Beca took a swig from her soda can then leaned back on her desk chair and stretched her arms. She then sat up straight and shook herself but then rested her elbows on her desk and went back to staring at her laptop screen (which she had been doing for the past hour).

"C'mon Beca, you can do this. You can assemble a set list for the Kennedy Center... Which should be better than that Wrecking Ball fiasco..." She muttered to herself. As she was talking to herself, her computer pinged notifying a new message.

"Hey, are you at your room?" It was Chloe.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I bought some snacks. Can I come over and read a book?"

"Uhh…sure." As soon as Beca hit send, a knock was heard at her door. "Whoah, that was fast… Come in!" she called out the last part as she swung her chair around.

"Peek-a-boo! Guess who tagged along too?!" Chloe pranced in, with Pudding, her stuffed unicorn, in her arms.

"Uhm, hey Pudding." Beca turned back to her laptop and opened a few unfinished songs that might inspire her to put together a decent mix. Chloe in turn was making herself comfortable on the bed, humming a bit.

"You working on the set list?" Chloe amiably said as she leaned back on Pudding, flipping her book open to the correct page.

"Yep."

"Well, when you're done, come and lie with me."

That had Beca choking on air and turning a bright tomato red. The redhead giggled, burrowing further into the stuff toy and winking. "I mean it. You can come and rest with me."

"Ahh, it's fine. I'll just finish this…"

"Okay. I didn't mean to tease you. Your face just went so red in less than a second."

Beca gave her a mock glare before taking up where she left off with her mix which wasn't much to begin with. Her thoughts drifted as she stared at the interface of the audio program with 64 tracks open. This is pretty incredible actually. This beautiful, wonderful woman here in the room with her made her want to cherish every moment. The sound of the page turning on her fingertips, her fruity scent lingering in my nose, her svelte body waiting to be adored on the bed…

Chloe looked up, suddenly aware of Beca staring at her who unconsciously turned from her desk to gawk at her openly. "Are you done? C'mon and cuddle with me then." She tilted her head welcomingly.

"No, no. Uhmm, no." Beca went back to what she was doing so fast she nearly gave herself whiplash. Her thoughts consumed her once again as she listened to Sia's Colour the Small One ™ tracks. It's amazing to have someone so warm be this close, willing to spend time with her snarky, sarcastic self.

"Hey Chloe, have you heard this album of Sia? It's totally amaze-balls." She quipped, turning towards the redhead only to discover her girlfriend fast asleep with the open book on her chest. "And… she's asleep." Beca wheeled her desk chair closer to the bed. "You said you were going to read a book and the moment I forget about you for a bit, you go and take a nap." She murmured fondly, reaching out to play with Chloe's soft ginger curls. Beca's eyes raked over Chloe, drinking in beautiful eyes framed with such long lashes, lips like the softest petals of the pinkest rose, chest moving to the rhythm of her breathing. Like gravity's strange seductive touch, Beca slowly leaned forward.

Chloe groggily cracked an eye open then jerked in surprise to find Beca's face only inches from hers.

"Ah! Wait! Don't misunderstand! I was just going to wake you up! I—" Beca turned to move away but before she could Chloe managed to grab her shirt that made her freeze.

"Wait. Please don't go."

"Huh?"

"Please don't go. I just want to be close to my girlfriend." Chloe said it so easily as her hold on Beca's shirt tightened a bit. "I'm already awake now so… why not stay awhile? Here. With me."

. . .

"I wanna be around you, y'know? Is it okay if I hold you?"

. . .

Beca would have missed it had she not turned but there was a flash of doubt in Chloe's bright blue eyes that usually shines with over-confidence as the redhead loosely wrapped an arm around her waist.

Beca offered a lop-sided smile and scratched the back of her head.

"Well,uhm, scoot over then...don't hog the whole bed."