You wake up with her arm draped thoughtlessly across your waist, her head resting on your shoulder, spilling loose brunette curls on your chest. And you love it. In fact, you seem to cherish it, not moving for fear of waking her up. Soon, though, your want (need) to see her overcomes you, and you roll off of your back and onto your side, making sure to let her head leave your shoulder gently. Facing her now, you place a hand on her cheek, tracing the curve of her jaw up to the top of her right cheekbone. Beca lets out an unintelligible murmur and swats playfully at your hand, blinking open her eyes and locking them with yours, a slow smile spreading across her face. "What?" You ask, referring to what she tried to say. (Because you're pretty sure you know why she's smiling).

She laughs and responds with "I said 'are you having fun?'." You feel the blush creeping up your cheeks but it's too late to try to hide it. Beca's smile turns into a smirk. "I was just teasing, Beale." She reassures you, leaning forward and kissing your nose. Your breath catches at the simple yet intimate gesture, and you surge forward almost instinctively, capturing her lips and cupping her face in your hands.

Her lips move against yours, her hands gripping your neck softly. She leaves her hands where they are when she finally pulls away, breathing heavily, her eyes still closed. You really don't want to break this moment, but you have to. You need to. "What does this mean?"

Beca's smile slips slightly as she opens her eyes. "I want to be with you." She says simply. "So it's up to you."

You don't bother trying to suppress your grin, shaking your head and kissing her again. "I can't believe you're my girlfriend." You giggle.

When Beca's brain catches up to the title, she grins at you, surging forwards and connecting her lips to yours. She pulls away after a minute, swiping her tongue over her teeth before saying hesitantly "I love you."

But you just grin at her and nod, pulling her close to you again. "Right back at you." You kiss her again, her tongue swirling with yours, but just as you move to straddle her waist, a loud knock on the door interrupts you.

"Strawberry Shortcake!" A familiar woman's voice calls, using the nickname that the Bellas bestowed upon you and Beca. "C'mon horndogs, practice is in an hour and I will kill you if you don't show."

You groan, burying your face in the junction between Beca's neck and shoulder. The woman pounds on the door once more. "I know you guys are like totally in love and all that but that isn't anything new so can you get your lazy asses out here?" She walks off muttering under her breath but you just laugh into Beca's skin, not missing the shiver that runs through her body as you do. You grin, kissing her throat with a hummed sigh before pulling away and standing up, throwing your shirt on and pulling on your underwear.

Beca stands up, following your lead with an annoyed grumble of "doesn't the Aca-Nazi have anything better to do than cockblock me?"

You laugh, moving behind her and kissing her cheek as you sling your arms around her shoulders. "But where's the fun in that, huh babe?"

She groans, squeezing your hands affectionately before pulling away and slipping on the shirt she borrowed from you. "C'mon Strawberry, we've got practice to go to." After a pause she adds a sentence that sends a quaking sigh through me. "I can take care of your... issue later."

"That sounds great, Shortcake." You almost purr, and although you expect her to protest the nickname, she just allows her signature smirk to grace her lips. Without warning, she runs back over to you and slams her lips against yours, pulling away with her eyes still closed. "I love you, Chloe." She says as an explanation.

You grin even though she can't see it. "I love you too, Beca."

And you realize about five minutes into your next span of kisses that you really wouldn't mind Aubrey's wrath as long as Beca is by your side to handle the consequences with you.

Hey, guys, so I know it's been a while since the first chapter of this and although I did get a request for smut I am going to end this here because I personally don't want to write smut. Sorry if that disappoints some of you. Also, sorry for how short this is. Sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoyed it, I really appreciate the reviews.