A/N: We're finally here at the end and even Blaine himself can't save us from it. NO! Note that the title for this one alludes to the very first chapter ;)

This story means a lot to me and your constant support (there was not one single negative review?!) really lifted my heart and helped me get through the rough times in life these past 3 months. I've thrown suspense, action, a passionate romance and a LOT of cliffhangers at you and I'm forever humbled to have entertained y'all with this story. Btw, it's been 2 years since Klaine shared their 1st kiss on Glee on March 15, 2011 so I thought it was nice to end this story on March 17, 2013 as a nod to that.

Thank you MrsDarrenCriss3, JGgirl, angelalexandra, cmwebb67, Rori Potter, ZaZaIsObsessed, Klaine forever and ever 3, KlaineLover79, CooperboomLulu, GONEGleek10 and Bia for your reviews! So here it is, the long-awaited epilogue of The Bodyguard...

Chapter 29 (Epilogue):: A Newer Assignment

Bedroom, Fairmont Orchid Resort. Hawaii. 8:45am.

Spellbound by last night's passionate and intoxicating round of hot, hardcore and full-blown (no pun intended) sex, Kurt was eager to wake up into the new day as their honeymoon had just begun. The bright sunshine rays had managed to seep through the silk curtains into their humid bedroom and the singer sat up in bed to look out the window to see the crashing waves colliding against the sandy beach amidst playful laughter and cries of little children and other adult couples who were vacationing in one of Hawaii's most prominent resorts.

Wide awake with the former bodyguard still sound asleep beside him, Kurt allowed himself to replay everything that had happened ever since Blaine first came into his life. Everything inside Kurt was completely genuine and he was astonished at how lucky he was to fall for a man who loves him unconditionally. On the outside, it may look that he was falling for Blaine only for his incredibly sexy body—not to mention those rock-hard eight-pack abs—but what Kurt felt for Blaine was more than that. They'd been through so much together and Blaine was there to protect him from all his enemies during those dark times. It pained Kurt to know that Blaine wasn't there to save him when he was tormented back in high school but he did know that both their glee clubs competed against each other for the Nationals trophy.

The lovestruck man let out an exaggerated sigh as he looked down at his husband and he smiled.

Husband.God, he loved that word so much.

"Thank you for saving my life," he whispered tenderly as he reached down a hand to gently run his fingers across Blaine's chest hair. Before he met Blaine, chest hair and stubble was a huge turn-off for Kurt but now, it definitely managed to turn him into a horny, begging mess and he appreciated these kinds of moments where his lover looked so serene and peaceful in his slumber.

"Mmm, that feels good." Hazel eyes slowly surfaced and they looked up to admire their blue counterparts. "Morning, Angel."

"Morning, sweetie." Kurt smiled and he continued to caress the man's chest before leaning in to kiss the love of his life on the lips.

"How are you feeling?"

The lone question was enough to make Kurt lean back against his pillow with a sigh and he turned to his lover. "I'm just so happy now. No one can hurt us anymore and I just married the love of my life." A look down at their wedding rings made Kurt's heart flutter. "Not to mention, the sex we've been having so far... ugh, so hot."

"Mmm, remember when I said that I'm going to fuck you in each and every room?"

The evil smirk on Blaine's face made Kurt bite his lip. Crap, I need to use a wheelchair by the time we get back from our honeymoon.

"Well, I'm a man of my word." He punctuated with a strong hand around Kurt's soft length and the singer whimpered when Blaine began to stroke him gently.

"F-faster... Blaine! More... I need you." Kurt sighed blissfully as Blaine rolled over to top, both men taking deep breaths as both their lengths were hardening by the second. Thank God we slept in the nude all night, Blaine chuckled inwardly.

The masculine fingers around his length worked their magic and soon, Blaine reached up to crash his fervent lips against his lover's, his stroking getting more rapid and harsher than ever. Kurt hissed as the soft sheets below began to tremble under the sinful friction between them and he ran his right arm down Blaine's free muscled arm, feelings sparks ignite inside him as his fingers worshipped every single inch of the man's defined biceps.

