Can't Help Falling For You
Best Friends Forever

It hadbeen a few months since all the dramas had ended, Mercedes had grown closer tothe two boys and Kurt, although still distant, was more amiable towards Blainein school. They had both accepted that Sam and Blaine were indeed in love withone another. They had spent the last few months in a love bubble that no onehad been able to burst, not even Santana and her snide comments had had anyaffect. All they could see was each other and their future together. Sam hadfound the person that accepted him for everything he was and didn't want tochange him in any way and Blaine had found the support and warmth that heneeded in his partner. No one had ever thought that when these boys had firstmet that they would end up like this. They hadn't really become close untiltheir senior year and they were complete opposites in so many ways. Yet theyseemed to work. They were the best of friends.

It was ona Sunday morning, the same as all the rest when their relationship changedforever. Sam had woken up to the soft snores of Blaine lying on his side, asmall smile on his face and the blonde couldn't help but gaze lovingly at thedark, curly haired boy beside him. The boy who made him happier than anyone inthe whole world. Sam thought he was the most beautiful creature he had everseen with his long dark lashes framing his eyes and his small pink lips thatkissed him with such love that Sam felt like he had gone to heaven every timetheir lips met. He was the single luckiest man on the entire planet and hewanted everyone to know that.

“Blaine.”Sam whispered out into the darkness next to Blaine's ear, watching as thesmaller boy shuffled and hummed slightly. Sam leant over, blowing softly intohis boyfriend’s ear to wake him up. He couldn't stand one more second withoutseeing those liquid golden eyes of Blaine's.

“Hmm?”Blaine responded, swatting at his ear and scrunching his forehead up in themost endearing way that Sam placed a kiss onto it, instantly smoothing it out.He made his way down Blaine's face, to his neck, placing quick butterfly kissesas he went down. Hearing Blaine sigh and turn into Sam's body, Sam knew thatBlaine was now awake. He made his way back to Blaine's lips, staring into thesmaller boy’s eyes before devouring his mouth deeply with his lust filled kiss.By the time they parted, both were breathless.

“Sam...”Blaine started before Sam shushed him and began tracing kisses down Blaine'ssmall, slim figure. His hand wondered over to the darker boy's right nipple,where he brushed his thumb over its tip, causing a shiver to run through Blaineand a small groan of pleasure to escape his lips. Smiling, Sam continued downfurther, kissing Blaine's belly button before delving deeper, his kisseslanding on Blaine's ever stiffening length. Sam sucked and kissed Blaine fromthe base all the way to the tip, blowing on the tip and grinning as Blainebucked his hips up, wanting more of Sam on him. Sam complied. Grabbing Blaine'ships to stop him from moving, he licked his lips and took Blaine's cock intohis mouth, sucking and licking as he bobbed up and down Blaine's length. Thesmaller boy’s moans became louder as his pants became shorter and more urgent.Not wanting to finish yet, Sam pulled away to sit back up, taking all of thesweat sheeted, whimpering Blaine in with his hungry eyes. Knowing what wouldhappen next, Sam sat back on his hunches and waited for Blaine to practicallyleap onto him, knocking Sam back onto the bed, Blaine straddling him andrubbing his cock against Sam's now aching member. Sam reached down to grabBlaine's butt cheeks, spreading them out.

“Blaine Ineed...” Sam started, looking at his boyfriend's bedside drawer but Blaine hadother plans. Lifting his hips up, he grabbed Sam's cock with his hand tightly,lining himself with Sam and thrust himself down onto Sam, moaning loudly, alook of pure ecstasy on his face. “Holy shit Blaine, that was fucking hot.”

Smilingdown at Sam, Blaine began bucking up against him slowly at first till urgencyovertook Blaine and he rocked back and forth faster and harder with everythrust. Feeling the familiar warmth spreading through his belly Sam bucked upinto Blaine as he came closer and closer to his release. Grabbing Blaine's assone last time Sam bucked up and cried out as his came inside Blaine. Still onhis high Sam watched Blaine come undone on top of him, spurting out his loadonto the blonde’s stomach and screaming out Sam's name on his lips as he archedbackwards, his whole body shaking from his orgasmic climax.

WhenBlaine slumped down, rolling himself off of Sam, the taller boy turned andgrinned cheekily at Blaine. “Morning.”

Blainegiggled back. “Good morning Sam.” Blaine, after leaning over to retrieve one ofhis ever useful wet wipes, wiping Sam down, snuggled into Sam's chest, his handover Sam's heart, his right leg haphazardly flung over Sam's. He slid his armsaround the smaller boy, kissing the top of Blaine's head and listened to theboy contentedly sigh. This is how every Sunday should start. Why goto church when this is so much more heavenly?

Thinkingof church made Sam wonder about something he had been greatly considering forthe past month or so and soon Blaine's name was on his lips. “Blaine?”

“What?”Blaine mumbled, his eyes closing as he snuggled even closer to Sam. His headresting in the crook of his shoulder.

