Thoughts of doubt should be flashing through his mind, but they aren’t. How dangerous, life-threatening, and most of all stupid, this plan might be, this isn’t for him. It’s for Blaine. Kurt can’t go back to his family, and rewrite his life would be impossible. Knowing the things he knows would keep him awake and unable to live his life. Blaine has a chance. How small it might be, Kurt is now giving all his chances over. 

He walks faster, trying to imagine the map Blaine showed him. He was so close. Guards weren’t to be found. Probably they were set off somewhere differently to find Blaine. His mind was clear. And that was a sign for him that this was the best thing to do.

“This game is over, Rivali. And you have lost.” Rivali turns and looks surprised at the sight of Kurt. It is quick, the surprise disappears and a smile comes in its place.

This is when fate takes over. There was nothing in Kurt’s power that could stop him from shooting him. He dropped his own gun, just before he went out of the power supply room. However, he knows Rivali won’t shoot him, not yet. He needs him to lure Blaine.

“Nice move, I must say. But it is not over “ Rivali says as he nods to his men to leave, and they obey.

Two men, one room and one gun. Unarmed, Kurt isn’t scared. All he needs to do is buy time and keep distracting him. He won’t be shot. He knows Blaine will only come if he is alive. Rivali needs him. The only question remaining in Kurt’s mind is how long he will be needed.

“I suppose you figured it out.” Rivali says, not removing his eyes from Kurt.

Kurt only stares back. He doesn’t deserve an answer.

“Rich city boy, no clue of anything, a perfect catch you were. Easy to find. Very easy to capture. Sad thing about the girl, though. I heard she was pretty.”

Anger rushed through his entire body. It ignited, like throwing a match on gasoline. He wants to control it, this is not the time to be mad. He clenches his fists, tightening every muscle in his arms.

“Did I get you a little mad by talking about your little friend?” Rivali asked, probably seeing the anger in his eyes.

Kurt didn’t move, he just stayed there, staring at Rivali.

“Well, if it doesn’t hurt you, might I say that I’ve read some things about her. Read that it was her dream to sing on Broadway. Guess she’ll be singing by the gates of hell by now.”

A flow of pain, rushing through his cheek, burning in his bones, came fast. Kurt touches the place where Rivali punched him, spitting some blood from his mouth.

Rivali just looks at him and laughs.

He couldn’t control himself anymore. In a reflex, he tried to stop him, punish Rivali for what he did to her. Rivali was just faster.

“Really? That’s all I need to do to break you? My dear, dear, boy. I thought you were made of more.” His tone was very simple, almost as if he was joking around with some friends.

“Too bad I can’t use only words for you. Words won’t bring your lover here. You see, he is unbreakable, that man. That’s what I initially thought.” Every end he stopped at looked at Kurt, waiting for an answer, waiting for him to say something. But he didn’t. He stayed, just where he was, staring at Rivali.

“That entire force of him was a joke. Nothing hard about it. Not even close to a challenge. Except that spy. The Unbreakable, some guys called him. Always concentration to 150 percent and always the will to succeed. A hard one to get rid of. Until I found out what a sucker that man was for emotions. For love. And then it was just an easy task to frame him. Money can do a lot for someone who lost so much.

The plan went perfectly, until he didn’t die. Bit of a down shot, but we only had to take the same plan and do it again. And it’s working.”

“No.” Kurt finally says, relieved he did so. “This is not his plan, nor yours. It’s mine. This is my move. He isn’t coming. I won’t let him.”

“He’ll come, if you like it or not. You might not be breakable, but he is. As soon as he sees you bleeding on the floor, he’ll come running.”

“That might be harder than you think, since he isn’t here.” The smile on Rivali’s face fainted, and an angry mask replaced it.

“Where is he?” Rivali asked, clearly trying to hide his upcoming anger, clenching his teeth as he talks.

