"Kurt! I think you're good on hairspray, I think I've inhaled enough to open a salon." Reed grinned over to Kurt, who was sitting in front of a vanity with his can of hairspray still up in the air.

"If you must know, I was just finishing up." he spun around in the chair, grinning, and moved to sit next to his best friend. "I'm glad you agreed to be my best man, no one else would have been able to deal with all of the planning and me at the same time!" Reed shook his head and chuckled.

"If I can do fashion week with my mom, I can do anything. And did you ever doubt for a second that I would say no when you asked me?" Kurt shook his head, smiling a bit brighter.

"Not really, but if I had to I would force you into that tux if it came down to it. Oh!" he jumped up when he saw the time on the clock and walked over to where their boutonniere were laying and grabbed them. He handed Reed his, and motioned for him to move closer to pin his to his lapel. "It really does mean a lot that you're here. Your always so busy trying to run your gallery and working for you mom. I miss you." Once he was finished he smoothed down the lapels. Reed moved his hands and started to pin on Kurt's boutonniere.

"It's not like I try to be so busy, I just am." He gave Kurt a halfhearted smile, "Sorry for missing the rehearsal dinner, I really trie-Ouch!" he jerked his hand away and stuck it in his mouth, pouting slightly.

"I told you to stop apologizing! You can't help it if a disaster strikes at work and your mom makes you do damage control." Kurt looked down at the boutonniere, making sure it was in place before pulling the smaller boy over to the bathroom. He pulled the finger away from Reed's mouth and eyed it. He definitely had a knack for injuring himself on the smallest things. Reed had not only jabbed himself with the pin, but managed to rip it, so that instead of a small pinprick it was a full cut. Kurt shook his head and reached for the first aid kit he had his wedding planner put in the room especially for Reed. "What am I going to do with you?" Reed blushed, shrugging. Kurt put Reed's band aid on, then turned to give himself a once over in the mirror, coifing his hair again.

"I shouldn't have missed the dinner over a stupid box of scarves, though! The shoot would have been perfectly fine without them" he threw his hands up, "They didn't even wear them! They were just props!"

Kurt raised an eyebrow at him "You okay over there?" he straightened his jacket. "I think I've told you about as many times as you've apologized," He turned and placed his hands on shoulders, "It's fine. We both know how your mom gets with work. What matters is that you're here today. I do think you need to talk to her, though. You're too stressed. She shouldn't be working you so hard." Before Reed got a chance to reply, there was a knock on the door, and Julie, the wedding planner, peeked through.

"Showtime." she smiled as Kurt shook his arms out and took a deep breath. "Reed, you go first."

"Try not to trip, ok? I want you in one piece tonight." Kurt winked at his best friend as he rolled his eyes.

"And you break a leg. You only get to get married once." Reed waved before following Julie to a pair of wide open doors.

"Okay, all you have to do is walk the aisle and mirror Shane."

Reed looked at her in confusion, mentally kicking himself for letting his mom work him the night of the rehearsal dinner. "Who's Shane?"

"Blaine's best man. You'll be fine, can't really mess up just standing up there." she smiled at him, and all he could think was, 'You have no idea'. Julie nudged him towards the aisle and whispered, "Go".

Shane was trying to stay still. He really was, but it was just not physically possible for him to be able to stand still for long.

"Stop bouncing!" Blaine hissed under his breath, wondering what had possessed him to make Shane his best man in the first place.

"I can't help it, I'm not used to being still this long!" He stopped his movements. He didn't want to make Blaine angry on his wedding day, so he took all of his concentration and put it on keeping still. After a about a minuet he leaned into him, "I'm glad for you bro. I haven't seen you this happy in awhile." Blaine smiled softly and pulled him into a quick hug. Shane looked towards the doorway as he pulled away and his jaw dropped slightly.

"Who is THAT?" Shane clung to his brothers wrist, demanding an answer. Blaine just looked at him like he had a second head, and pried his hand away.

"Would you get a hold of yourself?" he looked at Shane, who was shamelessly gazing. 'Oh no…I know that look' when his eyes finally found where Shane's already were, his eyes grew huge.

"Shane, don't get any ideas. I know what you're thinking."

"No you don't. Now what's his name?"

"Shh! You're causing a scene. That's Reed Van Kamp. He's one of my friends from Dalton and Kurt's best man." He moved so that he was right next to Shane's ear, "Please don't do anything…rash tonight." When he looked at Shane for a reply, he looked aghast.

