Little author notes about so much.

Ownership Disclaimer: Glee? Oh come on, not mine. There are threads of Little Numbers by iknowitainteasy. I read Klaine, beta Klaine, breathe and just love Klaine. These chapters come out independently of other stories, but infiltrations of all this Klaine love and Glee love is bound to happen. Ownership and recognition where it's due, and… what's mine is mine too.

Song/music choice: A house is not a home, Glee version originally sung by Kurt and Finn. Defying gravity, Glee version sung by Rachel and Kurt.

And: I'd be tickled pink if you like my words. Please review? It's really important for personal growth and blah di blah.

Warning:This is slight angst, Klaine moosh, relationship intense, Bad Boy Blaine! May have trigger issues.

Dedication:A little dedication to the guest reviewer of Chapter 17 of my Converting Kurt Hummel story. Klaine love to you, sweetie! And guest reviewing to Chapter 13, of same story, Mwah, love to you too! Also, to my Anne of Argentina. Sooky words that can't explain how much I appreciate you too.

Twelve Point five-five?: I have to wait until Friday's to see the eps. I was very impatient with ep 12, so we got an ep 12.5 and now an ep12.55. Yay! And do we hear Wedding Belles?

This chapter IS about a subject we share, When will they get married?

~ S5 ep12.55, Wedding Belles ~

~ Klaine hunger pangs ~

The next morning Kurt wakes to the smell of pancakes, maple syrup and Blaine's adorable voice singing another love ballad.

"A chair is still a chair, even when there's no-one sitting there. But a chair is not a house, and a house is not a home when there's no-one there to hold you tight, and no-one there you can kiss goodnight."

Feeling that he's slept too long, Kurt checks the clock. The second hand ticks to 8:40am. He doesn't panic because only he and Blaine know why he can take his time, today.

He stretches out in their bed, pulling Blaine's pillow in for cuddling and soaking up his scent. His heart feels like it will burst from all this excitement. He sits up, cuddling the pillow tighter, puts his head to an angle and can just make out Blaine's form through the curtains, putting a wedding breakfast together.

"A room is still a room, even when there's nothing there but gloom." Blaine builds his singing voice louder, " But a room is not a house and a house is not a home," he falters to a whisper "when the two of us … are far apart and one of us … has a broken heart." Sometimes it feels like his heart is breaking, everyday.

Kurt comes out from their room and joins in where Finn should, "Now and then I call your name, and suddenly your face appears." He walks, turns and stands with his back to the fridge, a leg leaning back for support, hands comfy on his tummy.

Blaine comes and wraps his arms around Kurt and takes the lead, "But it's just a crazy game, and when it ends, … it ends in … tears."

Kurt raises his hands to Blaine's neck and clasps his hands around joining, "So darling, … have a heart."

Blaine takes the lead in guiding Kurt in a slow dance around the apartment.

Singing with gust and bravado, "Don't let one mistake keep us apart." He's so close to tears, knowing that they've hurt one another before. Kurt taps Blaine's lips with his finger. The hurts were never intentional, but it happened and was unavoidable. Hopefully, they've both learned and the depth of their loving care should cement them with their appointment today.

Together, "Well we're not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home."

Kurt, "When I climb the stair,"

Blaine, "and turn the key,"

Together, "Oooh, please be there. ….. Still ... in …love… with meeeee!" Blaine one, two, three quick steps Kurt around and Hollywood dips him.

~ sighs of Klaine happiness and a quality moosh ~

"I've made you breakfast."

"I see that, it smells wonderful."

"Come, come and let me pamper you, because after today, we…"

"We, I love the sound of that."

"We are going to need all our energy to get on with living life to the full."

"You're serious aren't you? You feel a dread?"

"Yes, I feel a serious rush for a today. Everything is today. Even tomorrow, immediately tomorrow, is today."

They spend their morning enjoying feeding one another. Dribbling maple syrup on pancakes, taking a bite and placing some in the other's slightly open, waiting mouth. Blaine had purposely only used one plate, one glass for drinking. One knife and fork, one napkin.

