A/N: So, I actually have about four of these done but I'm posting them a day later on here for...reasons. Anyway, I made a realization as I wrote more and here it is. I was originally going to make them all interrelated, but there are things that I want to do that I would be limited with if I did it that way, so these are now individual stories. I've since changed my note from the first one to reflect this. Enjoy!

Prompt: Hair

Summary: Beca hasn't seen Chloe in weeks while she's away at grad school and when she shows up with her new short hair, Beca has just one question for her. Will she still be able to pull it when they hook up later? A holiday/semi-smutty tale.

Part Two: Sort Of

Beca loves Chloe's hair. She loves the way it naturally curls after she gets a shower, falling in springy waves over her bare shoulders and mirroring her face in the most beautiful frame that money couldn't buy. She loves the way it sticks to her face and neck after she gets out of the pool, slicked back and dark red as she sweeps it over her shoulders and pushes it off of her face. She loves the way it feels in her hands when she's gripping it while Chloe ravishes her body, silky and smooth but oh so strong as she pulls and holds as her body writhes. Most of all though, she loves the way that it brightens Chloe's eyes and makes her appear almost ethereal. Haunting her dreams and invading her thoughts and just...consuming her. It's kind of amazing.

So, imagine her frustration when she hadn't seen that hair or those eyes in over three weeks. Chloe was away at graduate school in Boston with Aubrey and Beca missed her so much that her whole body ached. So much that it hurt to even get out of bed or drag herself to Bellas practices or to even...exist without touching that skin and kissing those lips and just being in the presence of perfection in its simplest form. In short, she was madly in love and when Chloe told her that her webcam was broken and that their nightly Skype conversations would have to be put on hold until she had the money to get it repaired, Beca was sure that she would go insane.

How could she sleep without seeing Chloe's sleepy smile and messy bedroom as she tried to hold her eyes open? How could she function without those little moments when Chloe winked or flirted with her and sent shockwaves straight through her body and to the one place where she definitely did not need to be feeling them? How could she stay sane without the date nights that would end with Chloe flashing some sort of skin and Beca unable to sleep for the rest of the night as she imagined just how good Chloe's hands would feel on her skin instead of her own?

It was pure torture and as Christmas break grew nearer, Beca was counting down the days until Chloe would return to Georgia for a whole month. A month filled with long conversations and actual dates and showers and stripteases and touching her and feeling her and...

"Beca? What the hell are you doing? Why is your face so red?" Stacie questioned with a scowl, her arms full of Christmas decorations that desperately needed to be put up before the holiday party that evening.

Aubrey and Chloe were driving back as the girls spoke and Beca was finding it oh so difficult to pitch in to the Bellas efforts when all she could think about were those long fingers and those soft lips and that hair...

"Beca!"

"What?!" Beca shouted, startled out of her daydream and blushing as the rest of the girls turned and looked at her. "I'm sorry, I'm just distracted..."

"Oy, I know what's bugging her!" Fat Amy shouted, letting her string of lights fall from her hand and float lazily to the ground, smacking a surprised Cynthia Rose in the head as she held the ladder. "She's thinking about Chloe's lady bits! They haven't Skyped in weeks and Beca has been spending a lot of extra time in the shower lately. Are you getting all horned up, Becs?"

Beca was blushing furiously now and shook her head, turning back to the wall as the other girls start to tease her and jeer about the freaky sex that was going to go down in Baker Hall that evening. Beca just ignored them and stuck a thumbtack straight through Rudolph's nose as she hung up the stupid cardboard decoration.

"So, are you going to hang a scarf on the door tonight or a sock? In Australia we usually use a sock, but I don't know how it works with you Yanks. Hey Stacie, what do you put on the door when you're getting laid?"

Beca cut Stacie off before she could even start and snapped out "Enough! She's my girlfriend and what we do in our private time is none of your business. Now, get back to decorating this place so it doesn't look like such a shithole for this stupid party."

"Jesus", Amy muttered. "What's up your vag?"

"Seriously, I'm going to kill you. Why did I decide to room with you this year anyway? Clearly I must have been drugged when I signed that housing contract."

Amy grinned and said "Best decision ever. You know you love me and don't worry, I'll steer clear of the dorm tonight."

"I hate you", Beca muttered with a smirk growing on her lips. "And Amy, definitely a scarf."

Beca was chugging her third cup of spiked punch when the doors to the auditorium opened up and Aubrey waltzed into the room. She was grinning as she made a beeline towards Beca and Beca gulped down the rest of the drink, wanting to be as drunk as possible for whatever Aubrey had in store for her.

"Hey, Mitchell! Come with me, I have a surprise for you", Aubrey announced as she neared Beca, stretching out a hand and motioning for her to grab it.