"Shit, so close—" Kurt moaned as Blaine still held his cock as his hostage. "Gonna come soon... Blaine—"

Not wanting to let this lovemaking end anytime soon, Blaine let go and he defiantly grabbed the blanket beside them and he hurled it off to the floor, growling with impatience as he didn't want anything between him and his Kurt.

"You're mine," he roared before peering down to stare at the precome that was leaking out of Kurt's and he immediately sunk down to kiss the tip of his lover's manlove. Kurt shivered as the man's soft lips gently pressed against his cock and he whimpered when Blaine kissed again.

"Ahhh... yes... Blaine, stop teasing me!"

Kurt's plea only made Blaine harden ever more and he closed his eyes to obey his order, his desire to ravish Kurt was too much to resist and he sat up straighter to crack his own neck, something that turned Kurt on more than ever and Blaine finally dove in to take Kurt into his mouth.

"Blaine..." Kurt groaned, entangling his fingers into Blaine's messy bed hair. "Blaine..." he whimpered again, his ability to speak now long forgotten.

The streaks of pleasure that both men were experiencing left them begging for more and Blaine lightly bit on Kurt's swollen cock, smirking when the singer spasmed and the bodyguard's tongue playfully licked the underside, leaving Kurt as a sweaty, moaning mess.

"I'm not done with you, baby." Blaine pulled back with swollen lips and curls around his sweaty forehead and the singer managed an excited smile.

Gliding his fingers into the opening, Blaine breached his lover, allowing himself entrance into Kurt's body. Kurt had to control himself as his hunger for Blaine's thick, flushed cock inside him grew exponentially. Taking both of Kurt's hands, Blaine interlocked their fingers to offer a sense of protection and he looked up to meet Kurt's loving gaze.

Without warning, he penetrated him, sending the singer into an intoxicating combination of alarm and pleasure.

"Blaine!"

With nothing to tame his inner beast, Blaine growled as Kurt begged for more and he eagerly pushed in. He decided to change his angle by twisting his hips and then—

"NNNNNGH!" Kurt cried out, Blaine feeling impossibly larger inside him. "SHIT! Right there, Blaine. Right there!"

Blaine's thick, swollen cock continued to punch Kurt's prostate like a professional heavyweight boxer in a heated bout and under the sunlight, both men gave themselves to each other, their hands never letting go as they made love.

"I'll...always...pr-protect...you." Blaine stuttered, tightening his grip on Kurt's hand with a grateful smile.

For a second, Kurt ignored the streaks of pleasure that were engulfing his body as he felt his heart melt at those words. In fact, it was the way Blaine was staring at him with sweat all over his face, how he tightly held his hands and how he slowed his rapid pace so that his thrusts were now slow and passionate.

Kurt was the first to let go, his hot seed spraying onto his and Blaine's stomachs as the fire of his orgasm consumed him and Blaine followed, emptying himself inside of Kurt while collapsing onto him.

They lay together in bed, panting heavily as they ignored the sweaty-come mess on their naked bodies and Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's shoulder to pull him closer, purring like a little kitten as he nestled his stubbled face against Kurt's pure, clear chest. With the bodyguard's rapid breathing, his heartbeat pounding and his thick sheet of sweat on his face, Kurt could really feel all the passion Blaine had for their marriage on his exposed chest and Kurt lightly cupped Blaine's jaw to kiss him in gratitude.

"I know," he whispered.

Without a verbal response, Blaine took Kurt's hand and he guided the man's fingers down to rest against his own hairy chest, Kurt watching on with wide eyes as Blaine halted the movement and he saw what Blaine wanted him to see.

The scars on the man's Sebastian had shot him twice. As a sacrifice to save his life.

Kurt felt tears well up in his eyes.

"Let's shower together," he sniffed. "I want to make love to you again."

Blaine's eyes rolled backward, his voice wrecked. "Fuck, you're so hot."

Kurt chuckled. "Then let's go."

Restaurant, Fairmont Orchid Resort. Hawaii. 7:10pm.

It was already dusk as the tired sun began its descent over the ocean for the day. It had been a whole day of cuddles, makeout sessions and sex. Lots and lots of 's something about the fact that no one's there to stop them made them want to fuck each other senselessly all day but in the end, their stomachs were growling and they were in dire need for food in them.

