Couple of 10s
âBet you I can get those ladies numbers.â Beca says, wiping the sweat from her brow before putting her hair in a ponytail and pulling it through the gap in the back of her baseball cap that she settles on her head.
"Do you mean at the same time or..." Stacie asks with a breathy chuckle as she gets off the treadmill, accepting a towel from Beca to wipe the sweat from her neck and chest.
"Yeah, at the same time."
"Beca, even I couldn't pull that off and you've seen me." Stacie says, amused and slightly concerned about the huge boost in confidence she's seen in her shorter friend in the last few weeks.
"I can so do it." Beca smirks, taking a drink from her water bottle.
She has always had an aversion to exercise, so she surprised herself when she managed to keep up a steady four day a week schedule at the gym for the last two months. It was on a Wednesday that she lost a bet to Stacie, which her punishment was joining her for a gym session the next day. She had to do all the activities her taller friend did for the same amount of time she did. She feels like she almost died, she was so out of breath and sore after. But then, the blonde and redhead came in just as she was hobbling to the showers. Beca didn't know why, but she just knew she had to get to know them.
She's a chicken shit though. So, instead of talking to them that day, she came back the next Tuesday with Stacie. She almost thought they weren't going to be there, but then they walked in 20 minutes later. Beca tried not to be some creeper, but she couldn't help when her eyes wandered on occasion to them. She noticed they seemed to be about as fit as Stacie, working through weights roughly double what Beca was and running the treadmill longer and faster.
Beca knew if she was going to have a chance with either of them, she'd have to get her shit together and get in shape. So, to avoid Stacie and embarrassing herself in front of the most attractive women she's ever seen, she started going to the gym on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sunday's workout. She even did research, investing in the best reviewed pre and post workout supplements and started eating healthier.
Even though she lives with Stacie, she managed to keep these things from her best friend. Stacie is majoring in biomedical engineering, so has a heavy school load and internship at a top tissue engineering company. Beca is majoring in music production and has her internship at the top studio in the South. Lately, they only see each other for about an hour before bed and on Saturdays for their DVR clearing nights.
"Alright, what do you get if you win?" Stacie asks, already knowing what she's asking for in her inevitable victory.
"When I win, you do all the dusting and dishes for the next six months." Stacie isn't surprised by this, since those are Beca's least favorite chores.
"Okay, and when I win, you gotta make that song I've been asking for since sophomore year of high school." Stacie says, a smug smile on her face.
Stacie has been begging Beca to make a song, lyrics and all, for her to put at the top of her sex playlist for five years now. Beca is adamant about not doing it, turning beet red each time it's brought up. Stacie has every confidence Beca is capable of doing it (very well, based on what she's heard coming from her bedroom the few times she's had a girlfriend over), but she's embarrassed to write something as dirty as Stacie would expect. So, each time they make a bet that Stacie knows is a sure thing on her end, that's what she requests. And every time, Beca immediately backs down.
"Deal." Beca says without hesitation.
"Wait, what?" Stacie asks, completely thrown off guard.
"I win, you do dishes and dusting for six months. You win, you get your sex song." Beca simplifies, now sporting her own smug smirk.
"Uh, okay. Well, get to it then. I've been waiting half a decade for an original Beca Mitchell spank track." Stacie says, finally snapping back into her usual confident self.
With just her smirk as a reply, Beca wanders over to the gorgeous blonde and redhead currently chatting by the kettle balls while sipping from their water bottles. The blonde is wearing purple leggings that really accentuate her perfect ass, and a purple tank top that shows off her toned arms. The redhead has on hot pink leggings that come to mid calf, showing off the same asset as the blonde, and a grey tank top with the sides cut low.
The blonde sees Beca first and nudges her friend to get her to stop talking. The brunette takes a breath, looking down for a moment to settle the nerves that are creeping back the closer she gets. While her eyes are down, she doesn't catch the the other two women bite their lower lips to stifle smiles. They get their expressions under control just as Beca looks up again, stopping a couple feet away.
"Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me out with something?" Beca asks, having worked on this pick up line for a month now.
"Sure, how can we help you? I'm Chloe, by the way. And this is Aubrey." The redhead answers, doing a poor job of hiding her excitement.
"I'm Beca." She says, relaxing a little at how well things are going so far. "I was gonna do some squats, but needed help with the weights, if you two don't mind?"
"We can do that. How much are you trying to squat?" The blonde, Aubrey, offers this time.
"A couple of 10s." Beca points a finger out and gestures it between Aubrey and Chloe.
She let's out an internal sigh of relief when Chloe gives a delighted laugh and even Aubrey, who she noticed gives off serious HBIC energy and has RBF to rival her own, fights her own smile.
"So, is that your way of hitting on us? Does that usually work for you?" Aubrey asks, and Beca deflates a little bit at her tone.
"Uh, maybe? I've never tried that before..." Beca answers, not having planned much on that not working.
"What were you hoping to accomplish? Get one of our numbers and go brag to your friend over there?" Aubrey is on a roll, tearing down the confidence Beca built up over the last couple of months in a matter of seconds.
