A/N: Another prompt from someone 'Beca saves Stacie from those treble-bullies .. and maybe a little triggering to those who got bullied.'
Don't worry; Steca
"Hey, you bitch! Get the fuck over here!" Donald yelled at Stacie
Stacie, not wanting to cause any more trouble walked over to him, even though he had been bullying her.
"You're so gay, you act really gay," said Unicycle.
"I'm not gay," groaned Stacie.
"What was that dyke?" Bumper said as the boys laugh
"I said I'm not gay!"
Kolio punched the taller brunette in the face, hitting her nose which caused a flow of red blood to drip onto her shirt.
"You are the gayest person I know dyke, Can't you admit it to yourself?" asked Jesse, punching Stacie in the stomach.
"Hey! Get the fuck away from Stacie! What had she done to you fags?" questioned Beca, the most popular girl in the bellas walking up to the boys.
"Well, we were only protecting you Beca, she's a dyke and you don't want her to get a crush on you." Jesse shots back turning to look at the hurt brunette.
"If she do have a crush on me, I'd be flattered. I would rather Stace having a crush on me than any of you douchebags," said Beca, grabbing Stacie's arm and leading her to the bathroom.
"Hey there Stace, we should clean you up," Beca said softly, locking the door so that nobody would disturb them.
"Y-you don't have to," whispered Stacie.
"I know, but what kind of person would I be if I let a beautiful girl like you get beaten up by those homophobes?"
"Y-you aren't homophobic?" the taller brunette asked confusedly.
"No, I can't be homophobic if I'm bisexual," the dj said casually, wetting some more paper towels as she gently wiped the blood off of the taller brunette's face.
"You're bisexual?" Stacie gasped in awe.
"Yup, Why? You're not a homophobe are you?" the shorter brunette replied feeling regretion.
"No— I'm bisexual too, it's just, you admitted it so casually, like it didn't matter."
"It doesn't matter to me. If somebody were to flat out ask me if I was bisexual, I would easily say yes. It's not something to be ashamed of."
"Says you! You don't get bullied," grumbled the taller brunette.
"Even if I was bullied, I wouldn't care."
"Sure."
"Alright, I need you to take off your shirt," said Beca, smirking slightly.
"What! why?" shocked Stacie says
"Because, there is blood on it and your stomach."
"B-but."
Beca just lifted the shirt over Stacie's head. Blatantly checking the dj out, Beca used the towels to try and wipe off any blood that had flowed beneath the shirt. Beca smirked, before leaning down to press a lingering kiss to the bruise that was forming on Stacie's stomach. the taller brunette moaned softly, causing the dj to grin against the girl's skin. The light blue eyed girl got up and looked at the other girl.
"B-Beca?"
"Hm? What's up?"
"I- um, you probably don't want to uh, you know .. be near me."
"Why not this time?"
"Well, you're popular."
"I don't care about popularity. I will be your friend no matter what they think."
"Well, um I kinda have a tiny crush on you," whispered Stacie, her cheeks a crimson red as she looked anywhere but at the tiny brunette.
"Oh, Is that so? Well, I don't have a tiny crush on you. I have a huge crush on you," smirked Beca. "I have since the first time I saw you."
"W-What?!"
"You heard me," said Beca, leaning forward.
"B-But, I'm a slut! a-and ugly, and dumb and you-you are gorgeous, popular, smart, perfect, badass .. everything that any girl could wish for."
"Don't ever say that! None of those things that you said were true. You are the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen, inside and out!" said Beca, pressing her lips to the taller brunette to seal the deal.
"Hey Stace?"
"Yep?" replied Stacie, still in a bliss due to the kiss.
"Will you go on a date with m—"
"Yes!"
"Great! Now here, put on my shirt!" said Beca, taking it off and handing it to Stacie. Stacie's eyes did not once leave Beca's bra and breasts as she slowly slipped the shirt over her head. Beca pulled Stacie's logoed shirt over her head, not caring that her black lace bra was completely showing through.
"Let's go!" shouted Beca, leading the girl out of the bathroom and into the cafeteria.
"Hey guys!" shouted Beca, catching everybody's attention. Beca smirked at Stacie before speaking.
"I'm bisexual. I don't care what you do to me. You can punch me, scream at me, whatever, but you won't break me. Oh, and Stacie and I are dating."
The entire cafeteria stared at the two girls in silence as Beca took Stacie's hand and led her to a table in the corner.
"See? that's how badass I am," smirked the tiny brunette, kissing Stacie on the cheek.