"The sunset's so beautiful," Blaine smiled as he looked out to the ocean from his seat in the balcony-side of the restaurant, offering them a sense of peace and tranquillity as the gentle wind blew past their heads and Kurt grinned that he purposely left Blaine's hair gel products back at home. It was only when they were unpacking here yesterday that Blaine realized that they were missing and he ended up fucking Kurt up against the wall as punishment.

"I'm glad that not many people recognize me here," Kurt sighed. "It wouldn't be a honeymoon if everyone around here keeps on running up to me for my autograph."

Blaine chuckled, both men waiting for their meals to arrive. "Wow, I never realized just how hungry I really am."

"I don't blame you. After such a long flight and three orgasms, we're bound to get hungry by now."

Blaine ducked with a blush before holding out a hand for Kurt to take. "I'm glad we visited Chandler in jail actually, as weird as that sounds. It gave us a sense of closure."

Kurt looked down at their clasped hands. "Me too. I just needed to move on from him so that I can finally focus on being with you."

"I could still see it in your eyes back then, Kurt." Blaine leaned forward against their table. "You were so troubled and lost and that's why I'm glad that I was there when we visited him."

"You held onto me and always said that everything's going to be fine," Kurt mused as memories of their visit to his ex-boyfriend resurfaced. It was right before they embarked on their honeymoon and Kurt knew that he needed to have a last word with Chandler right before he could start his new life. With Blaine.

A few days ago...

Chandler was sick to the stomach. Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel were paying him a visit. Blaine, the man who made sure that he would never get near to Kurt and that he was behind bars for all the evil deeds he'd committed. He was shocked that Kurt was also coming down as it would've been too much to handle for both men. The memories of their once-healthy relationship were now distant.

Chandler had been reading The New York Times after a guard gave a copy to him with the front page displaying a picture of a sobbing Kurt and a bleeding Blaine in his arms onstage during the Grammys. The sheer look of pain and horror on Kurt's face was enough to make Chandler know that Kurt had suffered more than he needed to.

And his heart sank, knowing that he, Chandler Kiehl, contributed to Kurt's suffering as well.

He needed to tie up loose ends and move on. Kurt was never in a million years ever going to come back to him. When David revealed to him that Kurt fell in love with Blaine because of his stalking, Chandler scoffed at that. He was a matchmaker now?

Chandler was nervous as he was led to a stool at the end of the row, every single fiber in his body now numb to the touch. Once seated, he found himself facing the man whom he'd hurt so much.

Kurt wasn't even looking at him, his tired eyes refusing to acknowledge his presence. There was a time when Kurt really thought that Chandler was the one but when the man became abusive, Kurt was intent on leaving him.

"Kurt..." Chandler began but he felt his throat shut, the telephone receiver still in his hand. This was the first time he was having a conversation with him in months now. "I... I—"

"How are you, Chandler?" Blaine had handed the telephone to his husband and Kurt took a deep breath.

The question made Chandler's eyebrows shoot up to the stratosphere. Of course, Kurt was always the compassionate, forgiving and kind one. But now, Chandler feared that what he had done was beyond unforgivable.

"I'm fine. Sharing a cell with a serial killer really keeps you alert all day."

Kurt bit his lip, the little hopeful tone in Chandler's voice almost made him smile. But he didn't.

"I'm glad you're here because there's something I need to tell yo—"

"What? That you're sorry?" Kurt's trembling voice made him shiver. "Sorry for stalking me? Sorry for sending those disturbing letters? Sorry for abusing me when I didn't do anything wrong?!"

"Shhh, baby." Blaine placed a supportive hand behind Kurt's back to rub soothingly and the foreign voice made Chandler look to the side to see the man.

"I had nightmares for months because of you." Kurt's tired voice deeply contrasted from his angry tone just now, thanks to Blaine's comfort.

Chandler's mind was a blank, his heart now only filled with regrets and sorrow.

"Kurt," he tried and he felt his heart sink when Kurt nudged closer to Blaine. The former bodyguard turned to whisper to Kurt's ear something that chandler couldn't understand through the glass partition. But he knew from Blaine's lips that he said: I'll protect you no matter what.

