A/N: So, I'm very late for Sunday's post, and this is incredibly short. I didn't have time to write this in advance like days 1-6, and I ended up having to rush back to my hometown for the weekend for work so couldn't get any writing time until very late last night. Was kinda hoping I could add more this afternoon after I got back to uni but class stuff took longer than expected, so this'll have to be it. Needless to say, I also won't be able to get the bonus day done, so this is the final chapter in here.

Bechloe Week 2017 Sunday 30th July Prompt: Pride

"Hey Becs?" Chloe grabbed Beca's attention away from her laptop, watching as her girlfriend took off her headphones and swivelled her desk chair around.

"Yeah?" Beca asked, with only a slight hint of annoyance - a significant improvement, Chloe noted, to the first time she'd interrupted Beca while she was mixing and had got the coldest glare she thinks she's ever seen.

"Pride's on tomorrow," Chloe explained, looking at Beca expectantly.

"Okay, and...?" Beca raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want to go?" Chloe asked, the corner of her lip curling in amusement as her girlfriend started rambling.

"But I'm not gay- I mean you're my girlfriend so I guess I am but- would it be weird to- I don't- why would we-"

"Beca," Chloe cut her off gently, fighting to hold back a laugh at how red Beca's face had turned. "Given what we were doing last night, and how much we've made out in the last few months, I am one hundred percent sure you're not straight. But it's okay if you don't want to go anyway."

"It's not that, it's..." Beca hesitated, before pushing herself up from the desk chair and shuffling over to Chloe on the bed, happily snuggling in to her girlfriends' side. "I don't know how to like... be gay. I kinda want to go once but I don't know what to do there," Beca mumbles, Chloe wrapping a comforting arm around her.

"There's not a certain way to be gay, Becs. You probably fit the stereotype more than me anyway..." Chloe pauses, fiddling with the corner of Beca's checked flannel to make her point. "That really doesn't matter, though. Pride is just to have fun and be loud and... I just like the idea of being wrapped in a rainbow flag with you in public, you know? It's the closest I can get to screaming how much I love you from a rooftop somewhere," Chloe turns uncharacteristically red as she finishes.

"I feel the same, you know. About wanting to tell everyone we're together," Beca admits, and it seems to trigger something in Chloe, who promptly shifts around to bring Beca's face towards hers, Beca quickly understanding the request and meeting her lips with Chloe's in a gentle kiss.

It progresses, though, and soon Beca is laid back on her bed with Chloe on top of her, Chloe's hands cupping her face and Chloe kissing her with such intensity that she feels like her whole world and existence is just Chloe. Not that she's complaining, of course.

"So, Pride?" Chloe asks again some time later when she pulls away, rolling off Beca before quickly cuddling up to her side.

"Okay, we'll go to pride."