Bechloe OneShot: Hot Tamale I'm Sweatin'
Background info- Beca is a Sophomore in High school while Chloe is a Junior.
Beca slowly dips the orange habanero into the glass of water as all her friends -and girlfriend, Chloe- get out their phones to record the hot mess that is about to occur.
"I'm shaaakiiiing." Beca says grinning widely due to her anxiety and adrenaline going off the charts in anticipation.
"Do it, babe!" Chloe encourages earning some cheers from the rest of the friend group.
Beca places the pepper in her mouth and rips off the stem. She begins to chew….very fast. She chews for a very long time after hearing that you should chew it well so it doesn't kill your stomach.
"Swallow it already!"
"I'm trying.." She mumbles through the mush in her mouth. She takes a gulp of half the pepper and is it by a burning sensation in her throat. She slaps her hands on the table at the realization of what she got herself into.
"I swallowed half of it.." She mumbles again as her eyes begin to tear and her mouth starts to salivate like crazy. She takes the last gulp of heat and opens her mouth to show she sunk it all. Her friends cheer and continue to watch the struggles of the brunette.
"Is it hot?"
"It'll only hurt for a half hour"
"When I ate a hot chili pepper it was way worse than this"
She hears all the comments around her. Her face reddens more. Lips turning a deep pink and eyes tearing even more.
"Go rinse your mouth" Chloe says. Beca shakes her head unable to speak. The stomach pains starts to hit her. "No?"
"You have to wait as long as…" She's interrupted by the intense heat rising in her mouth and throat and gulps. "Oh my god!" She grabs her throat and slumps back in the chair, "Oh my god! Ahhhhh" She says trying to distract her mind from the burn.
"Eat some bread! Eat some bread!"
"Go rinse your mouth!"
"Eat some bread, have some milk, rinse your mouth."
Beca discourages all the ideas, she wants to try and endure the pain for as long as she can without any use of remedies. She gets up to spit the pooling saliva in her mouth and when she turns around is greeted with ice cream in her face but backs away and sits down again.
"Rinse your mouth! Just rinse it!"
Another friend is hysterically laughing in the background.
She makes noises from the pain and grabs her red face and has a moment where she wants to cry. She shakes her head back and forth with her mouth open trying to relieve the heat.
She gets up to spit again and then turns in a circle not knowing what to do with herself.
"Have some bread, Beca eat some bread."
The stomach pain suddenly hits hard again and it feels like her stomach is on fire. She quickly turns to the sink as her body jerks with a gag reflex.
"Oh my god this is awesome." A friend laughs.
Chloe brings Beca some bread but is turned down, instead Beca reaches for a rag to wipe the non stop saliva and mucous from her face.
"Beca have bread! Come on." She moves something from in the sink to the other side in case she throws up. She's hunched over the sink spitting the hot saliva from her mouth.
She gags again. "How about I take the last one?" Referring to the last habanero on the counter.
"No no no"
"You're not doing it, you're not doing it." Chloe repeats.
She takes the last one and bites it off the stem, chews quickly and swallows hard. The hiccups set in and her friends laugh at her pain.
She goes back to the sink and spends the next five minutes hovering over it with saliva just pouring out. Along with the occasional gags that her stomach is forcing. Chloe comes over to the sink and takes a snapchat video, then hysterically laughs at how funny the pain of her girlfriend is because she is just standing there with her mouth open, heavily breathing.
Beca removes herself from the sink and buries her face in a rag trying to stop all the bodily functions coming out of her face. She walks over to the table and picks up a spoon, failing at scooping a spoonful of ice cream out. It lands on the table and with no patience (due to the feeling that she might throw up) she grabs it with her hands and heads back to the sink, gagging once before she reaches it then again once she's there.
She sticks the handful of ice cream in her mouth just sucking on it then drops it into the sink not wanting anything in her stomach to the pain. Chloe comes over confused to the white substance in the sink and asks "What is that?" No answer. "Ice cream?" Still no answer. "What is that?"
"Ice cream!" Beca says in frustration.
After another few minutes of standing over the sink, Beca repeatedly wipes at her face to remove the majority of body fluids from her face. She goes for the ice cream with a paper towel to her mouth to catch the saliva but then refuses, realizing the still pain in her stomach.
"I don't want to put anything in my mouth, my stomach hurts." She mumbles but pats her stomach so Chloe can tell what she is saying.
"Your stomach hurts?" Chloe asks to make sure she heard right. Beca nods. She again wipes her face and finally sits down as the stomach pain has lessened a bit…..a bit. She sits there struggling for the ice cream but a friend says, "Chloe get a bowl."
"A bowl for what?"
"For ice cream. Beca wants some." Beca sits there impatiently with her mouth hanging open, her red face, tearing eyes and burning lips covered in saliva. She gets up again to spit out the mouthful of saliva that had filled up in just a matter of seconds.
"But she didn't want ice cream."
"Well now she does!" The friend who has been through this before relates to the discomfort Beca is feeling. She finally gets to relieve the burning in her mouth and throat with the ice cream.
Another friend is laughing at all of this. "It's not funny. I've done it before, and it's not funny."
"Oh come on. Even you have a small grin on your face. You can't deny it's funny to watch."
Five minutes later she is greeted with intense stomach pain which leaves her on the bathroom floor trembling and moaning. She puts a towel over her head and continues this scene for another good five minutes while all her friends are listening to her discomfort from the other room, all a bit worried, except for the occasional muffled laughs when they would sneakily record some snap videos of her tantrum.
Chloe goes in to check on her. She sits on the floor with her, placing a hand on her back.
"Water.." Beca anxiously moans and Chloe obeys to go get a couple water bottles from the kitchen. When she comes back, Becas head is over the toilet and she is violently gagging as her body tries to remove the heat from her stomach.
The pain finally begins to subside and everything starts to get better. The group of friends watch a movie and go to bed.
Hope y'all liked that one shot. This is from my own experience.