"I know that..." he gulped. "You're angry at me, Kurt. I know and I'm sorry. For all those horrible things I did to you. I just... I just wanted you so badly that I got out of control and I began to abuse you whenever you'd leave our—my apartment."

He quickly changed the wording as he knew that their apartment last year was the place where Kurt was abused so many times before it came to a burning point. Chandler was glad that he no longer could see bruises or scars on Kurt's face and hands and for once, he was happy for him. He had a man who will love him and respect him and protect him no matter what.

"Sorry obviously won't fix things but you need to know that I really am. You deserve to have someone who loves you and holds you in your arms and I know that it's obviously not me."

"Take my hand, honey." Blaine purred as he felt his husband tense beside him and Kurt looked at him. "I'm right here and I know this is hard for you. This is hard for me too, okay? Just know that I'm right here."

"I love you," Kurt whispered and he squeezed Blaine's hand before returning his attention to Chandler.

The jailed man had been watching that little romantic scene the entire time and he knew that this was it. He and Kurt were done and there's no going back now. The most he could do now is apologize. That's it.

"You will always have a special place in my heart, K." Chandler smiled as he felt his vision go blurry. Damn those tears. "But I have to let you go now. We need to move on from this... poisonous relationship we once had."

Kurt and Blaine stared at Chandler. And Chandler stared back.

"You once told me that you loved me," Kurt began, sighing as Blaine calmly rubbed his thumb over his hand. "And I thought that no one could ever love me for who I am." He turned to look at his husband. "That was until I met Blaine. And because of you, Chandler, I met the love of my life. And now we're about to go off for our honeymoon and I just wanted to visit you so that I don't have to keep holding back onto those memories we once shared."

Chandler gulped. "So you guys are married?"

Both men held up their wedding rings in proud display and Chandler smiled. "Well, I'm happy that you found Blaine, Kurt. I truly am. Even after everything we've been through, the one thing I want is for you to be happy."

Kurt leaned to the side to rest his head against Blaine's and he marvelled at how warm Blaine's touch was against his skin. "I'm happy now. I found love again and I intend to be with this man right here for the rest of my life."

Blaine couldn't help but blush when Kurt kissed him on the cheek.

Chandler paused. "May I... speak with Blaine for a moment?"

Kurt frowned before nodding and handing the telephone receiver to his husband.

"Hello, Chandler." At least Blaine was being polite, Chandler knew that talking and sitting face-to-face to the monster who'd hurt his beloved Kurt so much was hard for him.

"Blaine, I want to apologize to you too." He began. "I put you two through so much stress and pain because of my letters and I know now how much you really love Kurt."

"With all my heart," Blaine looked at his husband and Kurt blushed.

"Promise me," Chandler continued. "That you'll always be there for him. To always comfort him, support him, make him feel loved, make him feel special and unique and to always never give up on him. Kurt's been through so much and the one man he needs in his life is someone who can do all those things."

"I promise," Blaine swore, squeezing Kurt's hand to further his point. He eyed his husband despite talking to Chandler the entire time and he rested his forehead against his. "For as long as I live."

"Good," Chandler nodded and he watched as Kurt and Blaine shared a sweet, gentle kiss on the lips before him. "You two really make a cute couple."

Kurt and Blaine blushed. "Thanks, Chandler." Kurt bit his lip. "How long do you have to stay here anyway?"

"Three years," Chandler sighed. "But I deserve it. After everything I've done."

Kurt solemnly nodded.

"So for the last time, I'm deeply sorry." Chandler reiterated his apology. "Just know I really am. And Kurt, one last thing..."

"What?" he asked.

"Congrats on the Grammy Award, you really deserved it."

Kurt smiled, "Thanks."

A welcoming silence followed.

"We need to go now, Chandler." Kurt sighed.

The prisoner nodded in understanding. He was proud of Kurt for doing this. For visiting him because it was absolutely one of the hardest things Kurt had to and he knew that if there was one thing that could describe Kurt, he was courageous. "Okay," he muttered. "Thanks for coming."

