Beca laid on her side of the bed as her eyes remained wide open. She wasn't sure how long they had been upstairs for but being this close to Chloe again was exciting her, but at the same time was awkward for her. She finally declared defeat on taking any sort of nap and quietly got out of the bed she and Chloe were sharing.
She made her way downstairs and into the kitchen where she saw a tall man with greyish brown hair sitting, reading the newspaper. He looked up and his big green eyes sparkled when he saw Beca.
"Beca," he greeted her excitedly. He got up and quickly approached her. She smiled as she gave him a hug.
"Hey Dave," she replied. "Long time no see."
"It is indeed. How have you been doing?" He pulled back and looked her up and down. "You look exhausted?" He frowned.
"I am. A long drive can do that to you," she shrugged.
"Good point. Well come sit down, did you want a cup of coffee?" Dave smiled.
"Sure, that sounds great actually." Beca pulled out the chair beside the one that Dave was sitting in and sat down. "So how's work?" Beca looked back and watched as the man poured her a cup.
"Oh it's busy. These new cars don't last as long as they used to, you know?" He looked back and smiled at her.
"I don't know, but I'll pretend for your sake I do." She smirked as she accepted the mug from Dave. She looked ahead and smiled when she saw a picture of her mother, Dave, Chloe and her hanging on the wall from her mother and Dave's wedding day. "I remember that day like yesterday," she pointed to it.
"As do I," he smiled. He retook his seat beside Beca. "You and Chloe had just started dating; I remember how nervous you were to ask her to come with you." He laughed when he saw Beca scrunch her face in embarrassment.
"Don't remind me. That was one of the most awkward conversations we've had to this day," she shuddered as thought back to it.
-2013-
Beca paced nervously around her studio as she waited for Chloe to arrive. She grabbed her phone and read 3:08Pm. Chloe was supposed to have been there at 2:30Pm. She was starting to worry. Just as she was about to call her, there was a knock at her door. She took a deep breath and opened it, smiling when she saw the redhead standing in front of her.
"Hey," Chloe leaned forward and kissed Beca's cheek. "Sorry I'm late. Work was crazy busy." Chloe sighed.
"It's okay; I was just about to call you actually." Beca smiled and moved to the side, allowing the other woman to enter.
"How was your day?" Chloe removed her shoes and grabbed Beca's hand, leading her to the couch. Both women sat down. Chloe leaned herself into Beca's side.
Beca nervously wrapped an arm around her and smiled. "It was okay, just had a meeting with my staff to discuss a possible karaoke night." Beca used her hand to tap her leg.
"Are you okay?" Chloe watched in amusement as Beca continued to play drums on her knee.
Beca cleared her throat. "Uh yeah, I'm fine." She gave Chloe a small smile.
Chloe's smile dropped and she stared at Beca intently. "No you're not. What's wrong?" Chloe shifted her body so that she was facing the other woman.
Beca shook her head. "Nothing," she replied.
"Beca…" Chloe's heart gradually sped up as she saw how nervous the other woman looked. "Talk to me," she pressed on.
Beca bit her lip as she stared at the other woman. She let out a long exaggerated breath before finally getting the courage to speak up. "I need to talk to you…" She started.
Chloe quickly stood up from the couch nearly knocking Beca over. "Oh my god, you're breaking up with me, aren't you?"
Beca's jaw dropped as she quickly followed the redhead's actions by standing up. "Chloe…" She started but was cut off by the other woman.
"We've only been dating a month. I've done everything to make sure we move slowly, I don't get it!" Chloe could feel the frustration build up.
"Chloe can you let me talk?" Beca was waving her hands in front of her to get the woman's attention.
"No. There's no need, I don't need to hear anything else!" Chloe huffed. She started to walk towards the door but was stopped by Beca, who grabbed a hold of her arm.
"Jesus Christ. I wanted to ask you if you would be my date to my mom's wedding, not break up with you!" Beca's chest heaved in and out as she stared her down.
"Oh…" Was all Chloe could say as she remained still and silent.
"Yeah," Beca replied nervously. She had not expected the conversation to go the route it had taken.
"Well why were you being so awkward about it? You had me so worried," Chloe frowned.
