Title: See Her On The Weekends
Rating: M
Summary: A one night stand has been bothering musician Beca Mitchell for years. She never expects to see her again, until Twitter exchanges and a VIP ticket changes her entire world. G!P Beca. (terrible summary… sorry!)
A/N: This is along chapter, so I hope you enjoy it. Like, really, enjoy it. Anyway, next chapter is going to be full of Beckett, so be prepared for child cuteness overload.
May 2, 2015
Beca stood outside of her house in LA as the moving truck pulled away. Today was the day that Beca would say 'goodbye' to LA and start her new life over in San Francisco and she couldn't be happier.
The past week had been an absolute nightmare. Her record label wanted her to produce a new album within the next few months due to the coverage the song she wrote for Chloe got, which meant that she'd be having to travel back down to LA frequently to work. On top of that, Beca hated packing and she spent her whole week doing so.
She envied Chloe at this point, receiving many photos of her and Aubrey having paint wars in Beca's new house. She was grateful, though, that they had decided to help her out. Chloe helped Beca pick the perfect shade of green for Beckett's room, and when the furniture came in, she FaceTimed Beca so that Beca could help set his room up the way she wanted.
That was another thing that sucked about her week, not being able to see Chloe or Beckett. Sure, she got to FaceTime with her family, but it wasn't the same. Beca sure as hell didn't know how she was going to handle having to leave them constantly, especially with the pressure of working on a new album weighing in on her. If one week was bordering on the line of extreme torture, Beca didn't want to think of how bad it's be when they had to spend longer apart.
Beca didn't want to admit it yet, but her feelings for Chloe had grown so out of control, so strong, that the thought of spending so much time apart slightly broke her heart. She knew that they'd only been together for a little over a week, but Beca had already fallen hard for the redhead. It didn't help that they had a past, and that Beca spent four years thinking about Chloe prior to all of the events that led them to where they are now.
She takes one last look at her house after hearing the front door close and lock, seeing Stacie walk down the stairs to where Beca was standing.
"Well, this is it. You ready?" Stacie asks as she watches Beca stare at the house.
"Yeah, let's go." Beca turns away and starts walking toward the car. She was happy Stacie agreed to come up with her, knowing that eventually, her best friend would have to stay in LA where she lived. It was the only downside to Beca moving and she knew it'd be hard, but Beca knew it'd be worse living far away from Beckett.
The pair get into the car and prepare themselves for the five hour drive up to San Francisco, making light conversation as they pull onto the highway.
"So, Bree just texted me and said that everything's ready for tonight." Stacie mentions as they merge into the fast lane.
"Are you sure you guys are okay watching Beckett for an entire night?" Beca replies, gripping the steering wheel tightly as she keeps her eyes on the road.
"Duh. Your son is more fun than you are! At least he makes me laugh," Stacie jokes. "But really, you guys need a night to yourselves. I am going to assume in the days to come you won't be getting much of them."
Beca sighs knowing Stacie was referring to her upcoming album that she was about to work on. She appreciated that her best friend was willing to give her and Chloe a night to just themselves.
"Being famous sucks, sometimes. Can I quit?"
xxx
The drive dragged on as Stacie taps on the steering wheel, listening to some of Beca's old music. They had switched positions on Los Banos, Beca complaining about be too tired from waking up at the crack of dawn to help the movers. Beca was currently passed out in the passenger seat, head against the window, legs curled up in the seat, phone held in her hand. Making sure there was no traffic around her, Stacie quickly snaps a photo of Beca, sending it to Chloe.
Stacie (18:36): -photo- Your girlfriend is ridiculous. We'll be at your place soon.
Chloe (18:39): How the FUCK does she even sleep like that? lmfao
Stacie pulls off at the exit, making the short drive from there to Chloe's house. She sees Aubrey's jeep in the driveway, pulling in next to it. She throws the car in park, Beca stirring in her sleep.
"Hey, loser." Stacie pushed Beca's shoulder earning her a groan. "Wake up, dude."
"Fuck off," Beca hisses, covering her head to block out the sunlight.
"Fine, be that way. I'll just go hang out with your girlfriend all night for you while Aubrey watches Beckett. We'll have a blast."
Beca's eyes shoot open at Stacie's joke. "We're here already?"
"Yes, now get your ass out of the car before I push you out."
Beca stretches her body, extending her legs under the dashboard. Yawning, she unbuckles her seatbelt, grabbing the door handle with the other hand. The door flies open and Beca all but falls out of the car, causing Stacie to stifle her laughter. Beca rubs her back, groaning at the slight shock from hitting the ground.