Kurt handed the phone to Blaine who finally hung up. It's time. As Blaine stood up to start making his way for the exit, Kurt lingered for a moment and he stared at his ex-lover.

"Goodbye, Chandler." He mouthed through the glass and Chandler tried a smile.

"Goodbye, Kurt."

Restaurant, Fairmont Orchid Resort. Hawaii. 7:15pm.

"I know it was very hard for you, Kurt." Blaine's voice shook Kurt out of Memory Lane. "You really are so brave and courageous for doing that."

"Thanks," Kurt shakily replied, looking out as he heard the loud waves crashed against the beach. "You really are a man of your word, huh? You really will take care of me as long as you live?"

Blaine smiled, "Forever."

"Blaine, I honestly don't know how else to thank you. For saving my life. If you hadn't come to my life, I'd still be afraid and scared because Chandler and Sebastian still would've been stalking and hurting me. Not only did you keep me safe, but you love me for I am. I also fell for you when you swore you'd never let anyone hurt me and as I started to heal, you were always there to support me and make me feel loved." He paused. "You're my hero."

Hearing those genuinely heartfelt words made Blaine tear up as he blissfully squeezed Kurt's hand over the table, refusing to let go and god, he really does love this man so much.

He had always wanted to do something for the people around him. He'd witnessed and experienced so much hate in his life and as he grew up, the one thing he'd ever wanted to do was make sure that the people around him were okay. That's why he joined the Warblers; he wanted to entertain and at least allow the audience to forget the stress and pain they're going through just to watch and be entertained by music and that's why he became a bodyguard; he wanted to keep people safe, protect them from hate and evil and to make sure they're okay at the end of the day. Not to mention, he really loved his new job as a music teacher at the local elementary school as he wanted to pass on his desire to entertain to the future generations.

"I'm so happy that I ran after you on that one rainy day even though you knew it was too risky for us to be together." Kurt continued. "We overcame all those obstacles and yet, here we are. I wouldn't be here making love and enjoying my time in Hawaii with the love of my life if I never took that risk to not give up on us."

"It really killed me when I had to leave you," Blaine blinked away his tears. "But it really made me so happy when you never gave up on us."

"I love you, Blaine Hummel-Anderson."

"I love you too, Kurt Hummel-Anderson."

Lips instantly met.

5 Years Later...

Blaine threw a devastating jab at the punching bag before him and with his other gloved fist, he added two crosses and an uppercut just for the heck of it. He panted heavily as he was perfectly aware of the fact that his body was under a thick blanket of sweat but he didn't care.

This had become a weekly routine for Blaine as when he was a teenager, when bullies tormented him, he would just run back home and start expressing his anger and rage by mercilessly attacking the old punching bag down in his family's basement. It was his way of dealing with stress and the unfairness of life and with a brief break from punching, he was back to hurling his gloved fists at that thick leather body in front of him.

For some reason, as he was busy lashing out all combinations like the boxer he always was, Blaine let his mind wander back to the very day he first met Kurt. And after 5 whole years, he suddenly remembered that he was at this very same situation right before agreeing with Finn to work for Kurt as his personal bodyguard. He was also busy honing his boxing skills on the punching bag back at his old house right before Finn rang the doorbell to ask him about a job offer.

A job that would affect the rest of his life…

Before his career once again sent him into a world of stalkers, life-threatening letters, witnessing his friends being attacked by an unknown assailant—that pathetic asshole, Sebastian deserved it—nights of uncertainty and suspense but most of all, love.

After everything they've been through, he and Kurt fell madly in love even though both knew that it was extremely risky to do so and he finally gained the courage to marry him.

Suddenly, all the boiling rage that had been exploding within him vanished.

What am I doing? I should be out there, comforting Kurt! Not stuck here in our gym, lashing out on an innocent punching bag.

"Blaine."

The hushed whisper was more than enough to make the sweaty boxer turn around and his heart melted at the signs of concern and anxiety that crossed his husband's visage.

"Honey, wh-what is it? What's wrong? Is everything okay?" Blaine knew that he was acting like babbling penguin but he felt even more stupid to even ask these questions in the first place. It's obvious that his husband was having trouble with something and as his protector, Blaine knew that it was his job to help and comfort him in any way he could.