Kurt smiled, but didn’t answer. Wherever Blaine was, everything was better than in the hands of the man in front of him. He was safer, and Rivali wasn’t hurting him. Blaine wouldn’t be lured straight in his deathly grip.

Again, a pain rushes through his cheek. Instead of burning after, pain appears from all over his torso. His stomach, chin, head, punches find their way to Kurt’s body.

“Where is he?!” Rivali screams, his voice rising and breathing quickening, as he punches Kurt in his stomach again.

“Tell me!” He screams again, his voice rising even more, yelling the words at his full capacity, still throwing punches at Kurt. 

Kurt gets hit to the ground hard, banging his head so hard it makes him dizzy. The pain in his abdomen is stinging, and making him unable to move a lot. Rivali raises his gun and aims at Kurt’s head. Enraged with anger, he smiled the most evil smile. A smile that would make everyone shake to their core.

“It’s over, my boy. Hopefully death will be merciful on your soul, as well as the one of your sweetheart.” 

In a flash it happens. Two loud bangs. From a corner of the room, Blaine shoots. Rivali’s body falls to the ground, blood streaming from the wound the bullet created. His head is soon covered in blood and bits of brain, blasted off. After a loud thump, his body lies lifeless on the floor. The only thing moving being the red stain on the floor, growing and spreading all over the floor in a round, red, spot around his head.

“It’s done, it’s over.” Blaine whispers in himself.

Happiness falls over him, he is finally free. His mouth turns into a smile, just as he realizes there is something missing. Where is Kurt?

In a glimpse he sees him. A few feet away from Rivali’s dead body, Kurt lies on the ground, his hand on his stomach. Blaine looks closer and sees his hand covered in blood. All his happiness is quickly punched away by the sight of his motionless body, with only his chest lifting slowly.

Without thinking it over, he drops his gun and runs over to him. He sits down and takes him in his arms. At the sight of Blaine’s face, Kurt lets a small smile escape. Blaine tries to keep himself in control, but it is hopeless. Before he even realizes it, tears drops from his chin and onto Kurt.

“No, no, no, don’t give up on me.” Blaine whispered fast, panic sourcing through him.

“It’s over. For me and for you.” Kurt said with difficulty. Every sentence he pushes through, taking a breath at every end. His voice is harsh and cracks a lot.

His end is near. Blaine did stop Rivali from shooting Kurt in the head, but Blaine’s bullet didn’t stop his shot. Kurt’s lung are filling with blood, keeping him from breathing properly. Soon, he’ll not be able to breath anymore or the loss of blood will be too large. It’s just a matter of time to see with one will take him first. Either way, there is no way of saving him. And both of them know this.

“I’m so happy for you.” Kurt raised his bloody hand and laid in on Blaine’s cheek. Even though half of Blaine’s face is now covered in blood, he doesn’t mind. “You can have everything you’ve ever wanted.” Kurt continued, now wiping away Blaine’s tears that are streaming down his cheek as a faster speed.

“I want you.” Blaine said, holding Kurt and caressing him in his arms.

“No, everything I gave to you, you can give yourself; joy, love, happiness. Please, live again. Because this time, you’re going to live for me too.” Kurt said as he smiled softly and wiped away Blaine’s tears.

Blaine kept holding Kurt, bringing him closer and closer, not caring that he was getting covered in the other man’s blood. Tears remained falling down his face.

Gradually, Kurt’s pace of his breathing got slower and slower. His eyes were drifting away, and soon he would be gone forever.

All this time, Blaine was looking in his eyes. Bluer than the sky and deeper than the ocean. There was no desperation, as he had seen before. No shock, no pain. All there was, looked like acceptance. Acceptance with a sprinkle of happiness.

As he saw Kurt’s life getting shorter and shorter, Blaine knew it was his only chance to say.

“I love you.” Blaine says through his tears.

A smile appeared on Kurt’s face. He took the last breath he would ever take, and whispered, only understandable to Blaine:

“I love you too.”