Prompt from Tumblr: (1) You showed up at my place in the middle of the night with bruises and blood and you won't say what happened so I just lead you into the bathroom and clean you up. (2) I know you won't get into any fights when I'm with you mainly because you're scared that I'll get injured and because you know I'll whoop your ass even worse if you even attempt to. (3) Your hands ache and your knuckles are bleeding after getting into another dumb fist fight so I'm gonna bandage them and then hold your hand for the whole day.

I took three prompts and put them together into one. Hopefully you guys will like it.

Mitchsen AU.

You're My Trouble.

Beca Mitchell is just pure trouble. She's that typical girl that hangs out with a whole bunch of boys, near the bus stop or behind an alley, playing cards, smoking or drinking alcohol every day. Her parents left her at a young age, causing her reckless behavior since nobody can tutor her properly. Her whole life she's been hanging out with these people, causing a lot of trouble near the neighborhood.

But she changed.

She met the girl of her life for the first time when she was walking around the neighborhood, with a bruised knuckle. This girl saw her and she just came out from her house and offered help. Everybody knew that she is the Beca Mitchell that always causes problems, so it's impossible for this girl to not know about her, but she offered help anyway. Beca didn't want to at first, but the girl was insisting.

Beca wasn't talking the whole time, she just doesn't like to talk, but she didn't ask any questions, she just bring Beca into her house and clean up her bruise. After it, she mentioned that Beca can come to her for help anytime, because she believe that this is not the life Beca chose, since not everyone have a choice in life.

After that incident, Beca didn't see the girl, that she learn is named Aubrey Posen, for like two weeks. Beca became a little better, she quit smoking and drinking, doing illegal things, but she still got into fights. She got into some fight after two weeks, and was beaten up pretty badly, but hey, the others aren't any better than she is, so she'll say it's a win. It was late in the middle of the night, Beca didn't know what to do, so without any other choice she went to Aubrey's house.

Knocking on the door five times, she heard a muffled 'One minute!' coming from inside, so she waited. When the door opens and reveal the blonde girl inside, she looked up at her softly, silently asking for help, but she didn't want to speak.

"Beca?" The blonde girl gasped, "What happened?" she asked. It was normal, someone showing up at your house in the middle of the night, bleeding like hell, of course you would want to know what happened, but…

Nothing…

Seeing as the brunette isn't planning on answering, Aubrey just says, "Come in, I need to patch you up." Beca walks into the house silently, and immediately goes into the bathroom, she doesn't want to cause blood on the furniture or anything.

Aubrey went to grab the first aid kit from below the kitchen sink, and then starts cleaning up Beca. All the cuts and bruises weren't deep, but they were a hella bunch of them all over her body. She started from her head, thankfully only her face had a bruise and a cut at the corner of her lip. Then she continues on her hands and legs, using a wet cloth to clean up the blood first, and then apply antiseptic, and lastly wrapping it up or covering it with a bandage.

When she was done with those parts, she request Beca to take off her shirt. Beca was reluctant at first, but Aubrey was leaving no space for arguments, saying that "Take of your shirt or get the hell out of my house." Beca took of her shirt, and then Aubrey continues her job.

After half an hour of cleaning blood and applying antiseptic, Beca was finally looking a bit more like a person. She let out a simple "Thanks." Which made Aubrey snaps her head around, first time listening to Beca's voice.

Beca smirks, "I'm not a mute, I just don't like to talk."

"That's a shocker…" Aubrey mumbled sarcastically.

"Thanks, really…" Beca smiled, it was the first time Aubrey saw this girl really smiling, and it has also been a long time since Beca smile…

Aubrey smiled as well, "You can crash on the couch if you want, or if you don't mind, sleeping in my bed that's fine too, it's big enough for two people." She suggested.

"You need to bring me to dinner first if you want to sleep with me you know." Beca counters, having fun playing with the girl in front of her. "I'm pretty sure you're the one that wants that, seeing that you're the one knocking on my door at two in the morning." Aubrey points out.

"Touché." Beca raises both her hand in surrender. Damn this girl is hot.

The both of them ended up talking about each other the rest of the night, Beca telling Aubrey about her family and how she ended up being the person she is now, and Aubrey telling Beca about her job at a local bank and her interest in Art. They discovered a lot of things that you would've never guessed about the other person, but that's what made them who they are today.

