A/N: Hey, guys. I'm sorry I haven't been posting much lately. I've got finals and stuff to worry about. I should be writing more once I'm on break. Thank you to everyone who has given this a favorite or followed. Please leave reviews too. As I always say, it motivates me to write faster. Thanks, everyone!
Beca woke up the next morning with warm arms around her. She smiled, placing her own over them and pressed herself against the body behind her.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Chloe smiled, kissing the back of Beca's neck lightly. The action sent a chill down the brunette's spine, "Hmm, did that feel good?" she kissed Beca's neck, lingering there for a moment before doing so. It caused the same response. Chloe chuckled.
Beca managed to flip herself over, "Quit it," she giggled. She looked into light blue eyes, "We need to talk."
"About what?" the ginger asked, propping herself up on her elbow, "I didn't do anything wrong did I?"
"No, no, no," Beca reassured her, "It's not you. It's just...us. What are we? I mean, we haven't officially..." she trailed off. Chloe grinned at her. The brunette gave her a confused look, "What?"
"You are so cute," she giggled, "We're whatever we want to be." The redhead gave a soft smile while she brushed Beca's hair behind her ear.
"I'm not cute!" Beca blushed, "But what is it that you want us to be?"
Chloe grabbed the younger woman's hand, "What do you think the answer to that question is?"
The brunette looked down at their hands, "I don't know. I mean, I know that we confessed to each other, but that doesn't exactly mean that we're dating. Neither of us has really asked and I have been thinking about it a lot and that's what had me so distracted yesterday because I-"
"You ramble too much," the taller woman said, giving her a quick kiss to shut her up, "Beca Mitchell, I would really love it if you were my girlfriend."
Beca stared into the bright blue eyes in front of her and smirked, "Okay, I guess that's alright."
"Oh, shut up," Chloe laughed, kissing her again. This time Beca was able to kiss back. Much to her disappointment, Chloe pulled away just as quickly, starting to get up, "Let's do something today."
Beca groaned at the lack of contact, "How about we just stay in bed and cuddle all day?"
"You make a good argument," the redhead chuckled, "but we should go somewhere. I can take you on a date or something."
Beca rolled her eyes, "Really?"
"What's wrong with wanting to take my girlfriend on a date?" Chloe asked innocently.
Beca gave her a soft smile and stood up to wrap her arms around the taller woman's neck, "Absolutely nothing." Hearing Chloe call her that made the whole situation even better. She gave her a tender kiss, "Where do you want to go?" she asked, leaving their foreheads together.
"That's for me to know and you to find out," Chloe grinned, pulling away, "Get dressed. We're going out to brunch."
Beca stared at her as she started to head out, "How long have you been planning this?"
Chloe stopped in the doorway, "Long enough," she grinned at her before walking out to get her clothes.
Beca shook her head, "She never ceases to amaze me," she chuckled as she opened her closet door. She quickly got dressed and went into the bathroom to brush her hair and teeth.
The ginger had gone to the guest room and changed and was heading towards the bathroom to do the same. Once she did, she laughed, "Look at us. We're already doing things like this," she smiled, looking at the brunette in the mirror they were sharing.
"Oh, shut up. It's not like we haven't done this before. I mean, we did it in college, right? We were practically dating then. If it weren't for Jesse we-" Beca looked at the sink, stopping herself from saying anymore. Chloe noticed this.
"We what?" she asked, looking at her girlfriend.
"N-nothing," Beca stuttered, "Forget I said that."
"Beca..." Chloe started.
"Can we just talk about it later, please?" Beca looked up at the older woman, her eyes pleading just as much as her voice was.
"Okay, I'm sorry," Chloe looked into her dark blue eyes, "You can tell me anything you want, but you don't have to say anything you don't want to. Please don't ever think you have to tell me something when you're not comfortable with it."
Beca smiled at the other woman, "Don't apologize. It's okay and I promise I'll tell you when I'm ready."
Chloe smiled back, "Okay," she hugged to shorter woman.
"So where are you taking me to brunch?" Beca asked.
"I told you, that's for me to know and for you to find out. If you hurry up, then we can get there sooner," the ginger replied.
"You're the one still getting ready," Beca smirked.
Chloe laughed, playfully pushing the other woman, "Shut up."
Beca lifted her hands in surrender, "Okay, okay," she said, walking out of the bathroom and into the living room to wait for Chloe to finish getting ready.
After what seemed like long enough, Beca walked towards the bathroom, "Chloe, come on!" she called as she rounded the corner. When she did, she found the redhead practically tackling her, "What the hell?" she laughed.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to come get me," she grinned.
"Come on, dork. Let's go on this date," the younger woman smiled, "The sooner we get there, the sooner we can come home and cuddle and stuff."
"And stuff? What kind of stuff?" Chloe winked.
Beca lightly pushed her girlfriend, "Shut up, you know what I meant. Keep this up and I won't even go on this date with you."
Chloe pretended to pout, "But Becaaa-"
"Let's go," Beca laughed, knowing the taller woman was joking. She grabbed her hand, linking their fingers together and headed towards the door.
"Okay," Chloe grinned, looking down at their hands.
