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Without further ado, I present the last chapter of The Chains That Keep Us Together, enjoy!

Chapter 30 –Final

Kurt sighed happily as he looked down at his wrist at the red mark that showed no sudden sign of fading. It stung a little bit, but honestly it was great to just have a definite sign that this was real life, and the past week had really happened. He genuinely had Blaine as a boyfriend now.

It was only Sunday, tomorrow he'd have to go back to classes but right now he had a mountain of catch-up work to complete. You can't have everything I suppose.

Honestly, last night had felt weird. After five nights sleeping next to Blaine it had taken ages to go to sleep alone. He missed hearing another person's breathing, feeling the warmth of their body next to him, Blaine's arm draped loosely around his waist. It was just weird; there was no other explanation for it.

At the same time, he'd felt really clingy missing his boyfriend after only a few hours. Yet after being together 24/7 for five days, he was bound to feel a little strange being away from Blaine. And it wasn't just him that had felt that way.

It was eleven thirty when his mobile rang, and he answered it straight away, happy for the distraction. Kurt had been staring into the darkness for what felt like forever, he couldn't sleep.

"Hello?" He answered quietly, not bothering to check the Caller ID.

"Hi." The reply, in a voice instantly recognisable.

"Blaine? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just miss you. I couldn't sleep."

Kurt breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought it was just me."

Kurt smiled at the memory. They'd spoken for a little while and finally cut off the call just before they fell asleep, so that Blaine didn't have a massive phone bill. Not that he'd have cared if he did.

Looking at the clock Kurt decided that it was definitely mocking him; pointing out how long he had left before he had to hand in this stupid work load. Oh well, he'd never be able to tolerate it if he didn't take a break. He headed into Blaine's room.

"Pretty sure none of this work involves going on your laptop." Kurt commented, looking at the seemingly untouched pile of papers on Blaine's bed. Blaine spun around on his chair and looked at his boyfriend with a wide smile.

"It doesn't, but you'll never guess what I just found." Blaine's face was lit up like a kid in a candy store, his eyes sparkling and his expression possibly a little manic. He looked adorable, as always.

"I'm sure I can't, but I bet you're gonna tell me anyway." Kurt replied smoothly, Blaine gestured for Kurt to look at the screen.

"Check this out."

"Metal Handcuff Cutting Tools," Kurt read from the screen. "Seriously? We're already out of them."

"I know, but look." Blaine pulled Kurt until he was sat on his lap and wrapped his arms around him, resting his head on his shoulder. "Read it."

"Handcuffs are common devices used to reduce mobility and restrict movements. Although often used in law enforcement they are also available commercially for private use." Kurt paused for a second as he blushed. "They can cause serious problems if a person is locked in them and the keys are missing –well no, you don't say."

"Keep going, it's getting to the interesting bit." Blaine pointed out, ignoring Kurt's sarcasm.

"Handcuffs are commonly constructed of steel with chrome or nickel plating, this means that any steel-cutting tools can cut handcuffs –wait, any?"

"Mmhmm, and then it lists bolt cutters, hacksaws and a drill press in detail."

"Well how were we supposed to know where to get those things?"

"You need to scroll right to the end of the page."

"If someone is accidently trapped in a set of handcuffs and none of these methods are available for use there are other options also available; for example you could call the handcuff manufacturer, a locksmith or local law enforcements for assistance… Oh. So you're basically saying that we could have gotten rid of the handcuffs straight away." The locksmith thing seemed like the easiest option there.

"That's not the best part though. The end note says there may be other options or safety mechanisms for your particular brand of handcuffs that you don't know about. I looked up the brand of handcuff and…" Blaine trailed off.

"There's a mechanism, isn't there?" His boyfriend nodded against his shoulder.

"I also found several pages explaining a method of how to break out of even the most difficult handcuffs. We could have picked the lock the whole time too." He muttered.

Kurt sighed and leaned back in Blaine's arms.

"I honestly don't care."

"Really? 'Cause we could have gotten out of this on Tuesday, and then we wouldn't have-" Blaine was about to list a lot of the awkward situations they had been in when Kurt cut him off.

"And then we wouldn't have found each other. I don't care about any of the awkward stuff that's happened; I wouldn't give up last week for the world. I learnt a lot about you over the past few days, and frankly I'm kind of glad that the Warblers chained us together, because I now I get to have you as my boyfriend."

"Well when you put it that way…" Blaine joked. "Me too though, really. Although I'm pretty sure we'd have made it here eventually, we just needed a little push in the right direction."

"More like a huge tug towards each other. I couldn't have left you if I tried."

"But that's the thing, you didn't want to leave me, you enjoyed spending every single second of every day together."

"Don't flatter yourself babe." Kurt said without even thinking. "I-I mean-"

"Babe, huh? Interesting." Blaine nodded his head in consideration. "Weird, I kind of like it."

"I didn't mean to s-" Kurt turned his head to try to explain himself but Blaine silenced him with his lips.

"It's fine. Call me whatever you like."

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"You realise you'll probably regret saying that. I'll give you embarrassing pet names in front of all the Warblers if you ever annoy me."

"Well I'll try not to, just know that to counteract I'll name you Bob."

"I do not suit the name Bob Hummel."

"I know, I suppose you don't, unless…" Blaine ruffled Kurt's hair before he could even protest. "You're getting there, maybe…" Blaine went to repeat his earlier action but Kurt's hand shot up and caught his boyfriend's wrist before he could.

"Don't you dare, Anderson. I'm warning you." Blaine smirked and wriggled his fingers a little bit.

"There are other things I could do with my hand."

