That morning Beca woke up with her head pounding. She grunted when she opened her eyes and saw the sunlight seeping into the room. Without surprise she woke up with Chloe in her bed, this time the ginger was curled into her. She smiled, faintly remembering the night before. She remembered they had kissed and settled down later that night, watching a movie.
The DJ didn't want to move, as to not waking Chloe, but her ever increasing headache from the hangover was agonizing. She sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Chloe stirred in her sleep, searching for Beca as the brunette got up and closed the curtains all the way. She went into the kitchen and got a glass of water and took a couple Advil. After starting the coffee maker, she heard footsteps, "Hey," she smiled, seeing Chloe walk out from the bedroom with messy hair, half asleep.
"Advil," Chloe said with a hoarse voice.
"Well, good morning to you too," Beca chuckled, handing her the Advil and the rest of her glass of water.
After popping the Advil in her mouth and downing the rest of the water, Chloe sat at the table, groaning, "Ugh, what happened last night?"
Beca's smiled faded, "How much do you remember?"
"Um, some jerk was flirting with me and wasn't getting the hint until you came over and that's about it," Chloe scratched her head, trying to think.
"Oh..." the younger woman looked at the ground. She knew Chloe was too drunk to remember. She shouldn't have gotten her hopes up. The redhead was too drunk. That's probably the only reason she did it.
"What? Did something happen?" Chloe looked up at her friend, trying to read her expression.
Beca smiled at her friend, "Oh, I only told him to go find someone who was interested or he'd be escorted out and he left," she lied.
"You're such a badass," Chloe giggled. She got up and grabbed a couple coffee mugs when she looked past Beca and saw the coffee was done, "I'll get it, you go ahead and chill out. You look like you had a pretty rough night too. You didn't bring some guy home, did you?" she teased.
"First off, you would know if I did. We sleep in the same bed. Second, it could as well have been a woman as a man," the DJ walked into the living room without looking at the older woman.
Chloe was left in the kitchen, mouth agape, "What?!" she quickly poured the coffee and ran after her as best as she could without spilling the coffee, "Okay, missy, we're talking. Since when?"
"Since forever?" Beca took one of the cups from her friend, taking a sip.
"No way," Chloe was astonished.
"Sorry if that's such a big deal. You don't have to sleep in my bed anymore if it creeps you out," Beca looked into the dark liquid in the cup.
"No, no, no," the ginger shook her head, "It's not a big deal, I just had no idea. How come you never ended up with a chick in college? I mean, hello, it's the place for experimenting."
Beca chuckled, "Just because I'm bisexual doesn't mean I'm a cheater, Chlo."
Chloe's face turned red, "T-that's not what I meant-"
The shorter woman laughed, "I'm just kidding. I know what you meant. It's just fun to mess with you sometimes." She was trying to hide her sadness about Chloe forgetting about their encounter last night. So far it was working.
The redhead playfully slapped her arm, "Jerk," she grinned. Learning Beca's sexuality was the same as hers made her more hopeful of catching the other girl's attention. Unfortunately, she didn't know that she already had.
Beca took another sip of her coffee, "I really don't want to go to work today," she groaned, looking at the clock.
"Then call in," the taller woman smiled.
"That doesn't sound too bad," the brunette smiled, grabbing her phone and dialing the number, "Hey, it's Beca. Yeah, I'm not feeling too hot today. Can you get someone to cover my shift? Yeah? Thanks so much. Oh, the vacation? I told you I'd think about it, don't push me. It's not a great idea," she chuckled, "Alright see you later, thanks. Bye."
The ginger looked at her friend and smiled, "What's that I heard about a vacation?" She thought if they went on a vacation together she could finally woo Beca. If only she could remember...
"Nothing...quit eavesdropping," she gave her friend a light shove.
"Beca, come on. We could go somewhere fun. I really love travelling!" Chloe grinned at her, "Let's go somewhere, please!"
"I'll think about it, Chloe," Beca sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you," Chloe looked down.
"You didn't push me. I'm just really tense and I have a headache," Beca reassured her friend it wasn't her fault. In all reality, it was the fact Chloe couldn't remember she told her that she loved her. To say it was making Beca sad was an understatement.
"Do you need a backrub? You don't have several other body parts rubbing your back this time," Chloe giggled, remembering their talk in the tent their last year at Barden University.
"You don't have to," she sighed once more, relaxing as Chloe walked over anyways and massaged circles into the DJ's shoulders, "That feels really good," she smiled, closing her eyes.
The redhead grinned, "Good, I tried to tell you I was good at it."
"Mmmm, now I'm wishing I had taken you up on your offer," Beca leaned into her touch.
Chloe saw this as her moment to make her move while Beca was somewhat vulnerable, "Me too," she whispered in the other woman's ear. Beca shivered from the feel of Chloe's hot breath on her ear. Just as Chloe was about to make her move, there was a knock on the door.
Beca groaned, "Who the hell is coming here? No one comes here," she continued incoherently grumble as she unlocked the door. She looked up at the person in surprise, "What the fuck are you doing here?"
A/N: I know, I know, you guys probably hate me right now, I'm sorry. Don't worry, there will be a happy ending, I promise! As always, thank you so much for reviews. I'm a bit sick so I'm surprised I got this chapter out and I'm sorry if I don't get one tomorrow. Thank you, everyone. I hope you've enjoyed Ricochet so far!