"Um, both of your numbers actually. And maybe a date. Not for any bragging rights, although I kind of did bet my roommate that she'd have to do some of my chores if I got them. That wasn't really my intention coming over here though..." Beca answers quietly, eyes flicking between both women.
Aubrey just continues scowling at her, looking entirely unimpressed now. The trace of amusement when Beca first used the line completely evaporated. Chloe is pouting slightly, eyes flicking between Beca and Aubrey. So, when neither respond Beca just slumps her shoulders and gestures behind her.
"Alright, now that I've fully embarrassed myself, I'm just gonna go. Uh, sorry I bothered you."
"Bree." Chloe pleads, finally saying something beyond the initial greeting a few minutes ago.
"Tell you what, Beca. If you can squat us 'couple of 10s', we'll give you our numbers." Aubrey sighs, rolling her eyes at the whine Chloe let's out.
"Bree, she's so tiny. And you watched her same as me that day a couple months ago. She does cardio. No way she can hold herself up with both of us hanging off her, let alone squat." Chloe thinks she whispers, but Beca has developed a keen ear and hears it all. She tries not to feel too offended, knowing she is about to prove them wrong about judging her on her size.
Aubrey is much better at keeping her voice down, so Beca doesn't hear her response. But, whatever it was, it seems to ease Chloe's worries. Which in turn boosts Beca's confidence again. It's not hard to see that Chloe wants to get to know Beca as much as the brunette does them.
"So, how do you want to do this?" Beca asks, breaking thier little huddle. "I mean, not that I like this idea of using getting your phone numbers as some kind of prize."
"I can get on your shoulders first. If you can manage that, then you can hold Chloe up in front of you. You have to do five squats without dropping us." Aubrey says, a challenging look in her eye.
"Okay, let's go." Beca says, stretching her legs quickly then squatting down and gesturing at Aubrey to get on her shoulders.
Beca bites her lip to hide a smile, feeling satisfied at making Aubrey squeek at how quickly and easily she stands up with the blonde on her shoulders. She also thinks it's insanely cute. Once she's settled, her hands holding onto the blondes thighs (Beca is trying to not think of how they'd feel around her head another way), she nods her head for Chloe to get on next.
Biting her lip, the redhead scans over them to figure out the logistics of how this will work. "I think it'll be best if I hold onto Aubrey, and you hold me up. Step back a bit, then Bree hold the bar above you to keep your balance."
Doing as instructed, Chloe manages to hop up and wrap her legs around Beca's waist, who immediately catches her around her thighs, after they made sure Aubrey had a good hold on the pull up bar. Chloe manages to stifle a moan at the feel of being wrapped around the sexy brunette, but only just. She then wraps her hands around Aubrey's waist, while Beca keeps a firm hold under Chloe's thighs, and Aubrey tentatively let's go of the bar and holds onto the redhead's shoulders.
"Alright, you two ready? Five reps, right?" Beca asks, trying valiantly to keep any strain from her voice.
Once she gets the go ahead, Beca makes it through all five squats, only starting to really struggle on the last one. Once done, Aubrey grasps the bar above her again so Chloe can clamber back off. Beca squats back down, really feeling the burn now, to let the blonde down without having to jump. Beca preens when she sees the shocked look on both of their faces, but even more so because of the seemingly hard to impress blonde.
"Well, I was not expecting that. I think you've definitely earned this and that date. We're free this weekend." Chloe winks and whispers the last part, pulling out a piece of paper from her wallet phone case.
Beca unfolds the paper and can't help but smile at the two phone numbers written in neat handwriting with little hearts around them. Below is written:
For the hot brunette ;)
"You two just wanted to see how far I'd go, huh? You were already planning on giving this to me." Beca states, rather than asks.
"We will not confirm nor deny. Now, I do believe you have a date to plan." Aubrey smirks, flicking her hand at Beca in a shooing motion.
Beca steps away without a word, sporting what she would later describe to herself as a stupid smile on her face. She immediately pulls out her phone and inputs both of their numbers into a new group message, not adding their contact details yet in her haste.
Beca: Don't worry, Aubrey. I've had the perfect date planned for us for months. Just tell me the time and day đ
"Where the fuck did that come from? Did you seriously get their numbers? What just happened?" Stacie is too shocked to even realize Beca has grabbed her things and is walking away toward the showers.
"I'm gonna need you to not be home for a few hours tonight." Beca says as she holds up her phone with a big, smug smile on her face.
Chloe: How about tonight? Is that too soon? đ
Aubrey: Chloe, please contain yourself.
Chloe: Bree, don't act like you're not eager to see what she's come up with.
Chloe: Or not turned on after that display. đ„”
Aubrey: CHLOE!
Aubrey: .... So, is tonight good? đ
Beca: Come to my place at 7. I hope you two like pasta and music. đđ§
Inspired by the below TikTok I saw months ago. I planned on writing this right away, but my phone died literally as I was going to hit post. I lost it all. So, I just now got the motivation to write it again.
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTdEmyvgF/?k=1
