"DAD, SERIOUSLY" Beca groaned.
"I just want you to take them!" He laughed, with a handful of money.
"I don't need them!"
"But-"Jesse came in, breathing heavily.
"Why the fuck are you late?" Beca frowned and sat up, throwing a pillow at him. Jesse took the pillow and threw it back, "I'm sorry, just some emergencies" He said, trying to get his breath back. Beca nodded.
"Hi there Jesse" He smiled and gripped Jesse's hand, giving a nice handshake.
"Oh my god, dr. Mitchell!" Jesse laughed. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, well. Beca is my…daughter, so" He smiled. "Of course" Jesse looked surprised.
"How do you guys know each other?" Beca said, popping her head between them.
"He was Benji's teacher" Jesse smiled.
"Of course" Beca rolled her eyes.
"So, now you're all engaged" Dr. Mitchell clapped Beca awkwardly on the shoulder. Beca bit her tongue, "And..Now, Jesse is taking me home. Right, Jesse?" Beca gritted.
"Uhm, if you want to. But I could leave and come back so you could be with your dad some-"
"No, just..yeah" Beca sighed.
"Okay, then" Dr. Mitchell sighed. "Bye" He said and walked out.
"Why so harsh with your dad?"
"I don't need him anymore, he made me go to college and get a job. So now, he can leave me alone" She smiled.
Jesse bit his tongue, "Wow" He breathed.
"So, we're allowed to go?" Beca asked.
"Yup, the doctor gave some painkillers if you need some"
She nodded. "Now, Swanson. Get me out of here" She groaned.
"Okay," He knelt down. "One..two..three" He said and lift her up. "Don't I get a wheelchair?" Beca pouted.
"Let's just get finished" Jesse muttered, walking out to the corridor.
"But you're gonna drop me" She said and squeezed him.
"No, I'm not. But you're going to kill me if you're gonna hold me like this" He whispered. "Sorry" Beca said and held him lighter.
Jesse locked up the car, "Uh, could you like… open the door?" He chuckled.
"Oh, of course" She opened up the door.
"Now, push me down" She commanded. He gave her a straight face, "You just had to say that"
She sighed, "It's just you thinking dirty!"
"Sorry" He looked down in shame.
Beca held Jesse's shoulder, jumping on one foot. After getting out of the elevator, Beca smiled. "Home, good home"
"Now," She looked at Jesse. "Bye" She grinned.
"Wait no no!" He laughed, pulling her back.
She groaned, "What?"
"You said that I had to take care of you!"
"No, I said that the nurse said so!"
"Yeah, and I'm gonna do" He shrugged.
"No, you aren't!" She huffed.
"Yes, I am" He gritted. He grabbed her hand and walked into her apartment, pulling her with him.
"YOU CAN'T JUST WALK IN SOMEONE'S APARTMENT WITHOUT ASKING"
"Well, I'm your fiancé" He smiled.
Beca rolled her eyes and laid down on the couch. "See? I'm fine.." She scoffed. As she was going to stretch her arms, she screamed, "GOD, MY NECK, OH HOLY MADONNA!"
Jesse sighed, grabbed the painkillers, and got a glass water. He placed his hand on the back of her head and put a pillow under her head. "See? You need help," He said and handed her the painkillers and the glass with water.
"Jesse, I don't need your help. Could you just back off?" She scoffed.
"NO"
"I'll call the cops"
"What? Telling them that your fiancé is forcing you to let him help you when you're injured?" He smirked.
"Dammit" She whispered.
He chuckled and walked to the kitchen, opening up the fridge.
"What are you doing?" Beca asked.
"Gonna make something" He mumbled.
"Don't burn the kitchen, please. I'm begging you," She said softly.
He pouted, "Just wait, I could be a chef," He said proudly. Beca rolled her eyes.
"Could you send me the magazine over there?" Beca yelled.
"Cons" He sighed and threw the magazine to her.