Beca did as she was told and held onto it loosely, letting the older girl guide her through the auditorium and out the door that Aubrey had walked through and into the small lobby. She ordered for Beca to close her eyes and Beca rolled them before slapping a hand over her eyes and sighing.

"Seriously, Aubrey?" Beca asked while stomping her foot against the linoleum floor. "No hello, how are you? Just close your eyes and follow me? Where is Chloe?"

"I'm right here", Chloe whispered into her ear, her warm breath teasing her and sending shivers down her spine. "Open up."

Beca opened her eyes and gasped when she saw Chloe standing in front of her, smirking as she arched an eyebrow.

"Do you like it?"

"You're blonde", Beca blurted out. "Very blonde. Is this a joke?"

Wrong question.

Chloe's face immediately fell and her eyes moved from Beca's face and to the floor as she blushed. "I thought you would like it. I wanted to go back to my roots and Bree dyed it for me three weeks ago. That's why I haven't Skyped you. I wanted it to be a surprise. You don't like it?"

Beca was stunned. Chloe's hair was cropped to her ears and bright blonde, a stark contrast from the auburn hair that she last saw on the girl. It was still attractive and suited Chloe, but Beca just didn't know what to say as she tried to formulate a response.

Wrong move.

Chloe just shook her head and jogged away from Beca, entering the auditorium and joining the party. Aubrey was still in the lobby with Beca though and shook her head as she bit back a laugh.

"Seriously, Beca? She looks hot and you couldn't come up with anything to say to her? I was right, you haven't gotten any smarter since I graduated."

Beca rolled her eyes and sarcastically mumbled "I'm so glad that you're back. Now, can you help me fix this? Please?"

Aubrey's face lit up and she arched an eyebrow as she said "I thought you'd never ask."

Chloe was washing her hands in the bathroom when Aubrey burst through the door and shouted "There you are! Come on, I have a surprise for you."

"No more surprises, Bree", Chloe whined as she wiped her hands off with a paper towel. "I've had enough for one evening and I just want to go back in there and drink egg nog until I pass out or puke, whatever comes first."

"First of all, ew", Aubrey replied while making a face. "And second of all, you'll like this surprise. Now come on!"

Aubrey grabbed Chloe's hand and pulled her from the bathroom, guiding her down a long hallway and back into the auditorium. Once they entered, Aubrey dragged Chloe over to the bleachers and pushed her down onto a chair. Before Chloe had the chance to question her, Beca was sitting next to her and smiling as Aubrey disappeared, leaving the two of them alone.

"I'm sorry", Beca blurted out before Chloe could make a sound. "I've just been waiting for you and suddenly you were here and it was a surprise. I like it though and I don't want you to be upset. You could dye your hair any color or cut it all off and I would still think that you were incredibly sexy. Okay?"

Chloe grinned and softly said "How could I stay angry at a face like that? I'm sorry that I surprised you. You were probably expecting your favorite ginger and suddenly I show up like this."

"I like you like this", Beca admitted softly. "Smiling and touching me and just...I like having you around. Red hair or not, I'm glad that you're home. I do have a question though."

"Fire away, I'm all ears."

Beca smiled and leaned in, her warm breath ghosting against Chloe's ear lobe as she whispered "Can I still pull your hair when we...you know."

Chloe whimpered and murmured "Well, there's only one way to find out. Your place or mine? I have a suite at a hotel, but there's something about desecrating our old shower stall that sounds oddly... tempting."

"Oh, definitely my place then. I just have to ask though, do you have a scarf?"

"A scarf? Why? Are you planning on tying me up?" Chloe questioned, squinching up her nose.

Beca just shrugged as she pulled Chloe to her feet, guiding her over to where Amy and Aubrey were talking and getting ready to leave, and sliding the scarf off of Aubrey's shoulders before she could move a muscle.

"What are you doing?" Aubrey asked while trying to grab it back from Beca.

Beca just shrugged as she flung it around her neck and walked away with Chloe, biting back a laugh as Aubrey started to protest. Before they left the auditorium, Beca turned to the pair and called out "Thanks for the scarf, Aubrey; it'll really come in handy. And Amy? Don't come home tonight."

Amy just grinned as Beca slung an arm around Chloe's back and announced "Awe yeah! Shorty and Blondie, reunited and getting laid! Don't get too loud guys, the RA is next door!"

Beca just grinned and as they walked through the doors and out into the night, the pair laughed as Aubrey finally figured out what her scarf was being used for and shouted out "Aca-scuse me?!"

Some things would never change and for that, Beca was grateful. It was going to be a great holiday break after all.