“I reallylove you.”

“Aww, andI love you.” Blaine stretched himself up to place a chaste kiss on hisboyfriend's lips before going back to his comfy place by Sam's side and closinghis eyes, happiness all over his face...

Bitinghis lower lip, Sam took in a large breath and asked the question he had beentoo scared to address till now. “Will you marry me?”

Blaineshot up dead straight, looking down at Sam in shock, his eyes wide and hismouth hanging agape. “What? Are you being serious?” Sam sat up a little,shrugging and looking more than a little tentative. Was Blaine going to refusehim?

“Yeah, whynot? Or is it too soon after the whole Kurt thing, because I'll wait if youwant?”

Samwatched with relief as Blaine's horrified expression softened into one of loveand, was that amusement? Sam wasn't sure. “No it... Yes.” Ok, what was that?

Lookingat Blaine completely flummoxed, Sam frowned. “Uh dude, I'm confused, is it noor yes?”

“Yes. Yes,I'll marry you, you big dope!” Blaine laughed and flung his arms around Sam,hugging the blonde tightly. Sam's heart leapt up into his mouth and he lethimself hope where he had dared not before. Blaine Anderson had said yes. Theywere going to get married!

In thefuture...

It was asunny day. Perfect weather for a wedding. Standing at the edges of theblossoming cherry trees, pink and bright, canopying over what would be thewedding aisle, Sam couldn't believe how picturesque a scene he was lookinginto. It was perfect. Everything was perfect. But then Blaine was perfect andhe had chosen this place for their wedding. Now all that was needed was the manhimself. Blaine, who had told him that he was in no way playing the part of abride, was certainly acting as one today. They were all waiting on him. Notthat he was late. Yet.

“Younervous?” Artie inquired after Sam, who stood nervously fiddling with his tie.He needed everything just so for his Blaine and his tie just wouldn't sitright.

“No. I'mgetting married to the most amazing person in the whole world, why would I benervous? You have the rings, right?” Sam rushed out, looking at Artie in apanicked way. What if Artie has forgotten the rings? It would be a disaster!

Artiechuckled at the shuffling man beside him. Sam definitely looked like he hadants in his pants. “Yeah, I have the rings. I'd never let Cooper or Tina be responsiblefor those. Mike maybe, but not those two. How come you managed to score themore sensible grooms men anyhow?”

“Cause Ineed sensible people to get me through this? Blaine can get himself throughit.” Sam smiled widely at his best man. Mike, who was his other grooms man wasdirecting people to seats further down the aisle and watching out for Blaine'sappearance. Knowing Tina, it was probably her holding everything up rather thanBlaine himself. Sam had definitely picked well. He would have chosen Finn if hehad still been with them, but he was still with them all in spirit, as he everwould be. Blaine and Sam had both agreed on that.

“Well hecertainly picked a really pretty place to have a wedding.” Artie commented,looking around at all the romantic looking blossoms.

“That'smy B.”

“Come on,we'd better get to our places before Blaine arrives, no doubt with the hugestgrin on his face ever. Let’s face it, you are prince charming and you're aboutto give him his fairy-tale happy ending.” Artie pushed Sam along a little, tillthey were both edging their way over to their places for the ceremony.

“Awesome.He loves Disney movies. Which princess do you think he looks the most like?”Sam smirked down at Artie, who pretended to look like he was thinking that overdeeply.

“Belle!”They both called out together, laughing merrily at Blaine's favourite Disneycharacter being likened to him. But then Sam thought he was just like Belle.Beautiful both on the inside and the outside and he was the luckiest guy in theworld.

Blainebeamed broadly as he descended the steps to where they were having theirreception. Everything had gone smoothly, well after the whole Tina debaclewhere she had to go and change last minute into a different dress since shespilled grape juice on her outfit. Blaine had been terrified he would be latebecause of that but they made it with the skin of their teeth. Tina was lucky,because if they had been late, she would not be breathing right now. Blaine wouldhave made sure of that. No one ruined his precious day. Not even his gorgeousMiss Tina Cohen Chang. Thankfully all was well. He stood by the entrance togreet his guests, Sam a little way away from him having some in depthconversation with Puck and Quinn about something amusing from the way they werelaughing raucously. His gaze softened as he looked at Sam, dapper in hiswedding suit, a deep grey which set his eyes off. They looked even lighter thannormal. He looked handsomer than Blaine had ever seen him. He couldn't believeSam was wearing tails. He never would have thought Sam would wear tails. Hecouldn't quite get his head around the fact that he was married. He had justgotten married. Him. Something he could never have ever dared hope for when hehad been a child. It really was a dream come true.

