A/N: I don't own Pitch Perfect or any of its characters. Everything else is mine, including all the mistakes.
The backstory to this one is in my other story Caught, so if you want to find out how they got together and their jobs check that one out. This one should still make sense though.
This will be probably be a three parter, no drama just awesome fluffy amounts of Beca and Chloe stuck in a snow storm.
After seven months of dating and not so gentle persuading from Aubrey, Beca asked Chloe to move in with her. Both were excited, ready to start the next phase of their relationship.
Originally they talked about renting, but after telling Chloe's parents they surprised the couple with a gift, allowing them to buy something nice. At first they didn't accept the money but after a lot of convincing, Chloe's parents had done the same for her brother, they relented. The only stipulation her parents had was that when visiting, they always had a place to stay.
"Chloe you told me your parents had money, but holy shit." Beca gaped as Chloe drove down the driveway leading to her parent's home in the Hamptons.
The first time Beca met Chloe's family was under normal circumstances for Chloe's graduation. Her parents were cool laid back people who liked having a good time, even going so far as asking Fat Amy where the party was. In the brief time Beca met them they were normal everyday people that were easy to get along with. They definitely didn't give off the air of people worth millions, even though they were.
Tapping her fingers on the steering wheel Chloe glanced over, "Don't be nervous you've already met them."
Bouncing her knee, Beca hesitantly replied, "Beale people with money like this can pay to have me disappear, no questions asked."
Beca should have known Chloe came from money, thinking back the writing was on the wall. Chloe never had a job and never talked about being a broke college kid like everyone else. Beca also knew she lived off campus in a smartly decorated apartment by herself. When Beca asked about it one day, the redhead answered that her parents wanted her to focus on school and not worry about anything else.
The biggest throw off for Beca had been how nice Chloe was. She was approachable and friendly, fitting in with all types of people. She wasn't one of those stuck up snobby bitches, she drank the cheap beer and wine like the rest of their friends.
"Chill out…"Chloe placed a hand on the brunettes knee stilling its movements. "Nothings changed."
"Well I'm your girlfriend now, so that's changed."
"And my mom asked what took so long two months ago when I told her." Chloe interjected smiling.
"Oh god do they know we sleep together?" Beca's other leg started bouncing. "Your dad's going to be so pissed."
Chloe slammed on the breaks bringing the car to a halt.
Looking over she smiled reassuringly at her girlfriend. "He won't say anything, I promise. My mom knows, but he'll turn a blind eye."
"Your mom knows?" Beca asked bringing a finger up biting her nail while wearing a horrified look.
"Of course she does… Besides you and Aubrey she's my best friend, I tell her everything. Except details, trust me she doesn't know any details." Flashing a cheeky grin the redhead continued, "I'm the only one that needs to know how good you are in that department."
Giving a gentle squeeze to Beca's knee Chloe started driving again. Reaching for a hand she laced their fingers together before pulling up to the house.
Looking between Chloe and the enormous house Beca let out a nervous laugh, "I can't believe I let your mom see my shitty little dorm room…"
"Hey, she liked it. She thought you and it were cute."
The search ended up being crazy and quick, looking on weekends and evenings, traipsing all across the city in search of the perfect place. Every property they saw ended in the same way, one liking and the other hating it. If Beca thought she was picky, she was nothing compared to Chloe, who had a specific requirement for everything. After searching for over a month, they were beginning to think they'd never reach an agreement, until they found the townhouse they moved into last weekend. They both instantly fell in love with it, not taking long before deciding to buy it.
The three-story house, fully renovated, had three bedrooms with baths and a patio. Chloe's top reason for buying the place was the first floor with its modern kitchen and dining area, large vaulted windows overlooking the back patio and a huge living area with a fireplace. The patio, which Chloe called her "urban oasis", had an outdoor entertaining area and small garden, they both thought the area added a unique touch to the home. Beca on the other hand loved with the master bedroom, which took up the entire top floor. It had similar windows to the kitchen but opened onto a small terrace, which overlooked the back patio. The bedroom, along with the rest of the house, had oak wood flooring, two large walk in closets, a fireplace and small corner office. The master bath, something they equally liked, had heated flooring, a huge bathtub, walk-in shower and double sinks. The remaining bedrooms, located on the second floor, had their own fireplaces and small bathrooms.
The home was situated in a trendy New York neighborhood full of restaurants, coffee shops and everything else they could need. The location was ideal, three blocks from Central Park, walking distance to The Trinity School, where Chloe was the choir teacher, and around the block from a subway stop that Beca could easily use to get to work.
The couple moved in at the right time, it was the middle of winter and the biggest snowstorm in three years was about to hit. The city was already preparing to shut down for a few days and Chloe figured the four day weekend would be the opportune time to finish unpacking and decorating the house.
