Summary: Chloe wants to go for a walk in the storm with Beca and Beca is really bad at saying no to her.

Mid-october, 9pm on a Friday night. The trees outside the Bellas house creaked as the wind howled through them. Rain lashed the concrete of the path leading to the front door while the cracking sound of thunder rippled through the walls, alerting everyone of the storm outside. Flashes of lightning bolted through the blinds in Chloe's room as she sprinted through the house to find everyone else.

Chloe loved storms. Ever since she was a young girl, something about them fascinated her in a way she just couldn't explain. The way the white-hot strikes of lightning tore apart the darkened night sky and the powerful roar of the thunder echoed through the streets made her feel so alive and connected to the earth.

The redhead was determined to go out in the storm; she wanted to experience it, live it and breath it. And she was hopeful that at least one of the other Bellas would be willing to go with her.

She darted between each of the rooms and bedrooms in the house, trying to rally everybody to go outside before the storm was over, but was met with a series of rejections ranging from "what the hell is wrong with you?!" to "you've officially lost your mind". So with one more Bella left to ask, she made her way up to Fat Amy and Beca's room and found Beca working on the set for the Bellas next performance.

"Hey, you wanna go for a walk with me?" Chloe asked with a hopeful glint in her eye

"Right now? Like, out there? In the storm?!" Beca responded, pointing towards the windows that were being battered by the rain.

"Yeah, I love storms. I wanna walk in the rain and just experience it all."

"No freaking way, dude." The brunette replied as if the question had offended her.

"Please Beca, nobody else will go with me."

"Then go alone... if you're crazy enough to!"

"But it'd be so much better with you. Please?" The redhead pleaded.

At this point Beca realised it was no use arguing any longer.

Aside from the fact that the sad puppy eyes Chloe had fixed on her would lead to her caving in eventually anyway, she knew that leaving Chloe to venture out into the storm by herself would be a really dick move to make and she'd only have to suffer the consequences later when the redhead would return home, soaked through and heart-broken that she had to go alone.

"Ugh fine." She answered, eliciting a high pitched squeal from her friend.

Once they were wrapped up in their coats and boots, the pair made their way outside and into the heavy storm.

They walked side by side in the middle of the road, aware that nobody would dare drive in weather like this, and Beca listened as Chloe carefully explained to her how when she was younger, she would sit by her window whenever there was a storm and wish desperately that she could go outside in it but her parents would never let her.

And despite the fact that the rain was soaking through Beca's jeans, making them feel cold and heavy, she couldn't help but feel thankful that she'd agreed to go outside with the redhead and got to watch as Chloe's excitement for the storm practically lit up their dark surroundings.

After a few more minutes of walking side by side, both staring up at the lightning filled sky in silence, Chloe spoke up again.

"Have you ever made out with someone in the middle of a storm?"

"Uhh, no. I haven't." The brunette replied.

"Me either." The older woman added "I always really wanted to though. I imagine it'd be really incredible to just be there with that person, the rain soaking through your clothes and the lightning and thunder around you. Don't you think that'd be amazing?"

"Yeah, I guess it would actually."

Then there was a beat of silence as the conversation seemed to come to an end. Chloe continued walking beside Beca, contemplating something in her mind before deciding to voice her thoughts out loud.

"Kiss me." She said in a bold tone, her footsteps coming to a halt.

Beca's eyes widened as she also stopped walking "What?!"

"Come on, let's make out, right now."

"Oh my god, you have officially gone crazy!" The brunette declared.

"Why not? We're in the middle of a storm and we're the only two people here." Chloe reasoned "I just wanna know what it's like."

"You're so weird. Let's go home" The younger woman said, trying to surge away from the redhead.

"I'm not going home until you kiss me."

And that's when the de-ja vu hit Beca. This was exactly like the time when Chloe interrupted Beca's shower and refused to leave until they harmonised to Titanium together.

Chloe had gotten Beca into yet another awkward situation and was refusing to leave until Beca did what she wanted. The girl was relentless and Beca knew she was serious about not going home; she'd stand outside the entire night if she had to.

Beca sighed "If you tell anyone else ab-"

But her threat was cut off by Chloe's lips colliding with hers and her hands snaking around her neck.

It was a good few seconds before the brunette could register that Chloe was actually kissing her and she eventually began to kiss back, feeling the redhead's tongue swipe across her bottom lip slowly. Beca noticed the softness of Chloe's lips against hers and the way they tasted like that strawberry chapstick she was always putting on. She felt the redhead's tongue slip into her mouth and welcomed it with her own.

The kiss remained slow and passionate as it deepened, the younger woman's hands gliding over to Chloe's hips and resting on them gently. Then as the kiss came to a natural end, Chloe pulled away slowly, taking a step back and looked at Beca to see her eyes gradually flutter open.

"See, not so bad huh?" The redhead said.

"...I" Beca paused "It's...uh..." She paused again "That was..." She paused once more and a look of confusion at her inability to speak spread across her face.

"Beca?" Chloe said, trying to read the brunettes expression and understand what she was attempting to say.

"Y-You're... You're actually a really good kisser." She finally spoke.

A giant smile formed on Chloe's face as she took in the complement.

"Well good, so are you. That'll help for next time."

"Next time?" Beca responded, her eyes widening in panic.

But the redhead didn't respond as she already had her back to Beca, walking off back towards the house.

Unbeknown to Beca but the middle of a storm was only the first in a very long list of places and situations that Chloe had planned to kiss her.