A/N: Just as a side note, these short stories and events also might include a bit of Staubrey from time to time. Hope you like this first chapter! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own any aspect of Pitch Perfect that is included in these stories.

Life of Bechloe

Chapter 1 - A Friday Night

Chloe Beale was a determined and motivated veterinarian that took her job seriously at all times. But if she wanted to be with Beca, which was basically all the time, she made sure to be home exactly when she needed to be.

On the other hand, Beca Mitchell was a professional music producer who worked just as much as Chloe did, but having the same need to be with Chloe, she made it easy to be with the redhead every day just as well.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still in the sky that day in the wealthy suburbs of Los Angeles. At this particular time, people would be driving home from work, eventually getting stuck in traffic. Luckily that wasn't a problem for Chloe and Beca. The couple were already in their cozy, sweet home, happy that they were finally relaxing after their busy jobs. The two weren't married, but they hoped to be in the future. They had begun to be serious about the topic when their friends Aubrey and Stacie had gotten married in San Francisco a couple months ago, so it would always wander in their minds how amazing it would be to do it as well.

Beca was sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV, with her feet on the glass coffee table in front of her. Her girlfriend had forced her to sit back and watch the movie "The Silence of the Lambs". She was wearing navy blue sweatpants, along with Chloe's black t-shirt that read on the back with white letters "BEALE".

The brunette had a tendency to borrow Chloe's clothes, either because hers were not clean at the moment, or she just thought that her girlfriend's just felt more comfy and had a scent like vanilla. She had always adored Chloe's perfume, it just made her feel warm and want to lose herself in the redhead's presence, but she always managed to contain herself.

While Beca was silently watching the flat screen TV, Chloe was in the other room, beginning to bake chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen. She was standing by the counter humming quietly to the song "Titanium" while reading the directions on the back of the cookie mix box. It had always been her favorite song since her college incident with Beca in the women's shower. Oh, what good times.

In a few minutes, Chloe was done reading the back of the box and was now gathering the ingredients she needed in order to make the cookies. While she was doing this, she heard a sudden screech from the living room, making her jump a little.

"Everything okay in there babe?" Chloe shouted with her face turned to the doorway to the living room.

"Everything's fine," Beca spoke calmly now. "Just a jump scare is all."

"It didn't sound fine." Chloe giggled.

"I just don't get why this woman keeps coming back to talk to that psychopath," Beca complained. "She's practically torturing herself."

Chloe knew Beca didn't like a lot of movies, but she liked to talk her into them just to see her reaction. "Oh Becs, It's just a movie."

"A stupid one, I'm pretty sure the man's going to escape anytime…" Beca's voice turned into a murmur.

Chloe smiled and slightly shook her head to Beca's remarks.

By this time, the redhead started to roll the soft cookie dough into little balls, and carefully placing them expertly onto the metal pan. After doing this, she quickly carried the pan to the oven and placed it inside. Cooking was one of Chloe's strengths, making her the one that made the meals for both of them. She would see Beca try to cook, but fail within the first few steps. It amused her that the adorable brunette could be so frustrated, but Beca would hate it when Chloe laughed at her for making fun of her cooking misery.

The cookie dough was baking in the oven, and Chloe checked the time on her watch to see when she would take them out. It was half after five, and the baking directions were to wait thirty minutes to take the cookies out, meaning they would be done by six. To make the most of this time, she decided to watch the movie with Beca in the living room.

When she slowly stepped into the doorway, she saw that her girlfriend had all her focus on the screen, causing her to be in a trance. Chloe smirked at how possesed Beca was in watching the movie, and crept closer to her behind the couch. The scene that was on the TV was about to be another jump scare, so she wanted to time it perfectly with her own.

The redhead put her hands in front of her, ready to jolt Beca from the back. As soon as the jump scare occurred on the TV, Chloe grabbed the brunette's shoulders.

Beca shrieked violently and jerked her head behind her to see the redhead laughing and placing her hand on her chest.

"WHAT THE HELL, CHLOE!" Beca yelled.

Chloe had no end in her laughter as the brunette glared at her.

"I hate you." Beca said through gritted teeth.

"You don't hate me, you love me"

"And I think that may be questionable." Beca continued to stare into her girlfriend's blue eyes.

Chloe lowered her laughter to a giggle as she walked around the couch to sit next to Beca, resting her head gently onto the brunette's shoulder.

Beca couldn't resist her girlfriend's charm, so she decided to let down her guard by putting her arm around Chloe's waist and kissing her on the forehead. In reaction to Beca's affection, Chloe smiled softly and cuddled closer to the brunette.

"You're cute when you're angry" Chloe whispered.

Beca rolled her eyes. "Shut up."

"It's true," Chloe giggled once more. "You make little fists and your face gets all blushed."

The brunette playfully nudged Chloe in the ribs, causing the redhead to nudge back even harder.

"Ow!" Beca winced.

The redhead turned her head to face Beca and kissed her neck. "Don't even try."

The couple continued to watch the movie until the end, with Chloe cuddling up even closer to Beca, slightly dozing off. She did have a long day at the vet clinic. Seeing how tired Chloe was, Beca grabbed a gray folded blanket from the small table next to the couch and draped it over both of them, but mostly over Chloe.

As the ending credits came scrolling down the screen, Chloe was stirring in her sleep and eventually woke up still in Beca's arms, who was tired but managed to stay awake.

"How was your beauty sleep?" Beca teased.

Chloe yawned. "Pretty good." She rubbed her eyes and sat up straight to check the time on her watch. Suddenly her eyes widened.

"Oh, crap." The redhead said in a shaky tone.

Beca immediately noticed the expression on Chloe's face. "What's wrong?"

The time on her watch told her it was six thirty. The cookies were supposed to be taken out of the oven at six.

"I don't think we're going to have cookies tonight." Chloe said with a weak smile.

She felt sympathetic on Chloe's failed attempt at making the cookies, but she couldn't help but laugh, since she's always been the one that was usually irresponsible in baking.

"Why are you laughing?" Chloe scolded. The corner of her lips were trying not to smile.

"It's nothing," Beca continued. "It's just, now...um… I know that I'm not the only alone who makes mistakes in the kitchen."

Chloe was trying to hold back her smile as the brunette was laughing.

"On second thought, I think you should try one of them, I think you'll like it." Chloe said mischievously as she got up from the couch and made her way to the kitchen.

"Make sure to keep it nice and toasty." Beca told her as she walked past her.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "You're such a weirdo."

And with that, the redhead picked up a pillow from the couch, attempting to throw it at Beca, but was too slow as the brunette dodged it and stuck her tongue out at her.