"What do you mean by that?" He demanded. Sighing, Blaine shook his head.

"We'll talk about this after the ceremony, okay? Just let it go for now." He turned back to face the aisle, hearing his brother huff behind him. 'I don't believing this. He doesn't even know Reed.' Blaine shook his head and focused on the task at hand. As Reed passed by and took his spot across from Blaine and Shane, he beamed towards them, excited that his best friend was getting married. Blaine smiled back, and behind him he could practically feel Shane buzzing with energy. The music swelled as Kurt took his turn down the aisle and Blaine could swear that at that moment, it felt as if it were only them there. Kurt finally stood next to him, and he reached out to wipe away a stray tear that had fallen onto Kurt's cheek before taking his hands in his.

"We are gathered here today-"

After the ceremony, Kurt and Blaine had pictures taken while everyone else went to the cocktail hour. Shane's eyes never left the magical blonde that had enchanted him. After he saw Reed, 'Reed… such a beautiful name.',walk away from two blonde twins that had stopped to talk to him, he made his move. Picking up two glasses of champagne he walked up to him and offered out the glass. "Hi! I don't believe we've met before." Reed reached for the glass smiling softly.

"No, I don't think so. I wasn't at the rehearsal dinner." Reed's smile fell slightly when he said that, but he recovered and held out his hand, "I'm Reed Van Kamp. You're Blaine's brother, right?" Shane took his hand eagerly and held on to it longer than one normally would. To his luck, Reed didn't seem to notice.

"Yep. I'm shorty's little brother, Shane Anderson." A giggle escaped Reed's lips and he beamed.

"Are you really his younger brother?" he quirked an eyebrow. Shane let out a booming laugh before shaking his head.

"Hard to believe, I know. Enough about Blaine though, what about you? Tell me about yourself." Reed blushed a little before taking a sip of his drink.

"Not much to say, really. I work with mom and run my art gallery. I'm really not that interesting of a person." He shrugged, taking another sip and sighing. The guilty feeling he had about missing the rehearsal dinner was slowly coming back. Shane sensed the change of mood and he just wasn't having any of that. Wanting to make Reed feel better, he pulled him over to one of the small tables that had been placed for people to socialize, and pulled out a chair for him. Reed eyed him curiously, but took a seat anyways. Shane moved to sit next to him and turned so that he was facing him.

"I think you're an interesting person, so just talk." The smaller boy blushed and Shane's mind went wild. 'Oh my gosh he's adorable! His eyes are so huge! Get it together Shane!' He gulped down most of his drink before clearing his throat to speak again, "Only if you want to, that is." He watched as Reed took another sip of his drink before talking.

"Tell me a bit about yourself too. It's not fair that I do all the talking." A waiter walking around with different types of snack food stopped by the table where they were sitting and he took a cookie from the tray with a small 'thank you', breaking a piece off and offering it to Shane, while popping another piece of it into his own mouth.

"Thanks" he took it, mentally trying to calm himself down 'It's just a piece of cookie! Breathe.' "Tell you about myself. Hmm.. Well, I'm Blaine's brother. You already know that though. Umm.." Shane thought for a second, not really sure what he wanted to tell the boy across from him. "It's my third year here in New York and I'm still learning my way around here. I really only know how to get from my apartment to school."

"That's pretty bad." Reed giggled, hiding his grin behind his hand. "You should go out and explore more often." He took another sip, draining his glass. "So what school do you go to?"

"Julliard. I'm a dancer there." his grin at the moment would have put the Cheshire cat to shame. "Maybe you should explore the city with me. It's always more fun if you have someone with you." he raised an eyebrow. Reed, totally missing the flirty tone Shane had used just carried on the now flowing conversation.

"That's really neat. I always wanted to go there.." he trailed off for just a second, but picked up before Shane could sense his distress towards the subject. "What do you want to do with dance?" But, Shane being Shane, hadn't missed the transition.

'Why is he so sad and why is he hiding it. He's too beautiful to be hurting.' "Not really sure, actually. It would be nice to be hired by a big dance company, or work on Broadway though. So, why didn't you go?" Shane saw another waiter passing with drinks and grabbed two for them. Passing one to Reed, he tasted his. It was sweet at first, but it definitely had a kick at the end. He wasn't sure Reed would like it. When he looked back at him, his jaw almost had dropped in shock, because half of Reed's drink was gone. "Wow, I didn't think you would like it after I tried mine." The smaller boy just shook his head.