"Did you just-?" Kurt stammered. Blaine froze and flushed bright red.

"Oh God, I didn't mean to say it like that! I meant tickling I swear." Jeeze Blaine, think before you speak next time, yeah? It'll save everyone the embarrassment.

"Well it's good to know you're socially awkward at heart." Kurt eased the tension. "Although if you do try to tickle me, I'll probably have to bite you again."

"Is that supposed to be a punishment? 'Cause I enjoyed that last time." Blaine admitted with no shame.

"You were serious about that?"

"Why would I joke about a biting fetish?"

"Because you're weird?"

"I'm a good type of weird though, yeah?" Blaine checked.

"The best."

-The Chains That Keep Us Together-

Amazingly, Kurt and Blaine did manage to finish their work, even with each other as distractions. I mean, none of it was completed perfectly and there were stages where they rushed so much that their handwriting was difficult to decipher, but they finished it.

In fact, they worked so quickly that they even had leftover time to do other things, but I can guarantee that those things are not where your mind probably just went. When it came to Monday, it felt good to be going back to normal, even if it did mean the boys were stuck sat in lessons again.

The Warblers had cheered when they actually noticed Klaine had returned from Lima without their handcuffs, it was hard to tell that they weren't attached because they spent so much time at each other's sides. Wes had felt a massive weight of relief when he realised that he hadn't messed up as badly as he thought and Cameron had congratulated Blaine for being able to put his blazer on again.

Everything was great, and it only got better.

"What?" Jeff asked, confused, as Blaine looked at him blankly.It was Monday night, so everyone was watching a movie again, back to the place where this story began.

"You just offered me a drink. Think about it."

"Oh, because of the whole sleeping tablet thing. Sorry, but we promise we won't do that again anytime soon. Scout's honor." Nick promised.

"You were never a scout…" Blaine said suspiciously.

"But I'm serious; I just asked if you wanted a drink, I didn't mean anything by it."

"Mmhmm, sure, I believe you, but no thanks."

"Kurt, will you tell your boyfriend that he's being ridiculous?"

"Huh?" Kurt looked up from his phone. "Oh right, yeah, ridiculous."

"You have no idea what I was just saying, do you?"

"Not really."

Nick and Jeff just rolled their eyes and turned back towards the front of the room with a shrug.

"Are you texting who I think you're texting?" Blaine asked quietly, with a mischievous glint in his eye. Kurt nodded.

"I thought we should probably thank Puck for his help. Looks like tomorrow morning should be fun."

It certainly would be.

-The Chains That Keep Us Together-

"This time last week you'd only just found out that you were handcuffed together." Thad pointed out as the majority of the Warblers sat for breakfast.

"And it's been an interesting week to say the least." Blaine agreed.

"Well you can't accuse us of being boring." Trent joked.

Trent was resting his head on the palm of his hand and by speaking it had caused everyone to notice this. More specifically, it had alerted everyone to notice a certain glint of metal reflecting from his wrist.

"Have you been wearing that watch all week?" Kurt asked hesitantly, his mind still not quite believing what he was seeing.

"I always wear it; I basically never take it off because it's waterproof and everything. I love it. Why?"

"Have you looked at it recently? Like, really looked at it?" Blaine wondered, in much the same tone as Kurt had used.

"What are you talking abo- oh." The glint of metal wasn't just from his watch.

"You had the keys attached to your watch the whole time? Are you kidding me right now?" Thad tried to stay as calm as he could.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't realise-"

"Honestly it doesn't matter." Klaine reassured him.

"…I'm such an idiot." Trent sighed dejectedly, putting the keys down on the table.

"You're not an idiot; you just did an idiotic thing. Anyway, I'm pretty sure you'll be cheered up in about thirty seconds." Blaine reasoned.

"How so?"

Blaine just smiled.

"You'll see."


"Wes? Hey Wes! Look, isn't this great?"

"Cameron?" Wes asked drowsily, his voice still thick from sleep. His eyes were still tightly shut as he began to wonder why the hell Cameron was in his room. "What are you doing?"


Hesitantly, Wes opened his eyes, and as they begun to adjust to the light, the first thing he saw was Cameron, right up in his face.

"What am I supposed to be looking at?"

Cameron held up his arm. Wes looked at him strangely, as though the boy was asking for a high five, when sudden realisation dawned on him.

"No. No, no, no, no, you have got to be kidding me. No way."

"You better believe it buddy." Cameron grinned excitedly. He looked down at the cuff around his wrist with a wide smile and then continued rambling as Wes looked on in horror.

"Being handcuffed together is going to be amazing! We can have such an epic bromance. We could go baking, and shower together, and share a bed, and it'll be just like a sleepover! I know, we could do everything Kurt and Blaine did! Well, except the kissing part, unless you want to…

"Oh wait; I had the best idea ever! You can help me learn some new card tricks. Or maybe some other type of magic, I always wanted to be a magician. I had the rabbit and everything, you remember Alice, right? You sent her away. But that's okay, I'm over that. You and I could be the best of friends. Just imagine it; spending every second together all week. Doesn't that sound fun?"

Needless to say, Wes was traumatised and screamed very loudly. The Warblers heard it from where they were sat eating, everyone heard it. As some younger pupils asked around in confusion, Kurt and Blaine just leant back in their chairs with a smirk.

"What? You didn't think we were serious about revenge?"

Eventually I'm going to have a sequel to this, which will be a Warbler prank war, because Wes will get revenge for the revenge and so on, but that'll be good natured too. I really hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I loved writing it, and more than ever now I'd love to hear feedback from you all. Adiós!