"Because…" Beca started. "It's not until December, which is nine months from now…"
"And?" Chloe raised an eyebrow.
"And…" Beca took a deep breath and quickly spoke as she exhaled. "IWasn'tSureIfYouWouldSayYesBecauseIt'sSoFarAwayAn dMaybeYou'reHavingSecondThoughtsAboutUsWhichWouldS uckBecauseIReallyLikeYou," she finished with a long breath.
Chloe stared at the other woman, comprehending everything she had just said. A grin slowly appeared on her face. "You're so fucking adorable," she grabbed the other woman and wrapped her arms around her.
"Why?" Beca whined.
"Because you got so scared to ask me such a question with an obvious answer," Chloe mumbled against her neck. She pulled back and stared at Beca. "Of course I would want to go with you. I told you I was in love with you, why would I be having second thoughts, you goof?" Chloe smirked.
Beca shrugged. "I don't know, I just really like you…I'm always worried of screwing this up," she sighed.
Chloe grabbed Beca by her cheeks and slowly leaned into her, pressing their lips together. She smiled as she pulled back and stared into her eyes. "Beca, there's nothing you could do in a million years to push me away and make me not like you," Chloe whispered.
Beca swallowed her saliva and blushed at the other woman's words. "Really?" She squealed, quickly clearing her throat. "Really?" She repeated.
Chloe giggled. "Really," she softly replied. She then leaned back into her once again and kissed her, deepening the kiss as she dug her finger tips into Beca's waist, tugging her ever so slightly closer to her. "Except cheating," Chloe mumbled against Beca's lips
Beca choked out laughter and shook her head. "You'll never have to worry about me cheating. I already have the perfect girl, there's nothing more I need." She pulled back and smiled.
"Good," Chloe whispered right before kissing Beca once again, leading her over to the couch as she did so. "Then you'll never have to worry about losing me."
-Present 2019-
"Beca?" Dave snapped her from her thoughts as he waved a hand in front of her face. "Earth to Beca," he smirked when he saw he had finally caught her attention.
"Sorry," Beca mumbled.
"I thought I lost you," He laughed. "Are you okay? You seemed really lost in thought just now," his smile faded into a frown.
Beca nodded. "I'm fine; just have some thing on my mind." Truth was Beca wasn't fine, whatsoever. She had no one to talk to about what she was going through except for Jesse who was all the way back in Atlanta. Truth was Beca could have really used someone to talk to, to cry to. But in reality, the only person she wanted to do those things with is Chloe and since that wasn't going to happen ever again, she swallowed her feelings and replaced whatever sadness she had inside of her with a smile.
"Okay, you know I'm here if you ever need to talk." Dave stared at her intently.
"I know," Beca sighed. "Thanks Dave," she smiled. Dave nodded and grabbed his newspaper once again, reading over it.
Beca cocked her head towards the hallway when she heard footsteps making their way down the stairs. Chloe waltzed her way into the kitchen, yawning.
"Well that nap helped more than I thought it would," she sighed.
"Well hello Chloe." Dave placed his paper down again and stood up, walking over to her. Chloe smiled as she accepted the man's hug.
"How are you Dave?" She enquired. Dave pulled back and sighed.
"You know, tired, getting old. The usual," he smirked.
"Well I hope that changes sometime soon for you," Chloe giggled.
Beca watched in amazement at how Chloe was acting. If Beca didn't know what was actually going on between them, she would have believed Chloe was legitimately happy.
"Coffee?" Dave asked.
Chloe nodded. "Sounds amazing, but sit down. I'll go grab it." Chloe went to walk to the kitchen but was stopped abruptly when Beca got up from her chair.
"I'll get it for you, Chlo." She walked past the other woman making Chloe have to do a double take.
"Thanks," she smiled as she took her seat across from Beca, beside Dave.
"So how are you girl's doing? We haven't heard much from you lately." Dave looked back and forth between them both.
"Good," they both quickly replied at the same time.
"That's good, anything new I'm missing out on?" He smiled.
"Nope, nothing I can think of." Chloe shrugged. Beca walked back over with her cup and handed it to her.
"Thank you," Chloe replied.
Dave raised an eyebrow at them both. "Something is off with you two," he looked at them both.
"Why would you say that?" Chloe tensed her entire body.
