tomorrow right? Will that be a conflict with you and…this job?"

Blaine shook his head, very glad he could answer honestly because Kurt was carefully monitoring him for anything that looked slightly like an untruth.

"Good, so I want to talk to you about something special," Kurt said as he turned towards Blaine and saw Blaine's concerned look, his avoidance of eye contact, but Kurt took his partner's hand in belief that Blaine would like what he was about to say. "What kind of cake do you think we should have?"

Blaine raised an eyebrow, "I don't know if I would suggest cake for tonight," he said as he touched Kurt's cheek, "Is that really what you want though sweetheart, my teenage dream. I mean we could get some cake if you really really wanted to."

Kurt smiled, he loved the man he was sitting opposite so so much.

"Let me rephrase it then," Kurt beamed, "What kind of wedding cake do you think we should have?"

Blaine started to smile with a very genuine grin and Kurt finally felt a moment of excitement and happiness, he watched Blaine as his honeybee opened his mouth, "I was thinking chocolate? Like a darker chocolate?"

"Oooh," Kurt grinned, "That definitely does sound nice," he smiled, "Well as long as the cake is moist I think that dark chocolate could work very well, I'd love it if there was some kind of fondant and a tiered feel, maybe three or four tiered."

Blaine nodded as he thought about the cake, maybe they could commission a wedding topper which had accurate depictions of both of them, non edible of course, he wanted something like that to put on a shelf for display purposes.

"What kind of filling do you think the cake should have?" Blaine asked, enjoying that he and Kurt were talking about something other than Blaine's now exposed job and Kurt's illness. They were talking about the day that would open up the next phase of their lives, a part of his own life that Blaine looked forward to very much.

"I was thinking either salted caramel or raspberry if it's dark chocolate," Kurt said as he tried to think of it, "How about raspberry between the layers, like a raspberry pastry cream and then we could have some flowers on the cake which are red and yellow of both raspberry and salted caramel."

"What about salted caramel cream in between the top two layers and lemon flowers," Blaine asked as the couple shifted into a position where they were leaning back and Kurt was allowing Blaine to be the big spoon for once.

"For the colors, I thought I was the artistic one in the couple," Kurt said as he leaned up to kiss Blaine's cheek and then turned so that the side of his head was resting on Blaine's chest.

"Doesn't it make sense to have red and yellow flowers on the cake? I hope you won't make me be the bride in all of this," Blaine commented awkwardly and Kurt shook his head.

"Just allow me the same freedom, what did I tell you Blaine Anderson? We are equals and neither of us is better than the other one, we are both absolutely amazing." Kurt nodded, "As much as I like lilacs, I think that our flower should be red and yellow roses, they are our flowers after all."

"Of course, the perfect match between friendship and romance," Blaine grinned, "Maybe we could have red and yellow roses on the tables and some lilacs dotted around on the walls of the hall. Are you still thinking a garden wedding would mess with your hair?" he asked as he rubbed Kurt's chest in a way that he knew Kurt enjoyed.

Kurt grinned, as he kissed Blaine again and Blaine remembered how perfect Kurt's kisses were, how much he wanted to be naked and sexual with Kurt. "If my condition develops I might start losing my hair and I think that a nice garden wedding would be amazing, just make sure it's not in Battery Park, that place has such bad memories for me."

"Of course not," Blaine replied, "That was the place we broke up, that was the place where I truly started to believe that I had lost you forever, no, the memories are as bad for me as they are for you. I know we'll find the perfect place, together."

"Impossible," Kurt smiled, "We both know that the perfect place is here in your arms. We can protect each other Blaine, we love each other and accept each other, I can't think of a person that I would want to spend the rest of my life with more."

Blaine laughed, kissing Kurt numerous times, "I couldn't agree more, you are my teenage dream, my missing puzzle piece, my Kurt."

"I would still like somewhere for nice photographs though," Kurt mused and Blaine chuckled, glad to have Kurt so close to him despite Kurt knowing what he was doing for money. When he was Eric the world seemed like a darker, more frightening place, but having these sweet moments with Kurt felt like a taste of paradise.

"Of course," Blaine smiled, "We'll need those photographs for our scrapbooks."

Scrapbooks. Blaine's was one of his most treasured possessions. Kurt was the person who meant more to him than anything and Blaine wanted to be able to feel every glorious moment with the man he loved, that was something they both could enjoy.