When they got to the car, Chloe insisted that she drive so the surprise wouldn't be ruined. As they headed to the place the ginger wanted to surprise the younger woman with, Beca admired Chloe. She admired her beauty and her thoughtfulness and in that moment, she realized just how much she loved the woman sitting in the driver's seat beside her. She reached up to Chloe's right hand on the wheel and intertwined their fingers once more, "Chloe?" she was going to tell her.
"Yeah?" the older woman asked, glancing at her for only a moment, trying to stay focused on where they were heading.
"I...uh," Beca was trying to say it, but was having trouble.
"What?" Chloe asked again.
"I wanted to thank you for coming back to me," Beca mentally kicked herself. She couldn't even tell the woman she loved her after all these years.
Chloe grinned, bringing thier hands up to their mouth and kissing the back of Beca's hand, "I could never stay away from you forever. Thank you for not being mad at me after all these years."
"I couldn't be mad at you," the brunette smiled, looking at their hands.
The taller woman gave a soft smile, "You should be, but I'm glad you're not."
"Why do you think I should be mad at you?" Beca asked as Chloe turned a corner to a part of the town Beca wasn't familiar with.
"It's just," Chloe started. It took her a moment to form the right words in her brain, "I left. I gave up when I should have fought for you. I should have tried a long time ago. Then I just decided to up and leave. I didn't even look back and I will always feel so terrible about that. I'm just glad you decided to let me in and forgive me."
"Chlo, listen. You mean everything to me, okay? Even if I was mad at you, I would have known that and got over it," Beca told her. She glanced out the window, "Where are we?"
That made Chloe grin, "I may have found a place kind of like the first place we ever did anything together." She pulled up to a small shop that read "Gill's Cafe."
"You are literally the cutest ever," Beca took her seatbelt off and leaned over to hug her girlfriend. When she started to pull away, Chloe pulled her in for a soft kiss. Every time they kissed, Beca still got butterflies and felt like she was flying. She loved every second of it. Even if they only lasted that long.
"No, that'd be you. Come on, let's go inside," the redhead got out of the car and walked around to the passenger's side, holding Beca's hand after she got out of the car, "This is okay, right?"
"Yeah," Beca smiled, "I don't care what people think, Chlo. Actually, I want them to know that you're mine. That way they'll know they'll have to deal with me if they try anything."
"There's my little badass," Chloe giggled. Beca laughed and opened the door for her, "But she's got a softspot for redheads."
"An insanely beautiful redhead," the brunette corrected her.
Chloe looked around the room, "Oh, are you talking about that one?" she asked as they walked in. There was a young redheaded girl cleaning a table.
"Hmm, no. I'm talking about my girlfriend," Beca looked up at her.
"She must be lucky," Chloe replied.
"No, I'm the lucky one," Beca winked.
They sat down at a table, discussing what they wanted. They both agreed on coffee and whatever else they wanted. When the redheaded girl came to take the order they both gave what they wanted and waited for it to come out to them. First the girl came back with their coffee.
"Thank you," Chloe smiled at her.
"Not a problem," she smiled back at her as she left.
Beca looked around at the place. The setup was almost exactly like the cafe they first went to together. The ginger saw the younger woman in the courtyard by herself and Chloe walked right over and asked her to come to a cafe with her. She practically dragged Beca there. She smiled at the thought.
"What are you smiling about?" the older woman asked.
"I was just thinking about the first time we went to that cafe near Barden together," Beca said, smiling at her, "About how you practically dragged me there. I really did not want to go, but I figured I probably should because the last time I refused you, you ended up ambushing me."
Chloe laughed, "Smart choice."
"I'm glad I went. Though I probably wouldn't have minded another visit," Beca winked.
"Oh," the redhead raised her eyebrows, "I'll keep that in mind."
Beca chuckled, "Okay."
They continued to sip on their coffee and talk until their food came. Once they got their food, they talked a little less. The quickly finished and Chloe insisted on paying because she's the one that wanted to take Beca on a date. Beca agreed only if she let her pay the tip. She gave the redheaded waitress a generous tip for being so kind.
"You do have a soft spot for redheads," Chloe joked, getting in the driver's seat again.
"She was just nice, that's all. Plus, I have too much money and not a lot to spend it on," the brunette said, "Well, now I do."
Chloe smiled and put the car in drive heading back home. They walked to the living room and sat on the couch when they got home. Beca laid down with her head in the redhead's lap. She stared up at her bright blue eyes and couldn't help but smile.
The older woman turned the TV on and they watched it for a while before Beca sat up, "What's the matter, dear?"
Beca laid the other way, "Come cuddle with me."
Chloe happily obliged, laying on top of Beca, her head on the brunette's shoulder. Beca wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. She kissed the top of her head. The DJ knew she loved Chloe. She knew she'd told her in a drunken state, but Chloe couldn't remember that. She'd loved the redhead since her freshman year of college. What was so hard about telling her? It was supposed to be easy. She was making it harder than it needed to be. She decided to try again.
"Hey, Chloe?" Beca looked at the ceiling.
"Yeah, babe?" the redhead looked up at her.
Beca looked down into her eyes and smiled. She managed to give her a light kiss, "I love you," she said.
Chloe's face brightened into a huge grin, "I love you too, Becs."