"Well, that was a wake up call." She groans, pushing herself up from the ground.
Stacie gracefully exits the car, grabbing Beca's duffel bag from the backseat while the brunette regains her composure.
"You're a mess, Mitchell." Stacie shakes her head. Beca flips her off as the pair walks to Chloe's front door. The door was open, the storm door unlocked. They walk in the house and see Aubrey sitting on the couch, surrounded by paperwork.
"Chloe and Beckett are..."
"Out back." Stacie and Beca say simultaneously.
"I'll stay here," Stacie says, pacing toward Aubrey and joining her on the couch.
Beca nods, walking toward the sliding glass door. She opens it and feels the breeze rush past her body. Chloe and Beckett are outside playing soccer, and Beca's heart melts when she sees Beckett kick the ball into the goal.
"Woo, go Beckett!" Beca calls out from the porch, causing Beckett to drop everything and go running towards his mom. Beca picks him up and spins him around in circles. "Hey, munchkin."
"Hi momma. I missed you." Beckett nuzzles his nose into Beca's neck as he hugs her tightly.
"I missed you, too, baby." Beca coos as she presses a kiss to his cheek. Chloe comes walking up, smiling widely at the two. "I missed you, as well, Miss Beale."
Chloe chuckles, leaning in and pressing a kiss to Beca's lips. "You're such a nerd. Who knew that bad-butt Beca Mitchell was really just a softie?"
Beca uses her free hand to playfully push Chloe, laughing as the redhead fake scoffs, pretending to look offended.
"You wound me, Beale." Beca feigns hurt. "Beckett, tell mommy to stop being mean."
"Mommy play nice!" Beckett giggles, poking Chloe on the nose.
"Two Mitchell's against one Beale? Unfair!" Chloe playfully retorts. "I'm out numbered!"
Beckett and Beca both stick their tongues out at Chloe, causing the redhead to roll her eyes.
"You're both children."
"YEP!" Beca and Beckett reply in unison, both sporting the infamous, goofy Mitchell smile.
The trio walks inside, Beca setting Beckett on the ground and telling him to go get his backpack. Chloe had packed an overnight bag for Beckett, thankful that Aubrey and Stacie agreed to watch him all night.
Beca and Chloe stand in the kitchen, eyes glancing over at Stacie and Aubrey who are way too into their own conversation to realize that Beca and Chloe were right there. Chloe leans forward, her lips barely grazing Beca's. Beca's head gets dizzy at the minimum contact, wanting more and now, but acknowledging that they'd have to wait until their friends and son were gone.
"I can't believe you're really here," Chloe whispers. "Like, I know you're here... But that you're going to be here constantly. I never imagined it. I thought that you'd stay in LA, to be honest."
"At first, I was going to, but then I came up here for Beckett's birthday and I couldn't imagine being far away from either of you." Beca wraps her arms around Chloe's waist, holding her close. "I always felt this connection with you, even through these four years where I had no idea who you were. I know we've only formally known each other for a few weeks, but I'm happy that we're giving this a shot."
Chloe smiles, a twinkle in her eyes. Beca lifts her head and presses a kiss to Chloe's forehead.
"Me too, Becs." Chloe melts into Beca's kiss. Forehead kisses were by far her favorite; well, any kiss from Beca was her favorite, but there was something so damn adorable about forehead kisses.
The couple can hear Beckett running down the stairs and break apart and he comes flying into the kitchen.
"You ready to stay the night with Auntie Bree and Stacie?" Chloe asks, kneeling down to Beckett's level and fixing his shirt that had moved due to his backpack.
"Yep. Auntie Bree told me we get piz-sa!" Beckett smiles.
"Pizza? I'm jealous." Chloe wraps her arms around her son, picking him up.
"Momma can we go to tha park to... to-mar-ROW?"
Beca leans forward and kisses Beckett's cheek. "Whatever you want, champ."
Beca can see Aubrey and Stacie get up from the couch and walk towards them, Aubrey's briefcase clutched in her right hand.
"We love you, Beckett." Chloe says sweetly, kissing Beckett's forehead as she hands him over to Stacie.
"Love you mommy. Love you momma!"
"Thank you guys so much for doing this." Beca replies gratefully.
"It's not a big deal," Aubrey shrugs before winking. "Have fun tonight."
xxx
Chloe and Beca found themselves outside of The Mix, the bar that started it all. They had gone for a very quick dinner at In-N-Out before deciding to go back to where they first met. Memories flood through both of their minds as they walk in, hand in hand.
