Chapter 1: Chloroform

Slowly, Kurt walked into the commons room, his bag slung across his shoulder and collapsed onto the couch out of exhaustion. He sighed a breath of relief as the exams were now over for this half term and he now had two weeks off school before they'd be back at it again. He thought of what he could do over the next two weeks but decided he didn't want to do too much because he wanted his body to rest a bit… maybe he could organise a spa day with Mercedes, or chill out at the park for a picnic with the glee club, or go to the beach to relax or go to the river for a casual stroll. He had plenty of ideas for things to do but felt like something - or someone - was missing. However, he couldn't work it out… until he strolled into the room. He'd already changed out of his usual, dapper school uniform and was wearing a black tee with a neat bow tie, his trousers were of navy blue jeans, which Kurt has never seen him wear before, and a brown belt with a silver buckle at the front. His shoes were tied neatly and Kurt had to admit: this man was beautiful.

"Hey, Kurt." He said strolling into the room and sitting on the sofa, a little way across from Kurt, swinging his right leg over the top of his left. Kurt smiled at him in greeting then shut his eyes, feeling like he could fall asleep any second. Blaine chuckled.

"Tired? Exams are over. Then school will start again in two weeks." Blaine smiled, not directing his eyes away from Kurt's gorgeous complexion.

"Thanks for the reminder," Kurt said sarcastically and Blaine laughed again while Kurt shut his eyes once more.

"Got any plans for the holidays?" Blaine asked softly.

"Nothing official but I have ideas of what to do. You?" Kurt replied, slightly lazily.

"No, just planning on chilling as much as possible really," Blaine spoke.

"Mm. Sounds nice." Kurt hummed.

"Why don't you go to bed? You sound like you're about to fall asleep." Blaine laughed and Kurt smiled.

"Too much effort. Sleeping in the day is too hard anyway."

"Such a poet." Blaine teased and Kurt waggled his eyebrows making Blaine laugh again.

"Oh screw it. I'm going to bed. See you - around." Kurt said through a yawn and stood up, starting to walk off. Blaine waved goodbye even though Kurt couldn't see through his closed eyes, which he still hadn't opened despite already walking off… and hitting furniture on the way…

Once Kurt had made it to his room, he went straight into his bathroom to perform his skincare ritual on his face, brushed his teeth, got into pj's, shut the curtains, turned off the lights and got into bed. He'd missed the feel of the cool duvet surrounding him and the feather pillows supporting his neck with the comfortable mattress beneath his body as he fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Blaine was in his room chilling out on his phone, playing Candy Crush. Wes barged into the room with David, holding multiple pieces of fabric, startling Blaine.

"Whoa. What's happening?" Blaine asked confused. Wes shook his head as if to not ask questions.

"Shh. From now on, you'll do everything I say. If not, I know some people. So, shut your mouth, you're coming with me." Wes said, his hip jutted out to the side with his hand placed on it. Blaine couldn't help but laugh at the sight before him and the words Wes was strangely using.

"Oh my god, this is rather entertaining. We should make a movie about it. I can just imagine it: Wes and the-"

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH. PRISONERS DON'T TALK." Shouted Wes, seriousness illustrated across his features as he raised his voice.

"Prisoner?-" Blaine said but was interrupted as Wes shoved a piece of fabric into his mouth, effectively silencing him from audible words. Blaine was shouting but Wes didn't give in to his plan. Blaine's screams were muffled and Wes threw another piece of fabric over the top of his head, with David's help. Blaine couldn't see or speak. He was helpless.

"We need to bring him to the dungeon. We have some business down there." Wes said and started to walk out of the room, dragging Blaine with him. Blaine struggled so Wes and David were stuck trying to get Blaine out the door as he placed his arms on either side of the frame, stopping him from getting out.

"I told you we should have sedated him!" David said over Blaine's shoulder.

"Would you rather have carried him?" Wes asked sarcastically.

Finally, they managed to pull Blaine out the door, tying Blaine's hands together behind his back with another piece of fabric. They eventually dragged him down to the teacher's room (aka the dungeon), a place that wouldn't be occupied for the next two weeks, and tied him to the teacher's chair.

"Okay, now calm down Blaine. You'll only sleep for a little while. Just while we scheme of how to get you and Kurt together." Wes said as he held a rag filled with chloroform next to Blaine and uncovering his face mask. Blaine managed to open his eyes to see Wes and David with him in the teacher's room. The first thing he saw, however, was Wes holding the rag to his face. Blaine tried to scream for help as the rag in his mouth was taken out. Unfortunately, though, it was immediately replaced with another one. He tried to keep his eyes open but couldn't as the chemicals induced his body into a deep sleep to which he wouldn't wake up for a while.

"Goodnight Blaine," Wes said quietly and Blaine fell unconscious. "We're not going to hurt you. We just want you to get it on with Kurt."

"We need to plan how this will work," Said David.

"Not yet. I'd like to have some fun first. Maybe with a certain someone." Wes said eying up David.

"I like where your heads at." Replied David.

A/N:

Hi guys, sorry I haven't uploaded in a while. I've been busy revising for upcoming exams (Which gave me slight inspiration for this story) so I hope this is okay. I will post the next chapter as soon as possible. For now, thanks for reading :) Feedback and constructive criticism is very much welcome :) xxx