They shower, one at a time. Klaine shared showers will be enjoyed as a dessert at the end of their day.

Kurt goes to put on the outfit he wanted to wear at their wedding, "Wait, no KurT!" He takes it from him and places it back gently on their bed.

Blaine grabs him by the shoulders and turns him, "No, let's just wear our normal good day clothes."

"What, why?"

"Because it's let conspicuous and …." Passionate kiss of reassurance from Blaine, "I want you, … without too much formality."

The emphasis of how Blaine says want not being lost on Kurt's being. Desired rushing gather in nether regions as he inhales with excitement.

Like a blushing bride he throws himself at Blaine and they fall back on the bed….

~ Oh! Klaine hunny hunny! ~

An hour or two later, they leave the apartment hand in hand. As they exit the building the sun beams down on them, as if God has thrown a spot light to show the audience of the two leading men of the programme.

Kurt's hand is on the inside and Blaine leads them down to City Hall.

It's a mixed walk of skipping and a gentle stroll. Alternating steps, and buying a bunch of mixed yellow and orange/red roses. Two single ones inserted in a different button hole, and the rest of the bunch given to an old lady with a junk shopping cart.

"Thank you!" And a beaming smile from her as they pass.

Kurt looks back as Blaine now picks up speed. He waves to her.

As they approach a Church, it's grandeur foreboding, intimidating, they slow and at the base of the stairs Blaine stops.

Brought up with conflicting beliefs his little heart hurts that someone, something, as big as Saint Nick would frown down on his choice of love.

"Are we going inside?" Kurt breaks his thoughts with an obvious question.

"No, I just wondered." Looking around for objectors, no one looking, Blaine plants a more gingerly kiss on Kurt's delicate lips. "I just don't ever, ever, want to mess this up."

"Okay, well? Let's work on that together."

Continuing on, a coffee shop looks inviting. Kurt can't help but inhale so deeply and audibly, that Blaine stops suddenly, which makes Kurt bump into him. "Oh sorry!"

"It's fine, do you want a coffee first?"

"Really, at a time like this, with such urgency? You wonder about having a coffee?"

Blaine shrugs his shoulders, rolls his eyes and half smiles, "Well, I could do with a breather."

"Blaine Anderson, you are ridiculous at times. Okay. Let's have a coffee then." And in they walk.

In line, checking out the cakes in the display case, "Do you want a cake of the day too? To share, of course."

"Of course to share, cut it in half and we'll share everything. Blaine, you are such a romantic." PDA is turning into so yesterday, so last season. Kurt snuggles in to his fiancé and kisses his neck. "Hmmmm!"

~ no Klaine crumbs on the outfits, please? ~

Two people in front, Blaine looks around while waiting. He sees a familiar face enjoying herself some other bakery delights. "Rachel! Hi!"

"Kurt, Blaine, I didn't expect to see you two down this end of town. Kurt shouldn't you be in class?"

"I'll wait with Rachel, is that alright with you?"

"Yeah, sure, sure. Go, hold a seat for me?" more Klaine moosh.

"Rachel, Hi." He pulls out a chair, sits and grabs her hands. "We're having a personal day." He wants to tell her more, but stops himself, he gives her hands back.

Looking around for Blaine, "I've got to see Carmen Tibideaux any way, about other things too."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I'm just a little behind so today won't make too much of a difference."

"KurT, you have put too much into getting into NYADA to be falling behind. She won't be too sympathetic if your reasons are frivolous."

"Blaine's coming, we'll talk about this later. Shshsh let it be…." He pulls the chair out for Blaine.

"Rachel, what are you doing here? Are you waiting for someone?" Blaine had been noticing her looking around expectantly.

"Yes, actually I'm on a lunch date." She strains to see over heads in the distance. "But he must be late, very, very late!"

"You know," sugars dispensing into his cup and stirred, and stirred, and stirred. "If I were on a date with you. I wouldn't want you looking and searching. I'd want you to relax."