Turningto the door again he saw their larger than life diva of a friend approach him,and now with her husband of a year. It had not been long after Sam had proposedto Blaine that Mercedes, done with her album in New York, had moved back to thehigh life of LA once more. There she had thrived and Blaine had been ecstaticwhen he and Sam had gotten the invitation to Mercedes’s wedding with a mannamed Christian King. He was larger than life and suited Mercedes completely.They were so much alike. “Hey Mercedes, hey Christian. Thanks for coming, Iknow you're both really busy right now.” Christian was an agent and he had metMercedes surprisingly through Rachel. He wasn't sure Rachel had intended for themto hit it off quite as they did but the ends justified the means, right?

“Iwouldn't miss this wedding for the world, especially since you came to ours.”Leaning across Mercedes kissed Blaine on both his cheeks and gave him a smallhug and a large smile. She looked so happy, Blaine was very grateful she hadfound felicity in her life. He had never wanted to hurt her, he was rather fondof her, which is why he was so glad she had found someone to share her lifewith.

“Hey noone could ever say that I am not a dutiful friend.” Putting his hand to hisheart, they both chuckled at his silly antics.

“CongratsBlaine. You look really happy.”

“I am.”He simply replied, looking over at Sam again, who was staring at him with abig, dopey grin on his face. He felt the right side of his mouth quirk up as hegave Sam his crooked, loving smile back.

“Cananyone butt in or is this a private conversation?” An all too familiar voicebought Blaine out of his day dream and back to reality with a bump. He had beenindecisive as to whether to invite Kurt, but in the end he felt obliged to. Alltheir other friends were coming and even Burt and Carole had expressed a wishto see two of their favourite boys wed. With that all said and done, Blainefelt he had no choice but to invite Kurt. He hadn't seen the boy for two years,ever since he decided to give up on NYADA and take up an offer that IsabelleWright had given him that apparently he simply couldn't refuse. It had involvedgoing to Paris, somewhere Blaine knew Kurt had always wanted to go, and ofcourse, fashion. Kurt's other love. He hadn't really heard anything about howhe was getting on out there, he hadn't even known if Kurt was going to come tothe wedding. Yet here he was, and looking as dashing as ever. To Blaine, he hadseemed to grow a little taller, but maybe that was his growing confidence orcoming into adulthood. Blaine wasn't sure, but he looked good nevertheless.

“HeyKurt!” Mercedes cried as she hugged Kurt fiercely. Out of the corner of his eyeBlaine spotted Sam moving towards them and his heart, which had startedthumping unpleasantly quickly at the arrival of Kurt, was relieved at hisstrength returning to him with Sam's nearing presence.

“It'sbeen too long Cedes.” Kurt kissed his friend in the style the French seemed todo so nonchalantly. So he's gotten their customs ingrained into him already.

“Hey youwere the one that went off to Paris for two years.” Kurt flushed at Mercedesquip as he shuffled on the spot, his mouth drawing upward into a small, secretsmile. I wonder what that's about?

“Um,about that...” Kurt grabbed a handsome, tall man's hand, bringing him forwardsfor the two to meet. His ice blue eyes looked into Blaine intensely, as heflicked his mahogany coloured hair out of his eyes with his hand. He looked tobe a little older than them, in his mid to late twenties Blaine guessed. Blainedidn't like the way this man was staring at him though. He felt as though hewere on trial or something. He hoped Sam would get to his side soon. He wasbeginning to think he might need him. “This is my boyfriend Henri. He works atVogue too.”

“Wow!Good to meet you.” Blaine smiled widely, his cheeks hurting at the fakebrightness in his voice and face. Holding out his hand for the man to shake, hetook it firmly in his hand, his grip tight as he shook once and let goabruptly. Blaine, feeling the familiar warmth of Sam's arms snaking round hiswaist, melted into his husband thankfully, his hands replaceing Sam's and hegripped them both tightly.

“Good tomeet you too. Blaine, yes?” Blaine laughed nervously and nodded his head inconfirmation.

“I'm Sam,Blaine's husband.” Sam extended his hand and Henri's gaze left Blaine much tohis relief. He thought he saw his face soften as he shook Sam's hand and Kurtled him off to sit by his father. “Wow, he's intense, right?”

“Yeah,but if Kurt's happy, then I guess I am too. Even if his boyfriend kinda creepsme out a little.” Sam bent down to kiss Blaine once.

“Don'tthink about him, this is our wedding. Dance?” Sam always knew exactly what tosay to make Blaine content again and he let his husband lead him onto the dancefloor, quickly forgetting that anyone else was even in the room.

Blaine'shead was against his husband’s chest as they danced the slow dance, just thetwo of them, as they danced their wedding dance. “Sam?” Blaine whispered up tohis Sammy.

“Yeahhoney?” Sam asked, leaning his head onto Blaine's as they drifted slowly acrossthe floor, people starting to join in on the dance floor.

“This isthe happiest day of my life. I'm so glad I became friends with you.”

“Me tooB, me too.” As they gazed into each other’s eyes they knew with all theirhearts that this was forever, best friends, lovers, husbands, till the end oftime.