Epilogue

Kurt was now a successful hairstylist on Broadway – on Broadway! Rachel had shined in her role and the run was ending after its predicted year, although a smaller company was taking it on a tour of the country. Kurt, deciding he still belonged in New York, despite the job offer to travel with the company, had again looked for work on Broadway and it seemed now he had his foot in the proverbial door, he was in. He had been taking night courses on the maintenance and application of wigs as well as costume design. It seemed most theatre companies had heard of Kurt through his success on this production – the fact that he was almost a jack-of-all-trades made him sought after. Broadway always consisted of temporary contracts but Kurt had never enjoyed his job more. The hustle and chaos of rehearsals and previews and seeing your work lauded and critiqued made Kurt feel alive. He came home to Blaine exhausted most nights but he had never felt happier.

Finn had found a job as a high school teacher in New York and finally moved in with Rachel, proposing to her again last month. It finally seemed right and they had both grown-up and learnt that life doesn't always go as planned but what matters is the person you're with while life throws its daggers. Blaine and Kurt had made a home together in what had once been the home of Blaine and Liam so it was a natural progression of their relationship that they would get married. They had never discussed it but it had been assumed all along and the idea that they would finally be able to commit to each other, where others had failed before them, was ideal bliss.

Blaine had wanted to propose – had designed and bought the perfect ring but it was Kurt who popped the question. They had taken a trip to Paris, a real romantic holiday in Blaine's eyes, and as they sat on top of the mound at Parc des Buttes Chaumont at the temple de la Sibylle overlooking the city, Kurt suddenly turned to Blaine, tears in his eyes at the view and the knowledge he had that Blaine was everything, and asked the question.

"Will you marry me Blaine?" And he dropped to his knee, opening the little black box he had somehow retrieved from his inner pocket without Blaine noticing. Blaine's mouth gaped and he laughed, taking his own ring from his inner pocket.

"Yes I will," he chuckled, getting on his knee and offering his ring to Kurt, who stared back with eyes wide.

"You had a ring?" Kurt asked incredulously.

"For a few weeks now, I was just waiting for the right moment and this is perfect." They kissed, getting back on to the bench and sat down watching the world go by.

xXx

That had been a year ago and Kurt and Blaine had planned the perfect wedding together. Less of the glitz and glamour of Blaine's first plan, but more calm and intimate. Blaine had felt overwhelmed with the last wedding and had spent his day rushing and running around. He hadn't had time to breathe, to think about what he was doing and he had known then, as Liam barely lifted a finger to plan the day that he had more invested in the day than the thought of a lasting future with someone special. Kurt and Blaine deliberately planned the day together and removed all unnecessary details. It would be romantic and a true reflection of their life together.

Kurt had decided to stay in a hotel the night before he wed the man of his dreams but he had one surprise in store for Blaine that he was really looking forward to.

He arrived at 11 o'clock the morning of the wedding, knowing that Blaine would be relaxing and not due to get his suit until one. He knocked on the door carrying his box of hairstyling goodies.

"Kurt?" Blaine said, a shocked expression on his face, "What are you doing here? I thought it was bad luck…"

"I don't know what you are referring to," Kurt said cheekily, "I'm not Kurt, I'm your wedding hairstylist." He confidently strode past Blaine who stood with his mouth open and walked to the bedroom chair, opening his box of equipment.

"What are you planning Kurt?" Blaine said, smiling but already thinking this was the best surprise for his wedding day.

"I don't know why you keep calling me Kurt, I don't know who that is," Kurt said winking. He removed the dressing gown that Blaine was donning, to find a naked Blaine underneath and he smiled.

"Glad you're up and ready for me," Kurt said as he put a hairdressing cape around Blaine's shoulders, covering most of his body and placing him gently in the chair. He continued to get his equipment out and started to lightly trim Blaine's hair after he spritzed his curls with water. As he cut, he slowly licked and kissed along the back of Blaine's neck.

"I wanted to do this that morning you came in," Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, "You looked so stressed and I only wanted to take that stress away and make you melt." Blaine gasped, remembering Kurt's fingers in his hair then and how he had felt the stress drift away. He hadn't once thought of Liam.

Kurt finally massaged his scalp lovingly and Blaine let out a low moan, closing his eyes in pleasure. This was how he was going to die, he knew it. Kurt came to the front of Blaine and knelt at his legs, tentatively lifting the hairdresser's cape and smiling mischievously again.

"God, I don't think I'll ever get over seeing you like this, so beautiful," and he sunk closer and licked along the underside, making Blaine moan again. He had never been so turned on and he worried that he would come too early but remembered he got to do this again tonight and finally call Kurt his husband.

Kurt continued to suck as he took all of Blaine into his mouth, then he licked along the head so slowly that Blaine felt his hips buck up involuntarily. He was so desperate for more and after a while Kurt put him out of his misery and sucked longer and deeper, making Blaine groan louder. At the sounds of Blaine, Kurt snuck his hand under the waistband of his own boxers and touched himself roughly. Blaine's hands sneaked along Kurt's shoulders, itching to pull Kurt's hair but suddenly worried he would mess his style for the wedding. Kurt seemed to sense this and his mouth was suddenly detached from Blaine.

