Bechloe - One For My Baby

Chapter XXIII

The following morning Beca and Chloe didn't wake up until late. They were so exhausted from the night before they just fell asleep and slept right through until the following morning. Mark didn't bother to wake the girls - he just let them sleep. The couple didn't wake up to around half-past ten.

"Mm..." Chloe stretched out once she woke, making Beca tighten her hold around the redhead.

"Don't move," Beca mumbled.

"Why not?" Chloe giggled.

"Because you're comfy and I don't want to move from this position ever."

Chloe giggled again and rubbed Beca's arms that were around her.

"Did you have a good time last night?" Beca checked.

"Yes, it was the best. Did you?"

"Yes, it was amazing. I can't wait to go back next weekend. You're coming to that one, too right?"

"You want me to spend every weekend with you?"

"Yes, and don't tell the others or else I'll never hear the end of it."

Chloe laughed. "It's okay to want to be around people, Becs."

"I don't want to be around people - I only want to be around you."

Chloe's heart fluttered. "You're so sweet."

"Don't tell anyone that either."

"With all due respect, Becs, I think everyone knows you're sweet for me. I mean, you DID write a song for me and play it at the club last night where everyone heard it."

"Let's hope they were drunk enough to forget about it."

"You don't want people to know that you care about me?"

"You know damn well that's not what I mean, Beale,"

Chloe giggled. "Yes, baby." Chloe then turned around in Beca's arms and kissed her head.

Beca lifted her head and slowly blinked her eyes open, making Chloe smile.

"There she is," Chloe greeted. "Good morning, sunshine."

Beca frowned a little.

"I mean raincloud," Chloe corrected, making Beca smile and peck her girlfriend's lips.

"Good morning," Beca kissed Chloe again before nuzzling her face in Chloe's chest.

"As much as I love this, Becs, I need to pee."

"No," Beca whined, her grip tightening.

"I know, I don't want to move either but I want to be comfortable when I cuddle you."

"Can't you hold it a little longer?"

"I drunk a lot of lemonade last night, Becs, and it's caught up with me."

"No..."

"Beca," Chloe laughed.

"No..."

"Beca Mitchell, I am going to pee this bed if you don't let me go."

"Then just keep it on your side."

"Beca!"

"That's it." Beca lifted her head then removed her arms from around Chloe, straddled her lap, and began tickling her.

"Beca! NO!" Chloe roared with laughter.

Tickling was Chloe's weakness. She was so ticklish and she was completely powerless to whoever was tickling her.