Kurt wraps a little hug around one of Blaine's biceps. "Well I'd stand you up, if it were a blind date." Looking deep into Blaine's eyes, and smiling playfully but honestly too. "I'd look through the window, from over the road." Points. "I'd watch you intently and then I'd ring and tell you something came up, I'm sorry but we'll have to do it again another day."

Blaine stops drinking midway, "That's a horrible thing to do KurT."

"No, no it isn't Blaine. Because if, like I suspect Rachel's date does have," Kurt knew who her date was with, and wasn't impressed. "If I had a boyfriend who loved me, I couldn't open that door, because I'd see you. And you being you, you'd be someone I couldn't see myself walking away from."

Blaine blushes from such romance. "KurT, that's the loveliest thing I've ever heard you say…. today."

~ Klaine has no literary boundaries ~

The three of them enjoy time together, small talk, deep talk and eventually noticing that Rachel has been stood up.

"Well Kurt, I suppose you should be happy then?" She folds her napkin and places it alongside her cup.

"No, Rachel I'm not very happy." He leans to her and hugs her, like a loving brother does. "I never want to see you sad, or stood up."

Wiping a tear, "You know Finn and I ….."

"Shshshsh, come on Rachel. You deserve love, and Finn would be happy that you're trying to move on." He hugs her tighter, letting her cry into his shoulder.

Blaine taps his watch, Kurt shrugs. Blaine indicates toward Rachel and shrugs too. Kurt mouths "Should she come with us?" Rachel slows her cries.

"Anyhow,…" sniffles and wipes her nose. "Where are you two going next?" Looking at Kurt matter of factly. "I suddenly don't feel like be….ing …. heRe."

"Umm, well!" He ducks his head, like he's hiding a very big secret. Looking to Blaine for guidance, "Should we tell her?"

"Tell me what?" Tidying up her hair, which is relatively perfect all the time.

"Rachel,…" Blaine grabs Kurt's free hand and declares "KurT and I are on our way to City Hall." A very big, huge smile on his face.

They all share knowing looks. Last time Blaine looked like that was when …. well the other day, but also when he surprised Kurt enrolling to join him at McKinley.

She looks at Kurt with questioning surprise, "Really, are you really going to do that today? What about all the plans we've made?"

"I know, I know, but it's something we want to do now. We don't want to wait until then." He entwines his fingers with Blaine's, looks lovingly into those hazel pools of dreaminess, shares a few quick and gentle pecks on delicate, yummy, adorable lips. {Klaine fuzzinessssss!} Back to Rachel, "We're still going to do all of that. But we're doing this today. Do you want to come and witness?"

"Oh my God, are you serious? Of course I'll come and witness." Checking her makeup in her hand mirror. "What time is your appointment?"

Blaine's turn to voice opinion, "We don't have an appointment. Do we need one?" The boyz share confused and disappointed looks.

"Well, I believe you do." Claps her mirror shut and returns it to her handbag. "I suppose we'll find out when we get there."

She taps a foot while they share emotions of love and awe, through joined foreheads…. "Well, are we leaving?" she asks them.

~ Klaine interlude music ~

Down at City Hall, in a well lit, longggg corridor sits Rachel, Kurt and Blaine. Joining in the waiting game of Let's Get Married other couples.

There are twelve other couples with them, and they have an odd assortment of witnesses with them. The corridor is lined with white wooden chairs, sitting on shiny old brown fox lino.

Some shiny shoes tap and dance with excitement, trepidation, impatience. Some are wrapped around their partner's, some have suitcases leaning against them and even a vase of flowers has made the scene look so happy.

Mumbles and murmurs of enjoyed conversations. Heavily pregnant bellies, not so subtly hid by lacy white dresses, rubbed by four hands that were oh so delicately enjoying touches of I Love You only six to eight months before.

"It's good that we didn't need an appointment after all." Says Blaine rubbing Kurt's back as he cuddles in. "How long do you think it will be before our turn?"

"Not sure, but we're here now." Kurt's reading through the pamphlets of Why Do You Want To Get Married Today? "You could be mistaken for thinking Miss Pillsbury is behind these pamphlets."

"You mean Mrs Schuester Kurt." Whispers Rachel as she takes them from him.