"Do it," he panted, "Pull it."

"Oh god…" Blaine moaned and pulled that perfectly coiffed hair and felt himself come undone. "I'm gonna come Kurt, god you're so good."

And come he did, tugging on Kurt's hair almost painfully and Kurt came soon after, at the sounds and the feel of Blaine in his mouth. He removed his lips with an obscene pop after Blaine came down from the high and he smiled up at Blaine through his eyelashes.

"That was amazing…" Blaine breathed, "I felt guilty for wanting your hands on that day, wanted you so much…"

Kurt stood up and finally kissed Blaine long and deep; Blaine tasting himself on Kurt's lips.

"See you later, my amazing fiancé," Kurt said as he packed up all the hairdressing equipment, "I can't wait to see you later, I love you."

Kurt had never felt lighter as he walked out knowing that he would soon be able to call Blaine his husband. Finally his, finally complete.

xXx

Blaine and Kurt arrived together, their families and friends waiting and proudly watching. Blaine's mum saw her son finally happy, saw his wedding day complete, tears in her eyes and turned to her own husband. Richard had a smile on his face, probably the warmest expression of emotion he knew how to show, but she knew that he had never been prouder of their son and that he had found Kurt at last - someone that knew how to love too.

They started their vows, both with tears in their eyes, both feeling overwhelmed that they had finally found each other. They had been through different but similar rollercoasters since they had met but both felt stronger and knew they had come out the other side more in love and more aware of the failings of the world.

"Kurt, when I first met you I was planning my first wedding, hoping that love would make me feel complete and whole and you made me feel calm for the first time that day, all anxiety forgotten. The wedding didn't go as planned but I have never been more grateful that it didn't happen because I would never have been able to meet you properly and fall in love with you, which was always inevitable. You're so amazing Kurt – the way you see the beauty of the world and I see it reflected in your eyes whenever you look at me, with such love. I know you complete me Kurt and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you, how important you are to me."

"I hadn't realised how dead I felt styling hair at that salon until I met you; how alone I was," Kurt began. "You made me dream again." Tears pooled in his eyes. "In my dreams you were always there, a guy that swept me off my feet and made me believe in love again. I can't wait to live all my dreams with you, my greatest dream."

There wasn't a dry eye in the room but of course Finn said that there was only a bug in his eye. The reception was held at a hotel and they had planned the flowers and catering together. Only closest friends and family were invited but Blaine and Kurt only had eyes for each other as they ate and talked about the best moments of the day so far. Speeches were said by Burt and Richard and although gruff and to the point both dads were clearly proud that their sons had found each other. There was only one thing left to do – party!

Kurt's glee club had reunited to sing at the wedding with a few numbers from the infamous Warblers, where Blaine joined them. The highlight of the evening and the song that sent Blaine and Kurt quietly to their room afterwards was 'Come What May'.

It had always been Kurt's dream to sing this to the man of his dreams on his wedding day but as he had planned this with James, now an age ago, Kurt had never felt happy about it. James had seemed almost embarrassed at the romantic gesture and Kurt had realised it would be wasted on him. When he tentatively mentioned it to Blaine as they prepared their wedding, Blaine had grinned widely at the idea and insisted that it was their 'going away' song, the last real song of the night.

As Kurt stood on one side of the stage, listening to Blaine sing the beginning, he felt goosebumps that this was happening and he had never felt more loved. Blaine thought back to those moments in Egypt when he had looked at Kurt and knew that he was going to be the only man he would ever need and love. The look in Kurt's eyes when he watched the sunrise or the view over the river Nile – Blaine had known that Kurt was beautiful; amazingly his now and nothing could hurt them again. Kurt came closer as he started to sing and watched Blaine as he opened his eyes and saw him.

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace

Kurt came ever closer and as they watched their hands entwine, they circled and danced together.

Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste
It all revolves around you

They parted slightly, looking carefully at each other as Kurt walked away. Blaine followed.

And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather,
And stars may collide

Kurt knew he meant it, knew there was nothing that could shake their love now and he smiled warmly at him as he turned and said the line he had longed to say ever since the film came out, ever since he had met Blaine, sitting facing the mirror, where he could already see so much.

But I love you (I love you)
Until the end of time (until the end of time)

Come what may
Come what may

They came ever closer together as they sang the final lines and Blaine smiled, stroking his hand along Kurt's arm bringing him even closer and allowing Kurt to touch his waist. It was so slow and intimate they forgot the people watching and kissed slowly, never feeling more complete.

I will love you, I will love you

A/N: Sorry I couldn't resist using the song in its proper setting! Thank you for all the lovely reviews – I can't believe this story has over a hundred follows, you're all amazing! Thank you.

Song used:

'Come What May' from Moulin Rouge