One night in May, Kurt and Sebastian are laying in bed, sweaty and sated and exhausted and close. Sebastian's chest is pressed against Kurt's back, his arm wrapped around Kurt's waist.

Kurt has almost drifted off to sleep when he remembers the letter he got earlier in the week and smiles.

"How do you feel about weddings?" he asks. He feels Sebastian stiffen behind him, and smiles even wider. This is too easy.

"Uhm. They're nice?" Sebastian says, probably aiming for neutral but failing.

"Yeah?" Kurt cuddles in closer, reveling in the warmth and comfort of Sebastian's embrace, even though it's stiff right now.

"Yes?" Sebastian still sounds unsure.

"You know, you took my virginity, so…," Kurt trails off, and Sebastian's arm disappears from his waist.

"Kurt," Sebastian says, keeping his voice low and steady.

Kurt turns around, smiling sweetly. "Will you be my plus one to Mercedes' wedding in July?"

The amount of tension that disappears from Sebastian's body is laughable.

"Yeah, no, that's not happening," Kurt says, leaning in to kiss him. "Will you, though?"

Sebastian shrugs. "Sure. As long as your friends won't beat me up when we arrive."

Kurt smiles and kisses him again. "Thanks. And I told you, they're fine with it. Even Finn."

"Is Blaine coming?" Sebastian asks wearily.

"I don't think so. I mean, it's Mercedes' wedding and she's inviting most of the Glee Club, but yeah, she was there when we…yeah. I don't think he's coming. Besides, he would probably be too embarrassed to talk to any of us." Kurt had found out about the phone call when Blaine's texts suddenly stopped, without Kurt blocking him. Sebastian had told him, and Kurt had been mortified for a few seconds before laughing until he cried.

Sebastian slides his hand back around Kurt's waist. "Good."

"Why are they even getting married now?" Sebastian asks when they're in the car on their way to the ceremony. "Aren't they a little…young?"

Kurt snorts and taps his fingers on the steering wheel in time to the radio.

"Maybe. But they seem to be real, you know? Not like Rachel and Finn. I've only met this guy once, but it still feels like today or in ten years doesn't really matter, it's going to happen anyway."

"Okay, whatever, I'm just glad we're checking into a hotel tonight," Sebastian says with a wink, leaning back in his seat. Kurt heaves an exaggerated sigh.

"I knew I shouldn't have bribed you with sex," he mutters playfully. In truth, he's as excited about it as Sebastian, and Sebastian knows this.

Burt had gotten his act together pretty quickly once he realized Kurt was serious, and while they are officially staying there during their visit, neither of them wants to have sex in Kurt's old bedroom. Since Mercedes' wedding is across town, they decided to stay at the hotel along with the guests from L.A.

"But I like sex," Sebastian says.

"I know, I do too, but I would prefer it if we didn't talk about it while we're here," Kurt replies, steering into the parking lot in front of the church.

"What, are you ashamed of me?" Sebastian teases while he unbuckles himself. Kurt does the same and leans over the console, grabs Sebastian's face in his hands and kisses him, sweet and slow.

"Not at all."

They're seated pretty far up front, Mercedes doesn't have that much family and Kurt is one of her closest friends. Still, the church is pretty packed, because the guy she's marrying has a bigger family, and a big portion of her church is here for the ceremony. The girls from Glee are bridesmaids, so Kurt won't meet them until afterwards, and the guys are a bit hard to spot amongst the sea of people.

The ceremony goes without a hitch. Kurt even keeps himself from cringing when the priest talks, but he can't keep the surprise out of his features when it's time for the prayer and Sebastian joins his hands and recites along with the rest of the crowd.

They're not in a rush to get out of their seats when the ceremony is over. Kurt is silent, worrying his bottom lip with his teeth and fiddling with the hem of his jacked. Finally, Sebastian picks up on it.

"What's the matter?" he asks, keeping his voice carefully low.

"I didn't know you…," Kurt trails off, he doesn't know how to say it, because he doesn't know what Sebastianis.

"I'm not. Not—I was raised as a Christian. The—" He lifts one of his hands. "— it's more like second nature. And out of respect. But I'm not really—believing."

"Does that mean you want to get married in a church?" Kurt blurts before he can stop himself, because that's what worries him the most. Not that he's thinking about weddings, or marrying Sebastian (yet), but he can deal with being somewhat religious, just not…

"Is that a proposal?" Sebastian asks, one eyebrow raised, his voice only half-teasing.

"No," Kurt says, honestly. "I love you just fine without promising it to God and all these people or whatever. And besides, it feels pretty disrespectful to get married in the name of someone you don't believe in, just because 'everyone else' does it." He glances over at Sebastian, who's completely silent. "Did I offend you? I'm sorry, that wasn't—"

"You love me?" Sebastian interrupts, looking at Kurt almost shyly. Kurt thinks back on his words and blushes.

"Yeah. I- I do. I'm…that's not how I wanted to say it, I—"

"I love you, too. And I don't want to get married in a church. And not for another five years, anyway. And now I want to find a bathroom so I can kiss you."

Kurt blushes, for a whole other reason.

"Fine by me."

"Did you know that the word 'gift' means both 'married' and 'poison' in Swedish?" Sebastian asks as they're walking over to the Jones' house, where the reception is to be held.

"No, I did not," Kurt says, highly amused. "And I didn't know you spoke Swedish, either."

"I don't," Sebastian admits. "But I fucked a Swedish guy when I was in France."

Kurt raises an eyebrow, unimpressed.

"You did not," he says.

"No, I didn't. But my aunt had a Swedish exchange student living there for a couple of months when I was there. I picked up on a few things."

"Like the word for poison and married," Kurt says, back to being amused. "Okay, Now I kn—" He doesn't get any further before he's being crunched half to death by Tina.

"I've missed you so much!" she squeals, straight into Kurt's ear, making him wince, but smile. He hugs her back and tells her he's missed her too, because he has. He has missed almost all of his old friends. Tina steps back, one hand still on his shoulder, and looks at Sebastian. She smiles, and it looks genuine.

"You'll have to tell me all about this later," she says and squeezes his shoulder. "I need to be off again, but we'll talk more later, okay?" Kurt nods, she smiles again, at Sebastian too, and then she's off.

"Come on," Kurt says and grabs Sebastian's hand. "Let's go find the others."

Between the main course and the cake, it's Kurt's turn to hold a speech. He stands up and clears his throat, locking eyes with Mercedes and smiling.

"Sophomore year, Mercedes had a crush," he begins. Mercedes buries her face in her hands. "On me." There is spread out laughter across the room, louder from their friends. "I let her believe that I had a crush on Rachel, while in reality, I only had eyes for boys. I still do, but Mercedes have thankfully gotten over her crush on me. I hope." More laughter.

"Well, anyway, we're a couple of years older now, a few experiences wiser, and I think we both know what love really is." Kurt glances quickly at Sebastian next to him and gets a warm smile in return. "And I just…you've come so far from then, and I'm so proud of you, and I sound like your mother, and I love you," Kurt says, tearing up. "In a completely platonic way," he hastens to add, for another bit of comic relief. Mercedes has tears in her eyes, too. "Congratulations, both of you. I hope you'll be happy," he finishes, sincerely. Mercedes blows him a kiss and he blows one back before sitting back down.

"Knows what love really is, huh?" Sebastian asks quietly as the conversation picks up again around them. Kurt blushes and stares down at his glass. Sebastian nudges his shin gently with his foot. "I love you, too."

End.