it’s only natural, but why did it have to me be?
Bechloe Week 2018 - Day 4: Why
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summary: Both times, while Aubrey holds them, she hears it again and again.“Why? Why not me?”
[also, check out @chloepearl‘s piece for today, it fits very well with this fic!]
Chloe’s in love with Beca Mitchell.
She thinks she’s been in love the whole time, falling quickly and unexpectedly somewhere between that fateful day at the Activities Fair and the night Beca sends that dumb trophy flying through a window.
Chloe isn’t sure the exact moment it happens. Perhaps it’s not even one exact moment, maybe it’s all the little moments that lead up to the way her heart breaks when Beca walks away from them - from her - at the semis.
Beca’s grumpy and standoffish, but Chloe knows better now. She knows she loves music more than anything, that deep down she cares about people more than she lets on, that she tries so hard to suppress her smile when Chloe says something, but Chloe can see the way she rolls her eyes and twists her lips in a fond way.
Beca comes back to the Bellas - to her - and the way she looks at Chloe when they sing in that empty pool makes Chloe feel something she’s never quite felt with anyone before.
Chloe’s in love with Beca; Chloe is sure of it now.
And she’s going to tell Beca.
Beca’s in love with Chloe Beale.
She thinks she always has, but Beca never really knew it until recently. Chloe has always been Chloe, and Chloe being Chloe has always been different than Stacie being Stacie or Fat Amy being Fat Amy. But there was Jesse and then Worlds, but the longer she lives in New York with Chloe and Amy, the longer she shares a bed with Chloe, the longer she does things like grocery shopping and using Chloe as her emergency contact and coming home from work to Chloe, she starts to figure it out.
Chloe has always been Chloe, sure, but Beca knows that means something else.
It means something else when Chloe is her favorite good morning and final good night, or when Chloe stops by and drops lunch off at work because she knows Beca forgets sometimes, or how when Beca’s having a shitty day Chloe takes out two bottles of beers from the fridge and forces her to watch rom-coms on Netflix until they’re asleep against each other, legs tangled.
Really, it’s silly to think there would be anyone else.
And she thinks she’s going to tell Chloe.
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