When I woke up the next morning, Beca wasn't there. The smell of bacon and coffee roused me out of bed. Jesse was sitting at the table reading a paper and Beca was in the kitchen. She was a sight to behold.
She was covered in flour. It was in her hair, on her clothes, on her face, everywhere. Jesse was laughing at her. "I'm sure she'd have liked eggs Beck."
"That's not the point Jess. I wanted to make her pancakes." she went to wipe of some of the batter by her ear and ended up smearing twice as much across her face. "Fuck sakes! Can you help me out Jesse? I'm struggling." Jesse sighed and got up.
He cleaned the batter off her face, finished mixing it together and started pouring it.
"Go shower Beca. She'll be up soon." I took this as my opportunity to walk out of the bedroom.
"Morning lovely. Coffee is on and Jesse's finishing breakfast. I'm going to grab a quick shower. Help yourself." she kissed me on the cheek and headed into the bathroom.
Jesse shook his head, still chuckling at her. "How much did you see?" he asked amused.
"Enough to know you're the cook in the duo." I laughed as I poured myself some coffee.
"I'm taking a culinary arts degree, so yes. Beca can make macaroni, eggs and toast. She can also barbeque a mean steak. Other than that, I'm the guy you want. She really did try though." he flipped the pancakes.
Ten minutes later, we were all eating breakfast at the table.
"So Beca, you have a gig tonight don't you? Do you need help with gear or anything?" Jesse asked across the table.
"Naw, but I'll need the truck tonight. You cool with taking the bike, or would you rather meet me there before and after and drive me?"
"Uh, Jesse can take my car for the night if he wants, I'd like to come see you play. If that's alright." I piped up.
Beca's face broke into that unfamiliar smile, and she leaned over and kissed my temple.
"Of course you can come. You can sit in the booth with me if you want to. Chloe, you can go anywhere you wanna go with me."
After breakfast we all cleaned up and Jesse took me back to my place to grab new clothes and so I could get him my car. On the way there he babbled a lot.
"Beca has these girls all over her when she plays. They all know she'll be famous one day and they all want a piece of it. She loves the attention, it fuels her I think. Lately though, ever since she started talking about you more, it just makes her sad. The only girl she's wanted to see after her show for the past couple months has been you. She doesn't take girls home anymore. She doesn't toy with them and backseat fuck em; she just wanted to see you. If she seems to be enjoying the attention again tonight, it's because she got it from you first. She cares about you Chloe, and Beca doesn't give a shit about anyone but herself."
"She cares about you though. That's something Jesse. I don't understand why you are telling me this. Am I supposed to be prepared to see something I don't like?" I asked starting to worry.
"I just think you will be jealous. She flirts a lot with these girls. It is her way of making sure they come to the next show. All for publicity, you know? She's never had a reason to not flirt with them, and it might take a couple tries before she's used to having you there. I guess I'm just warning you to be ready for that. And asking you to not be upset with her if that's what does happen, because she would never want to hurt you Chloe."
"I can try Jesse, but I think I've got it bad for her. She listens to me; she asks questions. She tells me things, she's honest. I don't think anyone has ever done all that. On top of that, she treats me like a princess. Like I am the only person she sees. I think that's fantastic, and it's something I always wanted in someone. It might infuriate me to see another girl pulling on her hand. I know Beca doesn't mean anything by it, but they all do." I answered him honestly.
"I'm just saying; remember she's there with you. When you want to go, she'll leave. Just don't freak out when the fans come rushing." he said.
I grabbed my stuff and drove my car back to Beca and Jesse's. I laid in bed and watched movies, while Beca finalized her set. It was kind of beautiful to watch her work.
Around five, Beca took off her headphones and rested her head on my chest.
"I could get used to this dynamic. You make things easy. Even my music clicks better when you're here. I think tonight's set may be my best one yet. You're my muse. You have been for a while now; you just didn't know it."
I blushed. Thank god she couldn't see me. "You wanna take me for a ride bad girl?" I asked her.
"If you want to go for a ride, I'll take you. I thought you didn't like my deathrap though." she teased.
"Maybe I lied. I like the rush."
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