Chloe usually wakes up in the middle of the night, but most nights she's alone in bed and just needs to adjust her pillows.

Tonight is different.

Even half-awake, and maybe still half-drunk, she immediately notices the arms wrapped around her waist, the body pressed against her back, and the cheek resting against her shoulder.

It had been a long night, and she would be lying if she said she remembered all of it. Actually, she had no recollection of going to bed with someone.

However, she's fully clothed, and she assumes that her current cuddle partner is too.

She doesn't want to disturb this mystery person by shifting to see who it is. So instead she gazes down at the somewhat pale arm that's loosely draped over her waist.

Right as she sees the chipped black nail polish, she recognizes the scent of the person spooning her.

But no - it couldn't be Beca Mitchell.

Her eyes catch the outline of headphones on her wrist in the soft moonlight.

It was Beca Mitchell.

Now, Chloe wasn't complaining about this at all. She would cuddle with Beca for the rest of her life if given the opportunity. She just had absolutely no idea how she got into this position.

Beca's arms tighten a little and Chloe catches her breath quickly, hoping Beca isn't waking up.

"Mmmmm... go back to sleep, Chlo. I can hear how loud you're thinking." Beca mumbles, pressing a light kiss to the exposed skin of Chloe's shoulder.

Chloe laughs quietly. "Okay, Bec. Promise you'll explain this to me in the morning instead of running off though."

Beca nods. "Mhmm. Now shh, I'm trying to enjoy being cuddling with the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen."

Chloe feels a deep blush spread across her cheeks and even down her chest and she's never been so glad that Beca can't see her.

"Heard that blush too." Beca says with a light laugh and another kiss, this one a little higher up.

"Shut it, Mitchell." Chloe teases back, sliding her hand down Beca's arm until she finds the dj's hand and slips hers into it. Then, she quickly drifts off into sleep again, knowing that Beca will still be there in the morning.