Chloe had arrived home from work a few minutes with a terrible headache (guess that the screams and shouts of the children she was currently teaching contributed to that), when she hears the front door slamming and some noise amusingly similar to a dinosaur shriek.
She walks slowly to the corridor that leads to the front door, watching a frustrated Beca fighting against her jacket, mumbling and grunting.
"Who's there? Is it a serial killer? A kidnapper? Sounds like an angry troll" Chloe calls, resting on the wall and smiling.
Beca turns around letting her arms fall with a half undressed jacket. Her face is doing the boring frustrated resting face again, which makes Chloe laugh. God she is adorable.
"Sorry. It's just me. Fire and death."
Chloe chuckles. Adorable angry Chihuahua.
"Easy there, Smaug, you're more like a hobbit" she says, getting closer and taking her jacket off easily, adding a wink "I'm so good at getting you undressed. I should do it more."
In other times maybe Beca would have laughed and continued with the flirty jokes. But last night's memory was still fresh on her mind, not that she kept thinking about it every break she had on work, so everything she does is blush hard and choke.
"So what's wrong?" asks Chloe, squeezing her shoulder softly in comfort.
"Just Sia being a pain in the ass" Beca mumbles, looking at the ground while Chloe takes her hand, heading to the kitchen.
"What an ungrateful little thing you are!" laughs Chloe, being the little ball of sunshine she is.
"Oh, fuck off"
"Wow, harsh" Chloe just grins , because, honestly, it's just Beca being rude and complaining about every single thing "Well, there's pancakes for dinner! I guess I can form a smiling face on them for you"
"I just… let's just go to bed, will we?" she says, still not looking Chloe in the eyes.
The ginger is now worried. Of course Beca always complain, but there's a behavior she had hardly seen, the constant frowned eyebrows and all the not looking in the eye stuff. And going to bed before dawn and refusing her pancakes? Something is actually wrong.
"It's still seven, Becs, you never go to bed that early. Won't you work on some mixes or anything?"
"Not today" she replies to the ground, wrinkling her nose.
Chloe hesitates.
"Fine, I'll just work on some choreography for the kids and catch up with you later, alright?"
"Right"
After Beca leaves, Chloe take her notebook on her hands and open it.
She was probably having a bad day, Chloe knew that the girl had not slept well last night, and the ginger feels a little guilty about it, and she still has to deal with the new pressure working with a demanding Sia and add this to the whole thing happening with Jesse, Beca must be feeling crushed.
And there is still the kiss, Chloe was drunk enough to feel brave, not to forget the whole night. She feels the blush on her cheeks and thinks that hopefully Beca blamed all the episode on the alcohol.
Chloe sighs, realizing she can't pay even a slight amount of attention on her work right now. She drops the notebook and climbs the stairs, crawling on the bed where Beca is lying on her stomach, the usual head-buried-and-members-stretched-everywhere position. She laughs softly and passes one of her legs over Beca's body, sitting on her back. She feels the girl startling with the contact.
"Smaug needs a back rub right now." It's not even a question
Chloe receives a groan in complaint, muffled by the bed.
As soon as her hands starts to travel on Beca's back she can sense her body getting tense and still like a bloody statue.
"You know it doesn't work if you get that tense."
And she squeezes sensible and hard places, undoing the knot on the girl's shoulder, the way she knows Beca secretly likes.
When Beca's body is slowly relaxing over the massage she suddenly feels Chloe hands slip under her shirt and rub her bare skin gently. Chloe's actually warm hands feels like cold on her body apparently on fire. That and the feeling of Chloes thighs around her give her aggressive shivers.
An almost inaudible moan escapes her mouth, and before both of the can realize what just happened Chloe's phone rings.
The ginger gets off Beca and grabs her phone on the nightstand next to the bed. Without looking to the call ID she picks it up."Hi?"
"Hey, Chloe! Thanks for picking up, it's Jesse. How you doing?"
"Jesse?" she looks at Beca, who lift her head and mouths a no. Chloe sighs silently "I'm doing good, and you?"
