Anonymous prompt: Beca's feeling self-conscious and Chloe makes her feel beautiful and then they admit they like each other

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Chloe watched silently from across the room as Beca fidgeted in front of the mirror. The DJ had invited Chloe to hang out at her dorm for a while before they had to load up on the bus. She heard Beca release a sigh of frustration, as she tugged self-consciously at her Bella's uniform.

"I don't understand how the same exact outfit can look so amazingly perfect on you, and yet it makes me look terrible." Beca frowned at her reflection. "Why does it have to be a skirt, seriously? My legs are too short to wear skirts. I look short and dumpy…like a friggin hobbit. " Much to Chloe's surprise, the DJ was wearing a pout on her face.

"What?" Chloe asked, her voice going up an octave. "Beca, what are you talking about? You look hot in your uniform."

"Come on, Chloe." the brunette scoffed. "I know you're just saying that to be nice. I've never been the girl that people call beautiful or hot… I was never the girl in high school that got asked out all the time, or the one that all of the girls wanted to look like." Beca turned and gave Chloe a small, sad smile. "I'm always just going to be… average."

Chloe couldn't believe what she was hearing. She didn't understand why Beca didn't see herself the way that Chloe saw her. She found herself wishing that she could have gone to high school with the girl just so she could have been there to reassure her how beautiful and special she was. "You really don't see just how beautiful you are, do you?" she asked incredulously.

"I told you, Chlo. I'm not beautiful…" Beca said, her voice tinged with sadness. She turned backed towards the mirror, casting yet another self-critical gaze upon her reflection.

Chloe stood up and walked over to Beca, placing her hands on the DJ's shoulders and gently turning the girl to face her. "I could literally stand here all day long and list all of the things that make you beautiful, and I still wouldn't be finished, Beca. I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes." Chloe said quietly. She hadn't expected the conversation to go in this direction, but she figured it was now or never. "Can't you see that I'm absolutely crazy about you?" The redhead sighed. "You are a special kind of beautiful, Beca. Your brand of beauty goes far beyond what's on the outside. You are beautiful through and through. There are times when I look at you, and it literally takes my breath away. Anybody who can't see how beautiful you are is a damn fool."

Beca seemed stunned for words. "You… you really think all of those things about me?" the DJ asked shyly, ducking her head to stare at the floor.

"Every single word." Chloe said, placing her fingers under Beca's chin, gently forcing the girl's eyes up to look at her.

"Even the part about you being crazy about me?" the shorter girl asked skeptically.

"Especially that part." Chloe said without hesitation.

"That's great, because I… I really like you too." Beca mumbled out. "I just figured I never had a chance with someone like you. I still don't understand how this is-"

Beca was cut off by Chloe's lips against hers. The redhead pulled back smiling. "Now do you believe me?"

The brunette smirked slightly before responding. "I don't know… I may need a little more convincing." she said as she pulled Chloe back in for another kiss.

Additional A/N: I really liked this prompt because I see so many posts on my dash everyday of people who feel self-conscious about themselves and who feel unwanted/unloved. I wanted to let each and every one of you little darlings know that you are all beautiful! Beauty comes in so many different shapes, sizes, and forms and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. I would also like to say that my ask box is always open to any of you who need someone to vent to or talk to. Sometimes it just helps to have someone to listen to you. I care about all of my little aca darlings and if you need a friend that's willing to listen, I will always be willing to lend an ear. Much love, my beautiful and special little aca-darlings! Mwah!