"It just is, I can tell." He continued to stare them both down.
Beca scoffed. "Quit being an ass, Dave."
"I'm not!" Dave shot out. "Something is going on. Last time you two were here for Christmas you both wouldn't spend more than a minute apart from one another. Just now Beca spent almost thirty minutes with me before you came downstairs. Then when Beca just brought you your coffee, you just said "Thank you," which is normal, for everyone else. Not you two though, you two are far too affectionate with one another for a simple thank you. So…" He trailed off. "What gives?"
Beca kept her eyes focused on her coffee cup, refusing to make eye contact with him, knowing how right he was. Chloe cleared her throat and shook her head.
"Nothing, I just woke up and I feel a bit out of it is all." She smiled. She reached her hand across the table and grabbed Beca's from her mug. Beca looked up and saw the other woman smiling at her. Chloe softly brushed her thumb against the back of her hand and looked over at Dave. "Everything is fine," she reassured him.
Both of them felt a familiar feeling in their stomach's as they continued to hold one another's hand. They hadn't given any means of affection in a long while, and had forgotten how nice it felt when they did so. Chloe looked back at Beca, and for the first time in four months, she gave her wife a genuine smile.
Beca's eyes sparkled as a small smile formed on her face. She almost lost herself in Chloe's eyes for a good ten seconds before she shook her head and cleared her throat, looking back at Dave. "So where's mom?" She asked.
"Did I hear that correctly, did I hear my name? Is my beautiful daughter actually wondering where I am?" A woman chimed in as she walked up the basement stairs.
"No, I don't recall saying your name." Beca rolled her eyes.
Chloe giggled and shook her head. "She's lying, she totally asked for you." Chloe looked over at Beca who had her face scrunched.
"She does love me!" Barb approached her daughter and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. She looked down at the table and noted that both girls were holding hands.
"Mom," Beca whined. She looked over at Chloe and smirked when she saw her laughing.
Beca couldn't believe how just one small form of human contact between the two of them helped ease a tiny amount of tension between them both. Chloe hadn't laughed in front of Beca in…well in reality she couldn't tell anyone how long it's been because she couldn't remember.
"Stop being such a baby. You're thirty-one now; your dear mother is getting old. You should be taking advantage of my kisses while you still can," she huffed.
"Please woman, you'll outlive us all and then some." Dave chimed in making everyone laugh. Barb cocked an eyebrow at Dave.
"Careful oh wonderful husband of mine, you may be proven correct later tonight if you keep it up." She smirked. Dave laughed and shook his head.
"I look forward to it," he winked.
"Gross," Beca muttered. Chloe laughed and squeezed Beca's hand reassuringly, making them both jolt in shock. They looked at one another in surprise. Chloe without thinking twice released Beca's hand and pulled back. Beca had to keep herself from protesting, almost forgetting the reality of the situation. She sighed and looked back at her mother.
"So where is Emily?" Beca looked back at her mother, who was grabbing plates from the cupboard.
"She should be here any minute," Barb smiled. "Be a dear, would you and Chloe mind setting the table in the dining room?" She asked.
Both women nodded and got up from the table, walking over to Barb. They grabbed the plates and headed towards the dining room. When they were out of earshot, Barb snapped her fingers at her husband.
"Well?" She asked.
"I got them to hold hands?" He replied, hoping it was enough.
"Oh big deal, holding hands is nothing! We need more," she whined in a hushed tone.
"Patience," Dave got up from his seat. He walked over to his wife and wrapped his arms around her. "Don't worry so much. I have a feeling everything will work itself out by the end of the holidays."
"How are you so sure?" She muffled into his chest.
Dave gestured his head towards the dining room, indicating for his wife to watch them closely.
Beca placed the forks down as Chloe was across from her placing the knives beside them. She looked up at Chloe and had caught her staring. Both of their eyes fixed on each other as they finished placing the utensils down. Beca couldn't stop a smile creeping up the corner of her lips as she watched Chloe. The redhead placed her last knife down and looked up, smiling back at Beca, letting herself get lost even if it was just for a moment, wanting to feel like it was back to the old days, to the days when they were still happy.
"See that? You can tell they still love each other, just by how they look at one another. They just don't realize it yet…they will eventually though." He smiled.