Beca yawned. "So...I'm going to sleep now, just...don't break anything okay?" Beca smirked.
Jesse smiled, "Right"
Beca shook her head and closed her eyes. Jesse heard a knock on the door. He put the bowl he had in his hand, on the kitchen counter and ran to the door.
As he opened up the door, he grimaced. "Stacie?"
"Jesse" She breathed.
"Wha- how did you find me?" He frowned.
"Benjamin told me where you were" She smiled, pointing at the door.
"Uh..." Jesse scratched the back of his head. He looked at Beca, who was sleeping. "You should go" He said with a husky voice.
"What?" She scowled.
"Oh..just..not the right time" He scoffed.
"Oh..uh, okay then" She smiled and walked.
Jesse closed the door and took a deep breath.
Beca opened up her eyes and looked at Jesse. She bet her lip and tried to stand up. "Shit" She stunned as she felt down on the floor.
Jesse looked at her and sighed, "Can't you just learn to ask after help?" He laughed and helped her off.
"I don't need help" She scoffed and pushed him.
"Beca, seriously let me help you.." Jesse said, and grabbed her arm.
"Jesse, I'm fine!" She gritted.
"You can't even walk one meter on your own!" He said and led her.
As she opened up the door to her room, she crossed her arms. Jesse held her back, "What?" He frowned.
"I can do this on my own, now" She said with her nose up.
"What? Got some embarrassing posters in your room or something?"
"No" She scowled and opened up the door. Jesse popped his head in, everything was white and clean.
"I just..don't think it's cool having someone in my room" She muttered. Jesse shrugged and let her arm.
"And now, leave my apartment" She commanded.
"Okay, but I'm back tomorrow morning" He said, pointing at her.
She rolled her eyes and slammed the door.
Next Morning
Beca fluttered her eyelashes; Jesse sat on his knee, staring at her with a smirk. Beca opened up her eyes and jumped off the bed. "HOLY FUCK" She said and covered herself with the blanket.
Jesse frowned, "You're clear over that? You're wearing sweatpants?"
Beca looked down, "Just a reflex, okay?" She shouted.
Jesse chuckled and walked out of the room. She sat down on the bed, looking in the mirror. Her hair was fuzzy and her face was pale as fuck. She gasped and grabbed her brush, brushing out the tangles. She dropped the burst as Jesse walked in. with a plate with omelet and toast. Beca chewed on her bottom lip. "You didn't need to-"
"Oh, I just…" Jesse scratched the back of his neck. "Got bored," He said and was red in the cheeks.
Beca nodded, "Thank you"
Jesse smiled; he heard a knock on the door and walked to the door. As he opened up, Stacie stood there with a grin.
"Sta-"She jumped on him and pressed her lips on his. Jesse walked backwards with her wrapped around him.
"Jess-"Beca stood there with her jaw dropped. Stacie looked at Beca shocked. "Beca?"
"Stacie?" She frowned.
"Jesse?" Jesse said with a high-pitched voice.
"What happened to your ankle?" Stacie scoffed.
"What happened to your hair?" Beca crossed her arms.
"Really Beca? Are you really mad at me, still?" She sighed.
Beca scoffed, "No, it's just-"
"What the fuck are you doing here anyway?" She shouted.
"I'm his fiancé!" Beca pointed at Jesse.
Jesse looked at her with wide eyes; Beca gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. "I didn't mean-"Before she could say anything more, Stacie bit her tongue and stormed out.
Jesse sighed, "What was that for, Beca?"
Beca scoffed, "Are you really angry at me for this?"
"I'm angry in that fact that you're telling my almost ex-fiancé that you're my fiancé!"
"Well, you want me to act your fiancé!"
"Yeah, but you could do it a less brutal"
"Wow, yeah, I'm sorry Jesse" Beca laughed. "I'm sorry that you've dated the whole city and then hiring me to play your fiancé! Why didn't you choose an ex or something?"
Jesse sighed. "Beca, seriously… I'm just trying to find the right one" He laughed.