"Reasons to get married 101. Hmmm interesting title."

Up and down the corridor, the other couples have perused the same pamphlets.

No amount of success or failure will be as important as the success or, God forbid, failure of this occasion of theirs today, their Marital day. Which feels like they're breaking all the rules of someone else's game.

Not wanting to raise unnecessary expectations of what marriage involves, however, the seriousness of this legal, moral and romantic notion needs highlighting. That's what the pamphlets try to explain, that's why societies the globe over constantly quiver, quarrel, encourage and discourage couples.

Rachel hands them back to Kurt, which are taken from him by Blaine.

Defying gravity on Earth may seem possible with the elation and romantic notions of marriage, however, the reality soon comes crashing down once those vows are spoken aloud, once the documents are signed.

The tidal wave of change is felt, the very next millisecond.

Kisses take on different meanings. Kisses of hello and goodbye. Hello there my lover, my partner, my boo, MY PARTNER!MY LOVER are extreme for months on end. Kisses of goodbye are heart wrenching, please don't be long, please take care, please come back.

Kisses of I Love You, become kisses of Love You what's for dinner, Love You your turn for the dishes, Love You make me a cuppa, Love You your turn to put the rubbish out, Love You would you like a back rub, Love You it's Tuesday!

The couple across from them start their own kissing and canoodling.

Hmmmm Tuesdays are wonderful and have newer meanings. Fridays are always family meal times in the Hummel's household, Saturdays are date nights, Sundays are getting over the weekend and getting ready for the new week. Wednesdays are the hump days of the week and Tuesdays are hump days and nights of those in the relationship sack.

Not allowing others to harm your hubby/wife/partner/lover becomes an even stronger, fiercer, protective role.

Acceptance is a second natural happening. Like the sun coming up every morning, acceptance is the knowledge of how right being in a relationship and marriage is correct.

There are no limits to what Blaine and Kurt and all the others that are getting married, won't do or be for one another.

Change is inevitable, but a natural change where it's only noticed by time markers such as photographs, anniversary dates, clothes that won't fit, body shapes adjusted, bank accounts that fluctuate, will make their wedding date even more special.

Second guessing, sleeping emotions are awoken with ferocity during the engagement period. Second guessing instincts will happen. Kurt kept swaying back and forth if what they were doing was or wasn't too soon. He wipes his forehead from the amount of perspiration gathering.

"KurT, are you nervous?" A deep but easily said, often said question from Blaine.

"Don't judge me. I've never done this before, and I'm excited and ready, but I'm just over thinking." He pats Blaine's leg, slightly patronizing. "It's fine, I'm fine. Don't worry about me getting so sweaty."

"Blaine, Kurt. I'm sure once you go in there and the process goes along, you'll see how serious this is."

"Rachel! …." Aggravation from Kurt now wishing his Love!Sister wasn't with them.

Instincts change as personal growth develops. For Rachel, she's happy for her boyz, but she's also very heart broken, sad and feeling a huge amount of envy bordering on jealousy.

She wipes away tears of missing Finn, tears of anger and hurt. Wondering when she'll get to have a day like this, for her?

She takes in a deep, deep sigh. The three of them look at the opening door, and out come a couple with a smile that could light up the brightest room brighter.

A Clerk of the Court comes out, holding a clip board. He reads up and down the list, all eyes in the corridor are now on him.

He looks up and down the corridor of expectant faces, couples and witnesses uniting.

In a loud voice he calls out, "MR BLAINE DEVON ANDERSON AND MR KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL?"

God shshsh! Thinks Kurt. Here we go! Thinks Blaine. This is so exciting! Rachel changes to being happier for her boyz.

The three amigos stand…

extra author notes, 'cause I'm so kute I can: when I talk of marriage or marital things, I'm not pushing any agenda. I'm a big believer in getting the hell out, too! if it's not working. … MWAH! KLAINE LOVE ALL AROUND.
Days of writing and now I'm late in uploading. PLEASE TELL ME if there are any errors. TELL ME IF YOU'RE UNHAPPY, JUST DON'T CHEAT ON ME!