"Fine, I guess." She can hear he sigh too on the other side of the line and she feels pity. Jesse is a hell of a good guy who loves Beca, he doesn't deserve such a mess on their relationship "You know about Beca?" he asks weakly "She is not answering my calls since last night, I'm worried, is she there?"
She can sense the hurt on his voice.
"She's lying on bed right now" It's not really a lie.
"That way?" he asks referring about how Beca lays.
"Yes, that way."
Another sigh and a soft laugh.
"Okay, tell her I wanna talk and also that I love her and I am sorry for scaring her"
"I'll tell her"
"Thanks, man"
Chloe put the phone down and looks to a quiet Beca.
"Well, what the heck, Beca? Why don't you answer his calls?" she asks, giving Beca a feeble kick. The girl slowly rolls to lay on her back and face Chloe, who assumed the position with crossed arms and furrowed eyebrows.
Beca stares Chloe's bright blue eyes for maybe too long, and then her gaze slips to the girl's lips, she bites her own, remembering the taste of it. The answer that escapes from her mouth surprises both of them.
"I am thinking about breaking up with Jesse"
Am I?
And she is. The Marry Me Question had to happen to Beca realize she is not actually happy with Jesse. Alright, she has loads of fun when she is with him, and she likes and cares about him a lot, but more like her best pal, nothing more. Besides, when she think about marrying someone all that comes to mind is waking up with pancakes, kisses before going to work, telling is not a burglar when she arrives home to receive a hug and have her jacket undressed, back rubs and night talks looking to the sky. I mean, she can't stand to think she wouldn't have all of that for the rest of her life.
"I mean, I am already married with you" she says, trying to make a joke of it.
"We are not married!" Chloe blushes.
"Dude, we are a little married"
"Ok, fine, we are."
"So, that way I won't be cheating on you"
"Beca, can you please stop kidding about this right now? Because to finish your four years relationship is hella serious"
Beca grunts, pressing her hands on her face.
"I should have never adulted"
Chloe rolls her eyes:
"Are you ok?"
"This will hurt him so much"
"You should talk to him and try to figure it out"
"Maybe tomorrow" she says rolling on her stomach again "I just want to be with you now" it comes out so low and muffled that she expects Chloe not to hear it.
"Sorry?"
"Said I just want to watch kung fu now"
Chloe frowns and laughs softly, well that is news, she thinks.
"I think we might have Kung Fu Panda, weirdo" she replies, dragging Beca by her arm, forcing her to get out of the bed and head to the movie room.
"Whoa. Changed my mind, want to sleep."
"Now you'll watch it with me"
"Dude."
"Now"
Beca stumbles on the final step of the stairs and fights to stand straight while Chloe just loses it and start laughing "Nice parkour, Mitchell. Now stop being such a badass rad sport lover. Po is waiting us"
"I don't want to watch a freaking Panda fighting freaking kung fu" she says, but then stops and raises her eyebrows "why does this actually sound fun?"
"Told ya"
"What's next? Watch penguins fight crimes?"
"You know there's a movie about it, right?"
"Disney" Beca snorts shaking her head in disapproval.
"It's dreamworks"
"Same" she says, shrugging "We should watch something like The Terminator or anything as badass as me. Maybe khaleesi killing more people"
"No violence"
"Oh, because a Panda beating people's asses is not violence"
Later Chloe had to take a secret snapchat of Beca totally losing her shit over the movie.
"Such a badass you are" she giggles, kicking gently the small body on the other side of the sofa. And without warning, Beca grabs a pillow and attacks Chloe, who was innocently lying down totally unprepared and try to scream "unfair!" while Beca gets on top of her and try to asphyxiate her with the pillow, laughing hard of the ginger's despair.
Finally, when Beca gets weak of laughing, Chloe manages to hold her wrists and the girl falls over her, body pressed against her own, head on her neck, still laughing of Chloe's face.
Definitely she couldn't live without that. Neither could Chloe.
She doesn't need marriage, because she already has a home.