Beca scoffed, "So stop wasting your time!" She walked back to her room and slammed the door.
Evening
Beca looked at the clock. God, when was he going to leave? She sighed and stood up. She jumped on one foot to the kitchen, it smelled like heaven.
As she walked in, Jesse stood up with his mouth open. "I'm so-"They said in unison. "Oh, uh, you first" Beca said.
"No, you" He said and slowly sat down.
Beca sighed; "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a bitch, and I shouldn't talk shit about your…past" Beca scowled. Jesse nodded; Beca looked at him, waiting for an apology.
"And…" Jesse scratched the back of his neck. "I'm sorry for blaming you, I mean…I'm sure you were mad at her, and it hankered you to say that"
Beca smiled, "Now, could you hand me the painkillers, because it really hurts" She groaned. Jesse chuckled and took the painkillers from the shelf.
"Why do you have a shelf that you don't even can't reach?"
"Why do you have a fiancé that you even can't touch?" Beca grimaced.
Jesse narrowed his eyes, "Touché" He whispered with a husky voice, giving her a pill. Beca smiled and walked to the sink, taking a glass with water.
"So, what's the smell?" Beca muttered and swallowed the pill, taking a slurp of the water.
"That's scotch egg" Jesse smiled. Beca raised an eyebrow. "Just kidding"
Beca looked over his shoulder, "Are you kidding with me?"
"What?" He frowned.
"Popcorn?"
He forced up a smile and walked into the living room. Beca jumped after him.
He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.
"Dude, where your manners?" Beca crossed her arms. He patted the couch, silently.
Beca rolled her eyes and sat down, carefully putting her foot on the table. "Please don't hurt my ankle, table" Beca said.
Jesse smirked and took up a cd.
"What's that?" Beca said.
"Well, couldn't we keep going on the moviecation?" Jesse grinned.
Beca rolled her eyes, "Goodnight, Jesse" She said and stood up, pushing him off the couch.
"Aw" He groaned and walked out.
Beca smirked and jumped to her room again.
"See..Just, walk..Caref-" Jesse stopped as Beca fell down on the ground. Jesse sighed and helped her up again.
"My nose" Beca rubbed her nose. Jesse poked it, "There you go"
Beca pouted, "That's not healing, idiot"
"I can always dream" He held Beca's elbow as she walked. "Just…3 more weeks" Beca sighed.
Jesse smiled, "You got me, to entertain you"
Beca looked at him with a straight face.
He looked down, Beca smirked.
"Did I ever tell you that you're weird?" Beca sighed.
"Everyday" He grinned and looked her in the eyes, she smiled. A basketball hit Jesse's face and ruined the moment.
"Oh my god" Beca stunned.
"Ouch" Jesse rubbed the back of his head. Some guys laughed, "Sorry dude!" They said, trying to not laugh.
"It's fine" Jesse yelled.
"Oh my god" Beca repeated.
"I got it Beca" He rolled his eyes.
"Your face" She gasped.
"My face?"
"Your kind of weird. Around your eye" Beca grimaced.
"MY FACE" He said.
Beca gave him a 'really' look.
"Not in that way" He said in defense.
"Ouch" Jesse said as Beca patted his eye with a towel.
"Sorry"
"Ouch"
"Sorry"
"Ouch"
"Sorry"
"Ouch"
"Could you stop saying ouch? It's just a fucking towel" Beca sighed and gave him the ice. He squeezed the ice on his eye.
"Wow, okay then. Could you stop falling? It's just a freaking ankle" Jesse said ironically.
"Ha-ha, watch out Swanson" Beca muttered, narrowing her eyes.
Jesse put a hand up in defense. As Jesse put the ice down, Beca bit her finger.
"God, it's blue"
Jesse smiled, "Do I look cool?"
"No" Beca scoffed.
"Do I look kind of bad...and that?"
"NO" Beca laughed. "It's pretty adorable, though"
"Yeah, wow, thanks" Jesse said.