#3 - Midnight Meetings

Prompt: "It's three in the morning."

Summary: HS fic. Beca pays Chloe a visit in the middle of the night.

It's late. Chloe had been asleep for at least the past three hours, when her slumber was disturbed by a light tapping sound. Groggy, the high school senior sits up in bed, wiping the sleep from her eyes before looking over at the clock. In bright red illuminated numbers, the clock screen read 3:04 AM. Chloe groaned shifting her head around the darkened room, trying to identify the sound. Letting the silence sit for a moment, she hears it again coming two seconds apart. Tap, tap. The sound of something hitting her glass window.

The redhead shuffles her legs out from under her covers and drops them to the floor, standing from her bed. She makes her way over to the window, guided by the dim moonlight shining through the parted curtains. Pulling them back and lifting the window up to its fullest height, Chloe sticks her head out of the opening and leaning outward slightly to see what's making the noise.

To her surprise, she sees the figure of one Beca Mitchell standing 30 feet below her, holding pebbles in her hand, looking up at her with a shy grin.

"Beca? It's three in the morning. What are you doing here?" Chloe whispers loudly, a smile threatening to break from her lips.

"I um, I guess I just wanted to see you." Beca admits through her own loud whisper, digging the toe of her converse into the dirt. Chloe bites her lip at the admission and makes a decision.

"Stay right there, I'll be down in a sec." She says before closing the window, throwing on a pair of sneakers and a jacket and sneaking quietly out her bedroom and down the hall past her sleeping brother and parent's rooms. She expertly avoids the squeaky steps on the staircase and hops down to the ground floor before making her way towards the back door.

Chloe silently makes her way outside, rounding the back of the house, unlocking the side gate and opening it up to find a waiting brunette.

"Hi." Beca whispers.

"Hi." Chloe reciprocates with a smile.

Chloe leads Beca around towards the deck in her backyard, then stops to stand in front of Beca while the other girl leans against the railing.

"So, to what do I owe this pleasure." Chloe asks softly, fiddling with her fingers.

"I um, I kinda couldn't stop thinking about our date earlier or stop thinking about you." Beca says, her eyes turned down. "I couldn't wait until tomorrow to see your face at school, so… here I am."

"You, are truly the sweetest person ever, Beca Mitchell." Chloe takes Beca's left hand in her own.

"Keep it down, will you Beale?" Beca jokingly looks around as if people are listening. "I got a reputation to uphold." Chloe giggles softly.

"I also wanted to apologize, for earlier." Beca says, embarrassed, twisting the ring on Chloe's thumb.

"Apologize? Bec you have nothing to be sorry for. I understand, and it was pretty presumptuous of me anyways."

"But see that's the thing, it wasn't. I just got nervous and weird because it―" Beca exhales heavily, looking away for the next part of the sentence she says. "It would've been my first kiss. And I guess I didn't want… I didn't want to be bad at it, and you be grossed out at me for doing it wrong."

Chloe lifts Beca's chin up so she could look in her eyes, the moonlight sparkling off the other girl's irises.

"I had no idea. Why didn't you say anything sooner. I wouldn't have moved so quickly if you weren't ready. I thought I messed up." Beca squeezes the redhead's arm reassuringly.

"I guess I was embarrassed. I mean, what seventeen year old hasn't had a first kiss yet?"

"Lots of seventeen year olds. You don't have to be embarrassed about that, Bec."

"Yeah. I guess." The two girls remain silent for a moment before Beca speaks up again.

"I am, you know."

"What?" Chloe asks.

"Ready. I-I mean, I wasn't, before. But I am. Now. And I just wanted you to know that." Beca says, bobbing her head up and down slowly.

"Well," Chloe moves her body in closer towards the brunette. "What would you think if I said I'd still like to finish our date off with a goodnight kiss?" The redhead says hesitantly.

"I think I'd say I'd very much like that as well."

Taking that statement as a very obvious go-ahead signal, Chloe moves her hands to slide behind the shorter girl's neck, her right coming up to cup Beca's left cheek. Beca waits in anticipation, watching in slow motion as the redhead dips her chin lower and to the side, her lips inching closer with each breath. Finally, their lips sit millimeters away when both girls shut their eyes at the same time and Beca closes the miniscule gap between them.

Sparks fly as lips touch, melting into one another. Beca's lips part slightly as she readjusts her angle, pressing more firmly against Chloe's. Beca's hands drift to Chloe's waist as the redhead grips Beca's neck tightly with her left hand, while softly caressing her cheek with her right. After about ten seconds, both girls release their lips and pull back slightly from one another, their breathing more shallow than it was before.

"So how was that?" Chloe whispers against her lips.

"It was perfect." Beca says with her eyes still closed. Chloe leans in for a second, much briefer kiss than the first, before pulling away again and leaning her forehead on the shorter girl's.

"You… are very good at that, Beca Mitchell. So don't you ever think poorly of your kissing abilities."

"Well I'll give credit where credit is due. You provided a solid assist for that." Beca jokes.

"You dork." Chloe says, making Beca smile wider.

"Your dork."

"Yeah?" Chloe's hands slide down to grasp the brunette's waist, holding their bodies close together.

"If you want."

"I definitely want."

"Well alright then." Beca says happily. The two lean back in for another kiss, sealing their decision to become official girlfriends. They spend a few minutes sharing soft kisses under the moonlight in the backyard before finally breaking away for air.

"So."

"So…"

"I should get going." Beca says, thumbing her hand in the direction behind her.

"Yeah, it's pretty late."

"I'll see you later at school?"

"Of course, I can't wait."

Both girls part with one last kiss, Chloe escorting her new girlfriend back through the side gate, watching the brunette walk off towards her car parked a few houses down before re-latching and locking the gate up and making her way back inside. The redhead stealthily climbs her way back upstairs and into her bedroom, shutting the door quietly and collapsing onto her bed with a sigh. She brushes her fingers against her lips, where not five minutes ago were the lips of Beca Mitchell.

The last thing Chloe remembers before drifting off into a peaceful sleep, is soft lips and a warm feeling in her heart.