"Everyone needs a strong drink every now and then." he ignored Shane's questioning gaze and they sat there in silence for a minuet before Shane jumped up.

"Come on." sticking his hand out and grabbing Reed's, pulling him up before he even had a chance to protest. "How about I show you some of my dance moves?"

"Y-you want to dance with me? You obviously have no idea what your getting into" 'Why does he want to dance with me?', Reed thought.

Shane cocked his head to the side, "What do you mean by that?" Reed drank the rest of his drink and shuffled his feet.

"I'm probably the biggest klutz on earth. It's surprising I haven't done anything since before the ceremony started." He lifted his finger with the band aid for proof, and Shane's eyes softened at the sight.

"I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." and with that Reed, was pulled over to the dance floor.

After 4 hours of drinks and dancing, Reed clung to Shane as they made their way back to the table they were moved to when the reception started.

"I could have sworn you said you were a klutz. I've yet to see anything."

"Because you've caught me every time I almost hit the floor!" Reed giggled as Shane sat him down. "I want a piece of cake!" he looked around and saw what he was searching for. He made to get up when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"I've got it beautiful, just stay here. Don't want you falling, now do we?" Shane winked and walked away. Reed's jaw dropped, but he shut it as soon as it had fallen and a silent battle started in his head.

'Is he flirting with me? Oh my GaGa what do I do?'

'Flirt back, duh. When do you ever have fun anymore?'

'I have fun all the time.'

'Now you're just trying to convince yourself that. You're not fooling anyone.'

He sighed. It was true, he didn't want to admit it, but it was.

'Ok, just tonight. I'll let loose just tonight.'

His thoughts were interrupted as a piece of cake was placed in front of him, and Shane sat next to him, scooting the chair closer to him and leaning over to whisper in his ear.

"So, what are your plans after this?" A shiver ran down his spine, and he took a shaky breath.

'Have fun tonight. It's just one night'

"I don't have anything in mind. Do you?" Shane chuckled and let his hand drop to Reed's knee, rubbing circles with his thumb.

"Only if a certain other best man agrees." Moving his face to where they were eye to eye, Shane tilted his head and kissed Reed softly. He pulled back, looking at Reed with lust glazed eyes. Reed nodded slowly.

"O-okay. Let me just say bye to Kurt." He stood up and Shane followed.

"Sounds good to me. I've got to tell Blaine I'm gone too. Meet me at the door babe?" Shane winked and walked off before Reed could even open his mouth. Looking around, he saw Kurt over by Mercedes and headed towards them, tripping slightly.

"Hey Kurt, Mercedes." They nodded and tried to pull him into their dance but he refused. "I'm actually fixing to leave, sorry. I'll talk to you guys later?"

"Sure. I'll call you as soon as I can to tell you about what all we've done in Florida." Kurt pulled Reed into a hug and he hugged Mercedes too.

"Tell Blaine I said congratulations!" He walked over to the doorway and fiddled with his jacket button as he waited for Shane, swaying slightly from the alcohol.

Shane walked over to where Blaine was standing with a group of people he knew his brother went to school with and smirked as he pulled him into a hug.

"Hey bro! Nice wedding, but I'm off. I don't want to keep my lovely date waiting." Blaine pulled back, holding onto his little brothers sleeve.

"You didn't bring a date Shane."

"Nope, but I'm leaving with one!" He winked as he wiggled out of Blaine's grasp, already walking towards the door. "Have fun on the honeymoon!" Blaine and the others looked to where Shane was walking.

"Oh my God… SHANE!" Blaine yelled after his brother but it was no use, he had already reached Reed and they were walking out of the room, hands interlocked.

"Blaine, what just happened?" David asked, while they all looked at him in confusion, all except the twins, who were grinning at each other.

"Looks like little Dormouse isn't going home alone." Ethan winked at Evan

"Seems like it." Evan linked arms with his brother and skipped off. Blaine looked around in horror at the rest of the group.

"I have to go talk to Kurt." Blaine walked off, leaving the others to whisper about what was going on.

A/N: Well I hope you guys liked the first chapter. This is my first time writing a multi-chapter fic, so bear with me.

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A special thanks to my wonderful beta, Persephone's Melody!

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