Thanks to everyone who picked up on the reference in the last chapter! And for the guest reviewer who asked, the first chapter is set in freshman year at Barden, chapter two is sophomore year at Barden, chapter three is senior year at Barden and chapter four is the year after they graduated. I hope that helps! Thanks for your feedback!
"See, this year we can get the bigger tree because it'll fit in the house!"
"That doesn't make it okay, Jesse. That tree is TWICE the size of me".
They had been decorating the Christmas trees together for years. But that year was different.
Maybe it was the excessive amount of husband and wife decorations Chloe had forced upon the newly married couple (Jesse thought it was cute, Beca thought it was sweet but over the top nonetheless).
And maybe it was because this was their first house. Not their first home (because they had their apartment off campus at Barden, and then their apartment when they moved to LA), but their first actual house. The house that they decorated and made memories and would raise a family of their own.
(Jesse was trying his hardest to convince her. "But Beca! Come on! I told you, having aca-children was inevitable!" "Nope". He was wearing her down. He knew it.)
Beca smiled, standing back and fiddling with her rings (it was a bad habit of hers, one that she had picked up after Jesse proposed. It had been a dead giveaway when they went to announce it to their friends, as she nervously twisted it around). "it is a nice looking tree, though", she admitted. It was eight and a half feet tall ("It is not twice your size, Becs. But I think we'll get a ten foot one next year, just to prove that I can get one twice your size").
"It is, it really is", Jesse said, pushing the empty box that had stored their decorations aside. Brushing off his hands, he headed into the kitchen, the thought of hot chocolate on his mind.
"The Grinch is on tonight", he called as an afterthought, pulling out the snowman shaped mugs from the cupboard.
"If that's a dig at me-"
"Just stating a fact, wifey". Jesse's eyes twinkled the way they did every time he referred to her as his wife, and Beca smiled back. "And Love Actually's on later. Its tradition, Becs".
That night, Beca found herself curled up on the couch beside her husband, nursing a snowman shaped mug of hot chocolate, a bowl of popcorn resting beside them. Their Christmas lights sparkled and tinsel decorated the house, Love Actually playing out on the flat screen.
(Beca didn't know when her life had become a Hollywood film, but she was darn glad it had.)