For the first time since his introduction, Kurt managed a little smile, his eyes always welcoming the sight of the adorable babbling mess that was Blaine. "Hey, I'm fine. Everything's fine. You don't have to worry—"

But Blaine wasn't convinced. "Kurt, don't lie to me."

The blue-eyed man sighed, "I just…" He crossed his arms. "I still feel scared sometimes. I sometimes have nightmares of what happened or rather, what could have happened if you hadn't saved me—"

"Don't think about that. I'm here now and you're safe with me," Blaine stepped forward while removing his gloves. "And I know that you still have nightmares."

Kurt's puzzled expression was enough for Blaine to continue. It was true: ever since Rachel, Finn, Santana and Brittany moved out to leave them the house to themselves, Blaine had been the only one aware of this.

"You've been waking up in the middle of the night, panting and always breathing heavily. It's been happening more often in the past few weeks."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" Kurt apologized sheepishly.

"Don't apologize, I just want you to be honest with me, Kurt." Blaine ran his hand across Kurt's arm to soothe him. "I'm your husband and if I haven't been comforting you all this time then it's my fault for not being there for you."

"It's okay," Kurt bit his lip. "But can you hold me when we're in bed tonight? I feel safe in your arms."

"Absolutely," Blaine beamed. "Now, why don't you run along and get Coop and the kids down for dinner. I need to take a shower to get rid of all this mess," he self-consciously peered down at his sweat-soaked shirt and when he tried to reach out for his towel to prepare for it, Kurt ripped it away from his hands and Blaine gasped.

"Kurt, what the—"

"You actually think I'm gonna let you walk away from me when you look like that?" He hungrily eyed Blaine's sweaty form and felt his need to make love once more dominate his mind.

Blaine didn't waste any time in throwing his gloves to the ground and lunging at his husband for a deep, passionate kiss which could only result in lengthy moans and outcries of pleasure when they began to shed their clothes right there.

They rested for 30 minutes before trekking up to shower together, soaping each other up and once they're done, they threw on shirts and comfortable pyjamas to head down to the kitchen to make dinner.

"Daddy, must we watch Beauty and the Beast later? That movie's so old! It was made in like the 1980s, right?" A childish voice lured Kurt's attention from his half-eaten lasagne and he looked over his four-year old son, Andrew Hummel-Anderson with a gasp.

"Sweetie, it's a classic!" The man replied albeit frowned as his son began to munch messily on his food and he had to move to help clean him up when his son's face resembled much like a train wreck.

"Goodness, Andrew, who taught you to use your tongue as a windshield wiper?" Kurt sighed in resignation and Blaine laughed. Once he was done helping with Andrew, Kurt felt a hand on his and he peered down to realize that it was Blaine's.

"Honey, he's only four. Let him have it that way." Blaine's soothing voice was always the cure for Kurt's problems.

"Blaine, do you want our son to become an eating monster like Finn?" Kurt shot back and Blaine cocked his head to the side with a smirk, not afraid of Kurt's challenging attitude.

"Papa, you never actually told us how you two met?"

The voice of their daughter, Elizabeth, made the two husbands whip around to look at her and all of a sudden, memories of their suspenseful love story flashed in their minds. They were completely thrown off as this was the first time either of their children asked about it. Besides, telling your children that you fell in love with your to-be-husband during the scariest and darkest time of your life, not to mention—the stalkers, letters and gunshots—was truly a tough thing to do.

Cooper, who was visiting the family for the weekend from work, smirked at Kurt, knowing that this was gonna be good.

"Well..." Kurt struggled to come up with a PG-13 version of how he met Blaine and when his husband saw how troubled Kurt was, Blaine stepped in to save him.

"Your daddy and I met 5 years ago and we just fell in love," he told them and Kurt gave him a thank-you-for-saving-me look before shooting a death glare at Cooper.

The tender moment was broken when their daughter faked a yawn, "Boring! Tell us more!"

"Yeah, that's so lame!" Uncle Coop joined in childishly.