"I never thought I'd be back here." Chloe yells loudly over the music.
"This is where it all started." Beca replies, smiling as she remembers the scene perfectly.
Chloe returns the smile as they make their way to the bar. Chloe orders an AMF and a shot of Jack Daniel's Tennessee Honey for Beca.
"I can't believe you remembered the drinks we got."
"Well, it was a hard moment to forget, Casanova." Chloe smirks as she gulps her drink down. It was extremely strong, but she didn't care. Tonight was about her and Beca.
Beca downs her shot with ease, feeling the burn as it slid down her throat. She honestly never thought that they'd be where they are now. Beca was glad that her life had turned out the way that it did, even if she knew the road wasn't always going to be smooth.
"I was so bold that night." Beca chuckles, shaking her head. She orders another round of drinks, waiting for the bartender to pour them.
"You were so hellbent on getting me to go back to your hotel with you." Chloe smirks. "It worked, though."
"And now we have a beautiful son." Beca's smile beams in the low light of the bar. She picks up her shot glass, handing on to Chloe. "To us, to Beckett."
It was around ten o'clock when the couple finally makes it back to Chloe's house. They had decided to take an uber home, knowing that they drank way too much in the two hours they were there. They sloppily make their way into Chloe's house and immediately, Beca's lips are on Chloe's.
Chloe grabs the collar of Beca's shirt, pulling her closer as Beca deepens the kiss. They drunkely make their way to the staircase, lips never leaving the others. They break apart only to hurry upstairs and into Chloe's bedroom.
Beca knows that they shouldn't rush something like making love, being a new couple, but with Beca's soon-to-be busy schedule, she knew that they wouldn't find much time somewhere else and she needed Chloe. Beca feels Chloe's lips attack her neck as they stumble backwards into the room, kicking their shoes off as they make their way toward the bed. Beca's thighs hit the edge of the bed and she could feel Chloe press into her front as she nips away at the brunette's neck.
Beca rolls her head back as Chloe's teeth graze over her skin, sucking on her pulse point before peppering the bruise with kisses. Beca pulls Chloe away from her neck, hooking her hand behind Chloe's head and crashing their lips together.
Chloe pushes Beca onto the bed, crawling on top of her girlfriend and straddling her hips. Her hands find the hem of Beca's shirt, her fingertips dancing across Beca's exposed skin. Beca's burning up at the sensation and grabs Chloe's waist, pulling her closer before flipping them over, knees on either side of Chloe.
Beca reaches for the buttons on her plaid shirt and starts unbuttoning them, throwing her shirt to the side as she reconnects their lips. Beca's hands roam all over Chloe's arms, realizing that the sleeveless button up needed to go. Beca takes her time undoing every button on Chloe's shirt, never breaking eye contact with her ocean blues. When her shirt is open, Beca leans down and presses kisses to her neck, moving down past her collarbones. Chloe throws her head back at the touch of Beca's lips against her as the brunette trails further down onto her stomach.
Beca's nails drag across Chloe's jeans, causing the redhead gasp in pleasure and crave more. While Beca continues the assault on her stomach, Chloe manages to throw her shirt onto the ground. She grabs Beca's hand and leads her back up, pulling her into a bruising kiss. Beca can feel Chloe's teeth graze her lower lip, causing her to buck her hips forward, their jeans creating friction.
Chloe reaches between their bodies and her thumb magically works the button of Beca's pants open. She dips her hand in and over Beca's boxer briefs, she can feel her girlfriend growing hard.
"Shit, Chloe." Beca hisses out as she presses her body against Chloe's hand.
Chloe smirks at the reaction that she had caused in Beca, slowly removing her hand and hearing Beca whimper at the loss of contact. Chloe reaches around her back and unhooks her bra, letting it slide down her arms and exposing her perfectly rounded breasts. Beca inhales deeply, knowing now that this is exactly where the night was leading. She moves her left hand up to Chloe's breast, cupping it gently before caressing the nipple which hardens at her touch. Chloe let's out a breathy moan as she arches her back, Beca now paying attention to her other breast.
Beca's other hand trails down Chloe's side, stopping at the button of her jeans. In one swift movement, Beca unbuttons Chloe's jeans. Moving her other hand away from Chloe's chest, Beca hooks her fingers into the belt loops of Chloe's pants, slowly rolling them down her legs. Chloe helps Beca by kicking the jeans off once they reach her feet. Beca pulls down her own jeans and removes her bra before slowly making her way back up to Chloe, trailing kisses along the insides of her thighs when she does.
