PROMPT: Chloe doesn't know how to tell Beca how she feels, so she says it in a song.

Hey Becs, can you meet me in the rehearsal room in like, 15 minutes? I need to tell you something.

Beca wasn't so sure what to make of that message.

Sure, Chloe had been vague before. But most of the time, Beca could work out what she meant.

This though?

She had absolutely no idea.

And honestly, Beca was absolutely terrified.

What if Chloe didn't want to be her friend anymore? What if she had found out about Beca's not so little crush on her?

Beca wasn't sure she could handle it if Chloe left her, too.

Because she was just so sick of people just, abandoning her.

It happened with everyone: her dad, her friends, even pets ended up running away.

So if Chloe left –

Beca didn't know what she would do.

Beca arrived where Chloe requested her, shaking, and pale.
God damnit, Beca was nearly crying, and Beca didn't cry.

What was strange though, was that Chloe was nowhere in sight.

Was this some type of prank?

Did Beca get all worked up over nothing?

Beca was just about to turn and leave, when Chloe's smooth voice suddenly projected through the room.

You tell all the boys no,

Make you feel good, yeah.

I know you're out of my league.

But that won't scare me away, oh no.

Beca isn't sure she can do anything but gape, because this definitely isn't what she was expecting when she turned up.

You've carried on so long.

You couldn't stop if you tried it.

You've built your wall so high.

That no one could climb it.
Chloe's eyes were shining with unshed tears, and she sung with a passion Beca had never heard before

But I'm gonna try

Beca wasn't so sure before, but she knows for certain now.

Would you let, me, see beneath your beautiful?

Would you let, me, see beneath your perfect?

She loves Chloe Beale.

Take it off now girl, take it off now girl

I wanna see inside

Would you let, me, see beneath your beautiful, tonight?

Chloe pauses and her eyes meet Beca's again, begging for her to say something. To do something.

So Beca does.

She sings.

You let all the boys go

Make you feel good, don't it?

Chloe's jaw drops in a way that shows she obviously wasn't expecting Beca to do that, but she lets Beca carry on the rest of the verse, anyway.

Behind your Broadway show,

I heard a voice say "please don't hurt me"

A tear slips silently down Chloe's cheek, and she smiles so widely Beca isn't sure if her cheeks are going to split in two.

You've carried on so long

You couldn't stop if you tried it.

You built you wall so high

That no one could climb it.

But I'm gonna try

Chloe steps forward, and pulls Beca into a hug so tight it hurt.

But Beca loved it.

She sung the chorus with the words muffled into Chloe's shoulder, but it just felt so right.

Would you let, me, see beneath your beautiful
Would you let, me, see beneath your perfect
Take it off now girl, take it off now girl
I wanna see inside
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
Oh, tonight.

Chloe joined in now, and their voices harmonized just as perfectly as they did in the shower.

It was perfect.

See beneath, see beneath,
I Tonight I

I'm gonna climb on top your ivory tower
I'll hold your hand and then we'll jump right out
We'll be falling, falling
But that's okay
Cause I'll be right here
I just wanna know

Beca was vaguely aware of Chloe sobbing, but it didn't really matter, because Beca was doing the same.

Would you let, me, see beneath your beautiful
Would you let, me, see beneath your perfect
Take it off now girl, take it off now girl
Cause I wanna see you say
Would you let, me, see beneath your beautiful tonight
Tonight, see beneath your beautiful
Oh tonight, we ain't perfect, we ain't perfect
Would you let, me, see beneath your beautiful tonight.

As, they finished that last line, Chloe pulled Beca in for a fierce kiss, and then everything just felt so right.