A/N: Okay I saw this on Tumblr from the aca- awesome22-bechloe-street. I want a Bechloe au where Beca is going to propose to Chloe in a game of " Kiss, Marry Or Kill " and all the Bellas are in on it and one night their all playing and Stacie goes " So Beca, kiss, marry or kill with Chloe, Flo and Amy " and Beca says " Well.. Sorry Flo, I'd have to kill you, Amy pucker up... And I guess I'd marry Beale. " and Chloe is all like " Aw babe " then she turns to Chloe and just pulls out a ring and goes
"No seriously Chlo,
She was definitely worried when she enlisted the Bellas to help her with this. I mean, they aren't the best at keeping secrets, nor are they very good at subtlety. Beca wanted this to be absolutely perfect, because, you know, it's not every day she proposes to her girlfriend. She was nervous enough with the proposal on its own, but the way the Bellas were throwing suggestions at her, she felt even more uneasy. With Fat Amy insisting Beca tie the ring to a live dingo and Stacie suggesting she propose mid lap dance, it's safe to say that hope was dwindling.
"Why don't you ask her in a game?" Emily offers, barely looking up from her lyric book.
Beca looked at the girl curiously. "How would that work Legacy? Like, what game?"
Emily put down her book and smiled brightly at all the girls in the room. "Kiss, Marry or Kill."
The rest of the Bellas nodded and offered sounds of approval and it was decided.
Beca was never good with the whole feelings and commitment thing, but dating Chloe Beale for four years has opened her up to the concept a little more, but only with Chloe. She had thought this over for months. Ever since the retreat she'd had her decision that she was going to make that bubbly, over-excitable, puppy-like ginger her goddamn wife.
Beca and the other girls chose to conduct the cheesy, adorable, cute little proposal at their graduation party. Now, when I say 'party', I really just mean all the girls sitting in the living room of the Bella's house getting drunk off their asses on whatever Fat Amy and Cynthia Rose concocted. When the night arrived, Beca could barely face Chloe, her heart was hammering in her chest, her palms refused to dry and her leg wouldn't stop bouncing, to put it mildly, Beca was shitting herself. Chloe had to continually slap the DJ's knee to get her leg to stop bouncing. It was a habit the brunette had and it annoyed Chloe to no end.
Stacie noticed the brunette's nervousness and decided to get right into it, wasting no time for the smaller girl to over-think. "So, Beca. Kiss, Marry or Kill? Chloe, Fat Amy and Flo."
Beca took a deep ass breath to steady her voice before quipping, with all her mental strength, "Well...Sorry Flo, I'd have to kill you."
"That's okay Beca." Flo smiled. "If I was still in my country, I'd already be dead."
Beca laughed nervously, her voice luckily being hidden behind the ginger's airy giggle, making the knot in Beca's stomach tighten as she squeezed her fingers around the ring in her pocket.
"Amy...pucker up." She laughed as Fat Amy puckered her lips, making kissy noises. "And...I'd marry Beale."
Chloe turned to her and smiled. "Aww baby." She pinched the brunette's cheeks. "You have to say that. I'm your girlfriend" She pecked Beca's lips softly and Beca pulled back before pulling the ring out of her pocket and kneeling in front of the redhead.
"No, seriously Chlo, I'd marry you."
Chloe's eyes widened as she looked around the room at the smug looking Bellas before turning her cerulean eyes back to the woman kneeling in front of her. "Becs." She whispered between them.
"Guys?" Beca turned back to the Bellas, still on one knee. "She hasn't said yes. We didn't plan for this. Abort Abort." Beca stage whispered before being pulled back to face Chloe.
"You can't abort a mission halfway through Becs." She smiled warmly. "Of course I'll marry you, you idiot!"
Before Beca could comprehend what happened, she was being pulled into the ginger's embrace, her face being showered with kisses before a solid on landed on her lips.