Beca places a soft kiss over Chloe's clothed center, causing the redhead to writhe under her. They lock eyes and Beca smirks, eyes growing darker and more sultry as Beca reaches Chloe's lips.
Chloe can feel Beca's member press against her center and she's losing it, already. Beca feels Chloe's hips buck into her and she swore that if this grind fest continued any longer, she'd have blown a load by now.
Beca moves her hands to the waistband of her boxer briefs, pushing them down and shimmying out of them, allowing her member to spring free from its slight confinement. She hooks her fingers through Chloe's panties and all but nearly rips them off. She spreads Chloe's leg, settling in between them while hovering over Chloe.
Chloe can feel the underside of Beca pressed against her pelvic region and she smirks, swiftly opening the nightstand drawer and pulling out a condom. Call her prepared, call her what you will, but they definitely didn't need another kid. She rips open the packaging with her teeth and sits up, her eyes level with Beca's stomach.
She rolls the latex barrier down Beca's shaft, winking to the brunette as it reaches the base. Beca leans down and captures Chloe's lips with her own, slowly pushing her back down until her girlfriend's back hit the pillow.
"You sure about this?" Beca breathes out, consent always being a thing she asked for instead of assuming that this was where the night was headed.
"Always so noble," Chloe smiles, admiring Beca's need to ask. She didn't blame her, though. The two hadn't had sex since the night Beckett was conceived and she knew Beca was making sure they were ready to take this step in their newfound relationship. "I'm ready if you are."
Beca didn't need any other form of confirmation. She kisses Chloe passionately, giving herself a few pumps before lining the head up with Chloe's entrance. The initial penetration is slow, both of them gasping as Beca filled Chloe up.
This was nothing like the first night they had slept together. No, this was more intimate, more passionate, more emotional. Chloe grabs on to Beca's back as the brunette starts slowly pulling out before thrusting back in. Chloe's hip buck with every thrust, causing Beca to hit that spot.
The thrusts get more frantic and wanting as the sound of their skin slapping against each other fills the room along with the echo of their moans. Beca's staring Chloe dead in the eye as her pace quickens, Chloe rolling her head back in pleasure while gripping her back.
"Fuck, Beca." Chloe moans out as Beca continuously hits her g-spot over and over. "Don't stop."
"Wasn't planning on it," Beca breathes out, moving her right hand to Chloe's leg, throwing it over her shoulder to push herself deeper into the redhead. Beca watches in awe as Chloe's breasts bounce with every thrust and she can't help but notice how beautiful Chloe was when she was about to come undone.
Chloe knows she's close, she can tell by the way her stomach does flips and the breathy moans exiting her mouth. Beca can tell, too, by the way Chloe's walls tightened around her member. Beca watches as Chloe's orgasm rushes over her like a wave, a high pitched moan leaving her lips, causing Beca to lose control and come undone mere seconds after Chloe.
Out of breath, Beca falls on top of Chloe, still buried in her as her orgasm simmers down. Chloe and Beca are breathing hard, sweat covering their foreheads that are now pressed together.
Chloe's hand finds its place on Beca's cheek, stroking it softly as they both come down from their high.
"You're amazing," Chloe rasps out before connecting their lips in a short, but sweet kiss.
"Nah, I think that's you." Beca smiles. She slips out of Chloe and quickly disposes the condom before coming back to the bed in cuddling into Chloe's side.
"You're right," Chloe says as Beca's head rests on her chest. "I forgot, bad ass Beca Mitchell has gone soft."
Beca looks at Chloe, sticking her tongue out. "Only after I came, which was after you by the way." Beca smirks, realizing that they both just made a penis joke.
"You're impossible, Beca." Chloe chuckles, running her fingers through Beca's unruly hair. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Be stuck with me and my badass-ness forever." Beca replies nonchalantly, yawning as she cuddles closer to Chloe.
"I guess so." Chloe kisses the top of Beca's head, hearing her breathing even out and assumes that the brunette has fallen asleep. "Hey Beca?" No response. "I know it's a little early, but I think I love you."
Chloe sighs, knowing that telling a sleeping Beca was the only way she'd let those words fall from her lips. Chloe closes her eyes, breathing in deep as she feels the sleep take over her.
Beca opens an eye, looking up at Chloe who is now sound asleep, having heard everything that she said.
"I think I love you, too, Chlo."
omgomgomg. did that just happen? Yes it did. ;)