After that encounter, Beca started going after Aubrey, she's obviously attracted to the girl, not only because she's fucking hot, but also because she can actually show her real self in front of her. It was two months later where they made it official, and kissed for the first time.

Beca made a compromise with Aubrey that she will try to avoid fights, only if Aubrey promise to actually try out in painting, something she wanted to do for a long time but didn't have the time and guts to. And they actually did what they promised, Beca got a job at the local radio station, although it was a small pay, but it was better than what she's doing before, and Aubrey started buying Art supplies and started painting, she's not good in it yet, but she'll get there someday.

It was a week before Christmas, where Aubrey got a knock from the front door, and open to see her girlfriend standing out there with her knuckles bleeding terribly, probably caused by another dumb fist fight.

Aubrey led her into the bathroom again and cleaned up her fists, wrapping it up and making sure the blood stopped. Beca didn't say anything again, just like her old self, but she was in pain without doubt, seeing as she was wincing every time Aubrey apply pressure on her fist.

When it was all done, Beca changed into her PJ's and lay on the couch, not daring to enter the room where her girlfriend is at. To her surprise, Aubrey came out with a large blanket and a pillow. She lays down next to Beca and covered both of them with the blanket. She took Beca's hand and linked it with her own hand, her thumb brushing lightly across the bandaged knuckles every once in a while.

Aubrey's head was just slightly above Beca's shoulder, letting her snuggle closer to Beca, and her face right into the space there. In five minutes time, Beca heard a soft request by Aubrey, "No more fights…please…" and followed by a drop of tear on her neck.

Beca's heart clenched for a moment, and sooner or later her own tears were rolling down her cheeks as well. No one in her life ever cried for her, or because of her, but her girlfriend just did, and it was because she got hurt in a fight. By this moment Aubrey was sobbing already, letting out soft sobs and wetting Beca's T-shirt. They stayed like that silent for five minute, both of them crying respectively, and holding onto each other's hand tightly, before Beca bit her bottom lip and let out a soft reply.

"Okay…no more fights…no more fights…"

It was around Valentine's, where Beca and Aubrey was out together, going to the grocer to get some food stocked up. They passed by an alley with a few of Beca's friends before all of these happened. They started shouting Beca's name, and calling her a traitor and some other awful names. Beca was furious, but she didn't want to break Aubrey's promise. She knows how good she can be, and she can put out these guys in like five minutes, but she didn't want to risk Aubrey getting injured, not even a slight chance. So they just walked pass them, not saying anything.

There were a few more similar encounters like that, but every time, Beca and Aubrey just walks away. Aubrey was proud of her girlfriend, like really proud. It was after the fifth time that happened, where Aubrey realizes something.

"Why do you always have random injuries a few days after we saw your friends every time?" Aubrey asked, as she saw the bruise on Beca's hip, when she was reaching up at the kitchen cabinet.

Beca froze, "W-what?"

"Every time we pass by your friends, you act like nothing, but you will eventually have some random bruises a few days later…Why is that?" Aubrey asked with a raised eyebrow, although she already knew the answer.

"C-coincidence." Beca managed to stutter out, although she was freaking inside.

Holy shit, she knew…She's going to kill me with her own hands…she said that last week…if I ever get into a fight again…she'll kill me with her own hands…Goodbye world…take care of my girlfriend…please…and hopefully she won't get into any trouble by killing me…

"I know you won't get into any fights when I'm with you mainly because you're scared that I'll get injured, and because you know I'll whoop your ass even worse if you even attempt to." Aubrey said teasingly, walking toward Beca.

Beca closed her eyes, silently praying that the kill won't be too painful. "S-sorry…"

Aubrey stopped in front of Beca, and Beca waited for the kill, but all she felt was a pinch on the nose. "You're lucky that I like you, and think you're cute when you stutter." Aubrey said, and then bent down, to get the first aid kit from below the sink.

Beca let out a sigh of relief, and then she registered whatever girlfriend just said, "I am not cute." Beca pouted.

"You're just adorable. Now let me see that." Aubrey smile, and then point towards Beca's hip.

Beca looked at her sheepishly, raising her shirt from the bottom slowly. "Sorry, I'm always causing you trouble."

"Yeah, but you're my trouble."

A/N: That is it. There is a possible for a second part of this story but that depends on whether you guys want it or not.

All grammar and language mistakes are on me, so sorry bout that.

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Prompts to my PM is highly wanted pleaseee XD

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