"I look like a trained monkey," Kurt complained as he fixed his hair in the mirror that hung on the back of the hotel room door.
Blaine sighed. "For the last time, you look adorable," Blaine said.
It was true. Kurt looked very dashing in the suit that Blaine had picked out for him. It was a black jacket with black pants and a white shirt with a little blue bowtie. "Why was I not allowed to dress myself again?" Kurt asked.
"Because as much as I love you and your impeccable sense of fashion, I don't think a kilt would be appropriate for my cousin's wedding, especially on this side of the family," Blaine explained. He hated having to cage Kurt like this. He had invited Kurt to go to this wedding with him as his date, but everyone there was on his father's side of the family, all of whom shared the same negative sentiments about homosexuality as Blaine's father. Their goal was to attend the ceremony and the reception quietly without calling attention to themselves and then go back up to the hotel room for a night of frivolity. Blaine adjusted his own white tie over his black button down and pulled on his jacket.
"You look nice," Kurt said. He had hearts in his eyes.
"And so do you. I promise," Blaine said. He leaned in for a kiss from his boyfriend. "Come on, let's get a head start to the church. Maybe my Aunt Caroline will have already been to the bar. That's always a good time," Blaine said, laughing.
Kurt smiled and they linked arms and left the room, on the way to what was bound to be an interesting night.