AN: this is a filler... chapter... thing. I'm trying to figure out what to do with the actual storyline, but wanted to post something. So here it is... Yeah!

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A touch, a moan. A pant, a groan...

Hands traveled up and down soft legs, stomachs, and arms; tracing invisible barriers into the flesh. Barriers that could only be breached by the two, and were completely off-limits to anyone else.

"Chloe..." A light nip landed upon the clavicle of the redhead, who in turn released a breathy sigh. Oh, how easily this brunette was making her come undone...

"Beca," the elder exhaled in return. "Are you sure about this?"

Lips crashed against their partnering pair with a sort of fervor not experienced previously by the duo. It was all so enticing.

There was not a moment of hesitation, "absolutely."

Taking her confidence as a cue, Chloe began to play with the soft hem of Beca's blouse. Soon, her emotions wouldn't be only things coming undone. Chloe grinned at this snide thought.

Then, out of no where, she heard the faint hum of Beca's voice.

"You dork..."

Everything suddenly began to slow.

Chloe opened her eyes and gazed up at a familiar, yet barely recognizable brown blob.

"Beca?" Chloe blearily began to blink, shaking off the grogginess that was residing within.

A warm hand began to gently run itself through the ginger tresses on Chloe's forehead. "The one and only," the brunette promised. "You fell asleep on me."

Oh, poop. She had. (And not in the literal way like she had hoped.)

"Oh, no... I'm sorry, Becs..." Chloe sighed with heavy disappointment. "We weren't even a minute in, were we?"

"Four minutes, actually... But it's okay."

Chloe slowly dragged a defeated hand down the length of her face before sitting up. "Should we watch it again?"

The brunette simply laughed in response. "Maybe tomorrow. I think you should get to bed for now."

A steely glance towards the television showed Chloe's sudden distaste with the object. Why did something so damn enticing have to be so damn relaxing? So relaxing, in fact, that it had put the ginger to sleep in mere minutes as her girlfriend tried to show her something important and personal.

"Alright," Chloe agreed while standing, "we'll try to watch 'The Tape of Your Past' tomorrow."

"Gross," Beca laughed. A split second later, she was silent and serious, "I mean, okay."

This all seemed very strange to her, but Chloe had insisted upon watching her graduation ceremony. It was a very odd request, but Beca needlessly complied. (Well, admittedly, after a lot of prodding.)

Chloe's groggy grin brightened. "You're too cute," she teased. At the mention of the word "cute", however, the events of Chloe's previous dream came flooding back; leaving the Ginger quiet and flustered.

"You're too strange," A half-pint insult from a half-pint girl.

"Thank you," Chloe gasped, still slightly out of it. Taking Beca's head in her hands, Chloe gave a soft kiss without giving her the chance to object. "... And goodnight."

"Goodnight," Beca returned with a shake of her head. A pause. "... Would you like some company?"

Chloe froze.

Beca never offered to sleep next to her like this. Not without a motive. Had the brunette some how known of her dream? Had she read her mind? Did Chloe mumble in her sleep?

No, no no. Absolutely not. Besides, this whole "company" thing wasn't even related to her dream. Right? It was just an honest invitation. Something she would take up even as friends.

"Do you need to ask?" Chloe shot the girl a confident grin. "Just don't stare when I strip in front of you."

"I'll try not to."

"Good."

"Perf."

"Perf?"

"Yeppers."

Beca laughed, "dude. Please stop."

With a wink, Chloe did a little dance and strode to her room; preparing for the night ahead.

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"Stop, that tickles."

"What, this?" Chloe gently shook her head so that pieces of her hair rubbed against the brunette's nose.

Beca had to lean back and cover her mouth immediately- fearing that she was about to sneeze.

"Yes," she huffed, "that."

Thin arms strongly secured themselves around Beca's frame, prepared to never let go.

"Okay," she whispered. Ever so slowly, Chloe felt her eyes begin to drift shut.

"You know I'm kind of disappointed."

Chloe buried her face into the crook of the smaller girls neck. "Oh?"

"You promised me some stripping."

"Oh. I did, didn't I..."

The duo fell into a comfortable silence once again, neither doing anything about the complaints that had been voiced.

"Would it be weird to say I love you?" Chloe's whisper was barely audible.

Beca smiled fondly, "depends on which way you mean it."

"I'm not sure yet."

"Then that's okay." A beat, "I love you, too."

"Which way do you mean it?"

Beca relaxed into the grasp of her best friend and girlfriend. "I'm not sure yet."

And for now, that was enough.

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