Both fathers' eyebrows shot up, "Well," Kurt continued, fighting his urge to lunge at Cooper. "There was a bad man who wanted to hurt me back then and it was a very dark time for me. Just when I was about to lose it all, this man right here—" he turned to take Blaine's hand with a proud smile. "...came into my life and saved me. And I have never stopped loving him ever since."

Although Kurt was looking at his daughter as he told the story, Blaine found himself staring back at his life partner. Sure, the story was only an edited version but it still managed to stir up memories and his absolute love for his husband.

Once they were done with dinner, Blaine and Cooper helped Kurt in the kitchen to clean up while their two children went to watch the movie, the distant voice of Belle just faint in the room.

"That's one of the main reasons why I love you," Blaine said out of nowhere, knowing that Kurt must have had some unpleasant memories when he told the story. "I know it still scares you but when you told them about our history, I could see how brave you still are after all these years."

Kurt looked up from the dishware with tears on his eyes, "Really? You think I'm brave?"

"I know you're brave. Now kiss me," he demanded innocently and Kurt chuckled as he heeded his order.

"Ewww, you guys..." Cooper deadpanned but gasped when the couple glared at him. "Fine, while you two go at it like rabbits, I'll just go and join my little nephew and niece."

The way the older man bolted out of the room made Kurt and Blaine laugh.

"Go ahead and watch TV with them, I got this." Blaine bit his lip.

"No, I want to help you—" Kurt protested.

"Kurt, for five years, I have always been there to protect you and make sure that you're safe. Let me do this for you," he pleaded and Kurt sighed when Blaine displayed his poor kicked puppy eyes.

"Ugh, fine." Kurt rolled his eyes fondly. "Thanks, baby."

"You're welcome, Angel." The nickname made Kurt blush and he leaned in for a last kiss before walking off to join his beloved children.

Blaine stood there alone, his heart truly warmed as he saw his family and brother huddled together on the couch. He had finally fulfilled his last wish: to become a father. But he couldn't help but let his mind wander back to the days when he and Kurt were running from Chandler and Sebastian. He could still remember the pained look on his lover's face and he was just glad that he lived to see that change into a happy, overjoyed one.

I made a promise to you, Kurt. Blaine recalled saying when Kurt held him in his arms that horrible night when he was shot. That I would never ever let anyone hurt you.

He felt tears well up in his eyes and he backed down to lean against the counter to sob, silently grateful that his family didn't see him there. He needed a moment alone and he just couldn't hold it in anymore.

He wasn't crying because of how far he and Kurt have gone through together these past five years and he wasn't crying because he was happy he finally had children of his own.

He was crying because he knew he had a newer assignment now. An assignment that will last until his dying day.

To protect not just Kurt, but his children as well.

And although he was no bodyguard anymore, he still would do anything to protect his loved ones and for that, he quickly finished the dishes and ran over to join his family.

"I love you," he mouthed towards Kurt's direction as the images of Gaston and Belle on the TVdistracted their children and brother's prying eyes.

Taken aback, Kurt turned and looked at Blaine's emotional expression, well aware that he had just been crying due to his slightly swollen eyes.

"I love you too," he silently mouthed before placing a gentle hand on his husband's cheek and pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Unbeknownst to them, Andrew, Elizabeth and Cooper were staring at them now and when Uncle Coop made a gagging sound in mock disgust, their children giggled.

"Why haven't you kissed a man, Uncle Coop?" The question Andrew asked made Cooper freeze.

All the while, Kurt and Blaine continued to stare at each other before diving in for another sweet kiss. And at that moment, Kurt was once again reminded of how just 5 years ago, he'd begun to have these deep, genuine feelings for his knight in shining armour and how he fell madly in love with none other than...

The Bodyguard.

A/N: That's it, you guys! THE END and thanks for sticking around! Also, a HUGE thank you to those have read, followed, favorited and reviewed this! I remember debating whether I should type up this story back in June 2012 because this idea had been burning in my head and I'm so grateful for the positive responses these past 9 months! I also have a nw story that's about to come out soon so keepan eye out for that and I hope I don't lose any of you guys as I move on to the next story!

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