Bechloe One-Shots

Freshman Surprises

Summary: A late night causes Beca and Chloe to accidentally terrorize the freshman Bella, Emily, by forgetting a small thing such as locking the bedroom door.

After yet another freezing and lonely graveyard shift at the radio station, Beca took the most brightly-lit path she knew would lead her to the Bella House. Her boots made a clacking sound on the pavement as she approached the white-and-blue two-storey house, its windows unlit, the front door locked. Figures, it was already 3AM. Everyone was asleep by then.

She had no trouble finding her spare key in her back pocket. Beca went straight to the single room at the attic only to find a redhead wearing earphones sitting up in bed with her back against the wall, eyes closed, mouth slightly open and quietly snoring. The brunette couldn't hide her smile at the picture of Chloe Beale sleeping, snoring while still looking so pristine—and that moment, Beca fully grasped how lucky she was to have this woman.

Boots were kicked off and deposited by the door, along with her sweater and jeans, leaving her body covered in a black tank top and unflattering white underwear. Carefully she removed the earphones from Chloe's ears. The older girl's iPhone on the bed indicated she was playing another of Beca's mixes, and this made Beca grin with delight.

She then crawled into bed and nudged Chloe (who was a very heavy sleeper). When that didn't wake her up, Beca cupped Chloe's cheeks and gently pressed her lips to the scar on her forehead. When that didn't wake Chloe up, Beca began kissing her jawline, trailing down her neck, on her collarbones...

"Oh... Beca?" Chloe blinked a few times, eyelashes fluttering, framing her brilliant blue eyes.

Beca smiled shyly then sat beside the redhead, her back against the wall. "Why were you asleep sitting up?"

A shrug and a blushing face from the ginger was enough for her. "Nothing, I was just studying and..."

"Were you waiting up for me?" Beca then realized how this question made her sound like she is so full of herself. "I mean—dammit, I didn't mean to say that I think you think of me every time—"

"Yeah, I was," Chloe linked her arm around Beca's and played with the DJ's small, thin fingers. "I was waiting up for you, but don't flatter yourself too much because I had an essay to finish, too."

There wasn't a pen or a laptop anywhere near Chloe to aid her in writing the said essay which means that she was clearly lying about it. However, Beca was too oversexed to take note of that. She worked a six-hour shift at the radio station (from 9PM to 3AM) and she haven't spoken properly to her girlfriend the entire day, just whiffed through intense Bellas practices and enjoyed very little breaks. She wanted connection with Chloe. She always craved connection.

"I missed you today," Chloe breathed into her ear. These four words heightened the senses of the brunette and she couldn't resist kissing the other girl. They held hands, they released each other's grip, they tangled fingers in the other's hair and felt their warm bodies through fabrics, all the while kissing softly and innocently, teasing each other through using as little tongue as possible.

"I missed you, too," whispered Beca when she came up for air. "Do we have time or do you want to sleep?"

"After that kiss? You are underestimating your ability to turn me on, Mitchell. Lay flat on the bed."

Her girlfriend taking charge was one of the many things that turned on Beca. Although her eyes desperately wanted to shut at that very moment, she obeyed Chloe and relaxed on her back. Tomorrow's a Saturday anyway. No classes, just Bella practices in the afternoon. "Okay, what next, babe?"