Prompt: "I can't smile at you, I'm mad."
A/N: Sorry it's been so long since my last update. I've been sick with vertigo and trying to sit up and type, when every head movement makes you want to throw up, is not ideal!
Chloe sighed softly and perched her hands on her hips as she shook her head. Beca and Aubrey had had another fight and she was getting tired of it. Aubrey's refusal to listen to anyone, including Chloe herself, was really grating on her nerves and her feelings for Beca (that she didn't quite understand yet… especially after they'd made out at a party a couple of days ago) wanted to make her scream at her blonde friend.
Instead, she took a breath and approached Beca, whose shoulders were stiff and whose vibes were of the fuck off kind.
"I think we need to get drunk as shit," she stated, tossing her red hair back over her shoulders. "Because I, for one, don't know how much more I can take of this."
"Not now, Chlo," Beca sighed, not wanting to take things out on her friend but frustrated with her for not trying to stand up to Posen more.
"The idea of copious amounts of alcohol can't even make you smile?"
Beca turned, holding up a hand. "I can't smile at you right now, Chloe, I'm too mad."
Chloe knew it was time. She had no choice. She released… The Eyes.
Beca's eyes widened a little as Chloe's eyes softened, gentled and twinkled just that little bit more than usual. "Oh no," she murmured, and a charming smile lifted the redhead's lips. Beca had seen The Eyes used on other people before, but this was the first time Chloe had used them on her. "Chlo," she said keeping her best scowl in place. "The Eyes aren't going to work on me. I'm just not in the mood for a crowd tonight."
Chloe eased closer and her finger moved down the front of the brunette's shirt to hook into the waistband of her jeans and tug gently. "I was thinking of something maybe a little more… alone together?" she said.
"Um…" Beca swallowed… hard. "I… um… Dude, are you…" She trailed off as she got lost in the ethereal blue pools.
"Propositioning you?"
"I was going to say asking me out… but sure that too."
"Yes," Chloe nodded, a sexy smirk lifting her lips this time. Then she leaned in and brushed them against Beca's.
The practice room suddenly went silent. Then "Get 'er, Shawshank!"
"Uhhh… Thanks, Amy," Beca immediately replied.
Chloe laughed softly as she cupped Beca's cheeks and pressed their foreheads together. "Sorry, I didn't intend to do that quite so publicly. You just looked so unha…"
But then the brunette's arms were around her waist, insistent lips were on hers, the Bellas were cheering, and Chloe was melting.
Beca couldn't help but smile.