When I look at you

First full day

A/N: Rating turns to M near the end of this chapter. You've been warned.

Both Beca and Chloe made their way down the third isle of the small store that was just a 10 minute drive from the beach house. They had woke up this morning and agreed to go out for breakfast and then do their grocery shopping - seen as they got preoccupied last night. Before they went out though, Beca made a phone call to Jesse asking him if their dog, Jake, was okay, seen as she left him with Jesse and Aubrey (who were now happily married.) The phone call was quick, Beca promising to speak to him in a few days. After the couple got ready, they went to a little diner just a few minutes away, one which Beca had shown Chloe last time they came, and both of them had waffles; Beca had obviously ordered a second plate which baffled Chloe with how much she could eat. Now, as Beca held lovingly onto Chloe's hand while they both pushed the trolley down the isle, she couldn't help but smile in content at the situation they were in. She turned to her wife and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, taking Chloe by surprise. The redhead smiled down at her wife as she carried on moving the trolley forward.

"What flavor pop tarts do you want?" Chloe asked, pointing to the shelf where there were several different flavors of the brunette's favourite breakfast snack. Beca immediately responded with the flavor she wanted - that being chocolate, obviously - so Chloe picked up four boxes of chocolate flavored pop tarts, figuring that Beca would need that many seen as they were staying for a month, and carried on walking down the isle.

"Where to next?"

"Alcohol isle, duh." Beca grinned and pulled Chloe to where they kept all the alcohol. Typical Beca.

A shocked face was what Beca was met with as she picked up the items she wanted from the shelves, and handed them to Chloe to put in the shopping cart. (That consisted of four bottles of wine, two crates of beer - both of them with twelve bottles in, making a total of twenty four beers, just for the brunette - a bottle of vodka , a bottle of tequila, and a bottle of Jack Daniels.)

"Jesus, babe, we having a party?" Chloe smirked, eyeing the, now full to the top, trolley.

"You can never have too much alcohol, Chloe."

"I swear you're gonna turn into an alcoholic one day." Chloe joked.

"Alcoholic? No, I prefer myself as.. a drinking enthusiast."

The redhead burst out laughing, which then made Beca burst into a fit of giggles at the sound of her wife's contagious laugh. People who walked passed them, who didn't recognize them, would have thought they were crazy. Two grown women laughing out loud in the middle of the drinks isle, at something so silly and pointless. They didn't care though, they were just cherishing the time they were spending together, and soon they were on their way out of the store, still giggling like little teenagers.

The two went back to the beach house after that to take their shopping back and put it all away. After everything was put away and unpacked properly, they decided seen as it was only 3pm, to go for a walk along the beach front.

It was a warm day, so Beca dressed herself in a white and blue striped t-shirt, with short denim jeans which just covered half of her thighs. She wore black sandals, put her hair up in a messy ponytail, and finished the look with a pair of sunglasses. Chloe, looking as beautiful as always, wore a white spaghetti strap dress, with blue wedges which complimented her eyes, and her hair also up in a messy bun, with sunglasses perched on her head.

The two had their hands clamped together as they walked down the sunny streets of San Diego, looking in every shop window that they passed, each of them pointing at different things and commenting on them. Suddenly though, Chloe stopped in her tracks, making Beca stop as well.