Chloe heard a set of keys rattle, getting up from the living room floor, pushing the unpacked box she was working on away, saw the door open. She heard rather then saw her girlfriend first and the brunette was pissed, indicated by the slew of curse words coming from her mouth.
Laughing Chloe hadn't been noticed yet as she listened to Beca's rant.
"The nerve of some damn people in the grocery store…" Kicking two grocery bags across the threshold Beca huffed out an irritated sigh, "Fucking morons act like snow's a new thing. I hope they bust their asses walking home."
Walking over Chloe bent down picking up the bags.
"Hey baby, why are you so cutely frazzled? You usually love grocery shopping."
"Hey Chlo." Beca smiled looking up.
Softening a little, Chloe always made her instantly feel better, Beca shifted the remaining bags before leaning in to kiss her cheek.
"Sorry its just people suck and are frustrating, acting like the apocalypse is coming and won't have food for a week."
Chloe couldn't help laughing as she headed towards the kitchen. Setting the bags on the counter she turned taking the remaining ones out of Beca's hands.
"That's because a snowstorm's coming," Chloe couldn't help smiling at the brunette's puzzled look. "My school already closed for the rest of the week… How didn't you hear about this?"
Leaning against the counter Beca quickly pulled out her phone, scrolling through her emails. Waiting for an explanation the redhead stood wearing a confused look.
Smiling Beca handed over the phone, Chloe's eyes scanned the message before looking up.
The email was from Beca's boss citing some lame story about breaking legs as people ice-skated to work, then jokingly telling them not to come in Thursday or Friday.
"I didn't realize this was about the storm."
"And you talk about me being absentmindedly cute."
"I was distracted." Reaching for Chloe's hand Beca slid the redhead towards her. Wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist Beca looked up smirking. "You called, as I was reading this, with a list a mile long of things to do."
Acting annoyed Chloe playfully shoved Beca before repositioning herself in the brunette's arms and leaning in for a kiss.
"Did you do them?" Chloe whispered brushing their lips together.
The brunette nodded closing the gap.
Breaking away, Chloe gave a smirk of her own, "I've got you so whipped Mitchell. I could get you to get me a snow cone right now if I wanted."
"Is that right?" Beca asked arching an eyebrow.
"Yep. I can be very persuasive…"
Staring into the younger girls eyes, Chloe rolled her hips, making as much contact with Beca's body as she possibly could. Lightly running her fingertips down the exposed skin of Beca's neck landing on her jacket, Chloe's delicate hands made quick work of unzipping it. Before Beca realized it warm hands were working their way up the cold skin of her back, inching towards the front.
After a few minutes of Chloe's slow torture, Beca tried to speak but only managed a groan.
Finally Beca came to her senses whispering out a barely auditable, "What flavor did you want?"
Diving in Chloe began a slow heated kiss, pulling back quickly she all but laughed at Beca's reaction.
"See what I mean," pausing the redhead made a whipping sound before laughing.
"You may have won this round Beale, but just remember," Grabbing Chloe's hands Beca removed them from her shirt, zipping her jacket back up.
Using a tactic that was usually the redheads Beca trailed a single finger down Chloe's forehead, over her lips and wandering down her neck, slowing only when she neared the valley between the redhead's breasts. Quickly bringing the finger back to up she lifted Chloe's chin staring into her eyes.
"Payback's a bitch." Emphasizing her point Beca added a seductive wink and smirk.
"Hmmm, I'm sure it will be…" Chloe replied giving a knowing look of her own.
Damn it, why does she got to be so hot and one step ahead of me, Beca thought.
Instantly Beca flipped their positions, pinning Chloe between her body and the counter. Leaning in Beca trailed her lips up the redhead's neck while subtly reaching for her keys resting behind them.
Quickly pocketing the keys and moving from the embrace Beca ran towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Came Chloe's surprised and visibly flustered reaction.
Pulling her beanie over her ears Beca turned around, "To get firewood and stuff for smores, duh!"
Chloe felt her heart flutter a little at the sweet loving smile the brunette had given her before pulling the door shut. A few seconds later the door reopened and a snow covered head appeared.
"I love you, just thought you should know."
"I love you too Beca." Chloe smiled at how cute her girlfriend was being. "Now go, I'll start dinner."
A/N: Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it...
llvr mentioned using the same version characters from my story Caught but in other scenarios as well. You know what I like that idea, because those two were fun to write in that story. I plan on doing little one shots and 2-3 chapter series with these characters because like I said their fun and easy to write, not to mention so damn cute together.
I'm afraid this story will show just how big of a softie Beca is, so I hope your ready.
The next chapter should be up in a few days! Until then….
