anonymous asked: Beca and Chloe are both on terrible dates and meet each other in the bathroom, then escape together even though they just met. 🌈
Beca had just finished washing her hands, taking a lot longer than necessary just to avoid having to go out there again, when a redheaded woman barged into the room. It was only when she heard said woman curse rather loudly that she turned around to face her, studying her questioningly.
She was definitely dressed to impress in that short blue dress of hers that even Beca noticed complimented her eyes perfectly. The brunette didn’t know a thing about fashion, but one thing that she definitely did know was that this woman was positively breathtaking. Somewhat out of breath, too, as she kept cursing and running her hand through her red curls, obviously very upset about something.
And Beca usually didn’t talk to people, usually didn’t care enough, but still she smiled softly when their eyes met, the blue of them so bright even in the dim light of this bathroom. And there shouldn’t be anything remotely romantic or even sexual about this encounter, because a bathroom wasn’t usually where one went to find love, and yet Beca was still grinning when she finally managed to open her mouth.
“You okay?” she asked gingerly, not wanting to seem nosy, not wanting to cross a line with a random stranger who she didn’t know and definitely didn’t want to, well, do some more inappropriate things with. And her thoughts were definitely slowly drifting into that territory. Beca wanted to punch herself for being so useless and gay all of the sudden. She did not care about people and she wasn’t going to start now, the other woman clearly on a date based on her choice of clothing, though it didn’t seem to go all that well considering she was currently cursing to herself in the restroom, far away from whoever she was here with.
“Yeah, just…” the other woman groaned again, trying to fix her hair. “I don’t know what to do. My date’s kind of an ass..”
Beca raised her eyebrows, interested as she stood next to the stranger, looking at their reflection in the mirror. “Why are you here with him then?”
She wasn’t quite sure, but Beca swore she’d been able to spot rosy cheeks that went well with the way the other woman was biting her lip now, smile tugging on the corners of her mouth. “Her, actually. She’s…god she’s so self involved and arrogant and I literally haven’t been able to get out one word without her interrutping me and I really, really just wanna get out of here.”
Beca, now staring at the redhead, as said woman smiled after finishing her rant had to admit that she’d barely been able to process anything but the fact that, yes, she wasn’t the only queer woman in this room. She couldn’t help but smile a little, shake her head in amusent as she so desperately tried to act normal, no idea what had suddenly gotten into her. “Wow. That… that sounds bad, dude.”
“That describes it pretty well,” Chloe laughed, light and carefree despite her current situation, flashing dimples that Beca couldn’t help but admire, a blush creeping up her neck. “I’m Chloe, by the way.”
“Well, Beca, what are you doing all alone in this restroom?” Chloe sounded happy, perhaps a bit too happy to have someone share her misery.
“Would you rather that I have someone with me?” Beca raised her eyebrows in amusement, not expecting the rather suggestive look that Chloe shot her in response. “There’s this creppy guy that keeps hitting on me.”
Chloe grinned at her, then, biting her lip again and studying her perhaps a bit too throughoutly. “You know what? I think we should get out of here.”
“I think that’d be reasonable,” the words came out more teasingly than Beca had intended and yet it didn’t stop both of them from smiling, enhanced it even. The brunette then frowned, however, as she realized that they were kind of trapped now. “But, uhh, I don’t wanna go out of there and see him again.”
“Me neither, god,” Chloe laughed, shaking her head, just thinking about having to come up with an actual excuse, thinking about having to talk to this girl again, made her skin crawl.
“So what do we do now, jump out of the window?” It was meant as a joke. Beca had clearly meant it as a joke and not an actual, serious, proposal, but Chloe’s eyes had lit up at the idea and a devilish grin was decorating her lips now. Beca immediately recognized said look and started shaking her head vehemently. “Dude, no! Do you see how small this thing is? No wa-”
“It’s the only way we’ll get out of here!! Come on, live a little.”
Beca wanted to protest, she really did, but by the time she could form words again Chloe had already stepped onto one of the toilets, opening said window and trying to pull herself up. And this, Beca thought, was so far away from how she thought this evening was going to go that it almost made her laugh. She had just wanted to get a drink, relax a bit on her own after an incredibly stressfull week that had included too much work and too many people. And somehow she had ended up sneaking out of the bathroom with a gorgeous woman and even though it was absolutely ridiculous, she couldn’t say she was complaining about it.
“I’m almost out!!” Chloe yelled happily and just a few seconds later she had disappeared out of the window and into the cold night air.
Beca was almost scared that she wasn’t going to be there anymore once she, too, had made it to the other side. But, after some initial struggles, she was standing in front of her again. There were high fives and goofy grins, both of them unable to stop giggling, unable to believe what they had done.
“Well, that was certainly not how I saw this night going,” Beca chuckled once they had caught their breath again, slowly making their way towards an actual street and away from the sketchy alleyway they had found themselves in.
“What? You didn’t see yourself leaving with a gorgeous woman tonight?” Chloe asked teasingly and Beca playfully nudged her shoulder instead of coming up with an actual answer to the rhetorical question that the redhead was definitely using to rile her up.
“Well? You wanna go somewhere else or not?”
Beca’s heart fluttered in her chest when Chloe then went on to take her hand.
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