Don't imagine Chloe getting dumped on Valentine's Day and she's all sad and mopey so Beca brightens up Chloe's mood by taking her to dinner and a movie and buying her a bouquet a roses A/N: Review if you get the Marnie Tethers reference! ^^
It was a warm, muggy afternoon in the Bella kitchen making the cut daisies in a bright blue vase droop, some of its petals have lazily floated towards a yellow ceramic coffee mug where spoon clinked in measured beats against its side. A head of red hair rested on a cupped hand as blue eyes clouded over with disappointment uninterestingly regarded the afternoon sun shyly filtering through the open windows. A sigh was let out in the empty air as the other thin long fingered hand idly stirred the cooling coffee in the mug.
Chloe groaned and pushed her coffee away as she schlumped over the table.
"Of all the days to cancel a date… " she muttered to the table. " you're not a single lady, you're not a single lady…no, no..no " she jerked her head up to fake bawl "YOU'RE SO SINGLE!"
Beca walked by on her way to meet Jesse for a late lunch-early dinner set-up just in time to hear the last part of Chloe's outburst.
"Hey Red…" Beca entered the kitchen with some trepidation. "What's wrong? Aren't you supposed to be out? It's one of your favorite days after all…"
Chloe looked over her shoulder, the little plastic hearts on springs bobbing sadly on her red and white striped headband.
"Tom canceled…. He couldn't even wait a day. I did see this coming but not today! Not Valentine's! Not the big V day!"
"Wow, I 'm so sorry to hear that but, uhm…. Valentines is not actually the Vday... but then again, I think you didn't do well in world history, right?" Beca tried to keep things light but it pained her to see the usually bubbly redhead downcast and wilting like the flowers in the vase.
"Yeah… but oh well…" Chloe shrugged glumly but flashed Beca a reassuring smile albeit small. "Hey, won't you be late for your date? Go on, don't worry about me. I have a three tubs of Häagen-Dazs™ in the freezer and a marathon of rom-coms on the DVR."
Beca bit her lip and took a tentative step backwards but in a split second and a resolute expression, she went over to Chloe and pulled her up.
"Get dressed. We're going out. I have reservations to a great Italian restaurant."
"But how about Jesse? I don't want to horn into your date…" Chloe's heart was humming with joy but she didn't know why she was pushing Beca to keep her date with the boy she didn't care to be Beca's partner.
"I'll take care of it. Don't worry." Beca shrugged. "Now go before I change my mind!"
"Roger dodger!" Chloe cheered up considerably and actually skipped towards her room.
Beca watched her and let out the breath she was holding. It will always be Chloe every time. Everything else comes in second but what she can't understand was that why is it so? Chloe was just her best friend right? Nothing more, right? Anyway, she had to google a plausible excuse to text Jesse on why she had to cancel on the last minute since she already played the "I-have-violent-diarrhea" card the last time.
"Okay, your turn to pick what to do next. " Beca nudged Chloe as they walked out of the simple Italian restaurant that probably served the best pasta and pizza that Chloe ever had. Now that she thought of it, she probably needed to add an extra 30 minutes of cardio from all the breadsticks she had.
"Uhmmm… Let's see…." She hummed as she took Beca's hand in hers, entwining their fingers together. She then giggled out "Wine me dine me sixty-nine me?"
"Wha-? Classy, Chlo, really classy." Beca grumped, pulling away. "We are absolutely not drinking. Vodka is still running through my veins instead of blood from last weekend."
"I'm kidding! Let's watch a movie?" Chloe pulled Beca back a little too closely and fixing her with her patented puppy dog eyed look.
"Now you are just being cliché…" Beca bit her bottom lip to keep from grinning but still failing. At the corner of her eye, she saw a hole in the wall flower shop. "Wait there. I'll be just a minute."
Chloe was rocking on her heels with her hands stuffed in her back pockets, singing some trivial song under her breath when Beca returned with a large bouquet of long-stemmed red roses.
"I figured since we're being cliché and all…." Beca's cheeks were burning brightly with embarrassment as Chloe buried her nose in the selection of flowers.
"Mmmm…you're too sweet." The redhead sighed back. "I need to get these in water. Let's go back to the house."
"Wait, what about the movie?"
"Remember the DVR full of 'The Notebook™', 'A Walk to Remember™' and all Nicolas Sparks related?"
"Ugh, I thought you were kidding about that…" Cue the Beca patented eye roll but willingly followed the redhead, falling in step beside her.
A comfortable silence settled between them on the walk home before Chloe abruptly stopped beside the old oak tree fronting the house and broke it with a hushed question.
"What is this between us Beca? Do friends naturally do this?" biting her lip uncertainly, she took a step closer towards her best friend.
"I don't know Chlo… I mean, you're the first person I let in since… well, ever." Beca shrugged awkwardly. The same question has been plaguing her but never gave it any serious thought. A slight pause. "I mean… yeah…okay… yeah." involuntarily, she copied Chloe and also took a step forward, reaching out to smooth Chloe's curls from her face.
Chloe tilted her head and leaned into her touch with a beautiful smile that grows as Beca gingerly moves towards her.
THE END (maybe?)
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