Becemily oneshots// 2018

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Beca and Emily had a relationship that made nearly all of their friends jealous. One that you wanted to tell your kids, and even your grandkids, about.

They'd been best friends for as long as they could remember. At the age where just living next door to someone meant you were in fact over qualified to be a best friend, but upon their first meeting, Emily had already decided that Beca was going to be her best friend and the other girl had no say in it really. Not that Beca was opposed, their first meeting had involved cookies and milk and she was easily bought.

And from then on, the two hung out constantly. Sat together in class, spent every weekend hanging out in the treehouse Beca's dad built her after the divorce. They were almost inseparable. It was a true friendship and Beca only really felt comfortable around her. Even at the young age of eleven, Beca struggled to be open and comfortable with people. Sure they had their wider group of friends, but she wasn't as close to any of them like she was Emily.

I will always remember, the day you kissed my lips, light as a feather
We were only eleven, but acting like grown-ups

They were still young when they had their first kiss. Eleven was still classed too young to understand the world, yet Beca felt like she had a pretty good grasp on the world. Watching your parents divorce at a young age forced you to grow up pretty fast. And watching your mom explore her new options, both male and female, meant Beca now had a new found perspective on the world. No longer confused by the fact she preferred Emily holding her hand compared with Jesse.

They'd just spent the whole day with 'The Bellas' the nickname the girls' gave their collective group. They were so cool obviously. And the remaining two girls were hanging out in the pillow fort they had built in Emily's bedroom. Beca much preferred hanging out at the Junk household. Emily's parents were so much more laid back back than her own parents. They were so uptight now they were trying to prove to each other that Beca should live with them, that they were so much better without each other.

"I don't wanna go to my mom's tomorrow. I wanna stay here...find out what happened with Benji..." Beca sighed, staring up at the blanket ceiling they had made; feeling Emily's fingers against hers. Emily always held her hands at moments like this. When she assumed Beca was getting upset over something, even when Emily never fully understood. The slightly older girl sighed to herself and shook her head before turning to look at Emily who was now lying and looking at her.

"Benji?" Emily laughed, rolling her eyes at her best friend. "Beca, you're silly. Really. You know Benji was only talking to me to get me away from you so Jesse could talk to you. And you just completely ignored him." She continued, her words tumbling out between laughs. Beca was really oblivious when it came to boys. Not that Emily knew the real reason for that. Boys were not cute to Beca, but girls definitely were.

"Boys suck." She concluded, not planning on elaborating. Yet she did. "Well I mean like, they are alright, but Jesse isn't cute. Boys aren't cute, girls are." The girl just shrugged, shaking her head a little to try and brush off the topic. Yeah she brought it up, but she was done talking about it now. That was a Beca trait: wants to talk about something but never fully.

Emily frowned softly, her fingers wriggling between Beca's like the did whenever one of them was upset. The younger girl having been around the other for long enough to know to let Beca open up when she wanted. It's what led to their first ever falling out when they were six, when Emily near demanded to know why Beca was upset. The 'fight' had led to both of them saying they were no longer best friends only to make up a few hours later completely forgetting about the whole thing.

Emily waited a while before speaking once again. "Do you ever wonder what it's like to kiss a girl?" She was so curious about everything. Now that Beca had put the idea of finding girls cute in her head it was all she was thinking about.