Summary: Beca is refusing to see the obvious, and it’s driving Stacie crazy
Notes: It’s Bechloe week!! I feel like I haven’t written in forever, and I’ve been a bit busy with life, so I started out with something short and sweet which I hope you all like!
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“You’re being ridiculous,” Beca said, watching as Stacie stirred sugar into her coffee. “And also way too loud.” She shot a look over her shoulder to make sure the redheaded barista wasn’t in earshot.
“No, you’re being ridiculous,” Stacie replied, not bothering to keep her voice down. “I’m being observant.”
“Stace, this is my favourite coffee shop on campus-”
“-I wonder why-”
“-please don’t make me have to add it to my list of places I’m too embarrassed to show my face in.”
“You’re quite literally the most dramatic person I’ve ever met,” Stacie said.
“And you’re the most frustrating,” Beca countered.
“All I’m saying is that you should ask her for her number.”
“Dude, gross, she’s at work I’m not a creep,” Beca said, practically dragging Stacie out of the door.
“I don’t mean right now,” Stacie said, pulling her arm from Beca’s grasp. “I mean the next time you bump into her on campus.”
Beca shook her head as they carried on walking towards the library. “Can we drop this? You’re supposed to be helping me study.”
“Which I will, once we get to the library and you tell me why you won’t ask out the cute barista who is so obviously into you.”
Beca scoffed. “Dude, she isn’t into me.”
“She remembers your name and your drink order,” Stacie said, ticking both off on her fingers.
“She remembers everyone’s names and drink orders,” Beca replied, rolling her eyes. “She’s a good barista.”
“She always smiles when she sees you.”
“She smiles when she sees everyone. Plus I’m a good tipper.”
“She spells your name with one ‘C’,” Stacie said, tapping the correct spelling on Beca’s cup. “You’re the only Beca I know who spells their name like that.”
“She-”
Stacie cleared her throat and tapped on her own cup. The ‘Stacey’ on Stacie’s cup was hastily scribbled. Beca looked back at her own. ‘Beca’ followed by a smiley face.
“She… um… she must have…”
“While you reach for something, let me add that you’re literally losing nothing by asking her out, but you might be gaining a date with the super hot redhead barista.”
“Chloe,” Beca said. “Her name is Chloe, which I know, because of her name tag. And she knows how to spell my name because it’s on my student ID, which I always wear and you never do. Check, mate.” Beca tapped triumphantly on the plastic ID card hung around her neck.
“Riiight,” Stacie said. “She was staring at your chest so she could read your ID.”
Beca felt the blush creep all the way up to her neck.
“I’m done talking about this,” she said. “Chloe isn’t into me. And I’m…” Beca trailed off, knowing it’d be pointless trying to insist that she wasn’t into Chloe. “I’m busy. With school, and my music, and the radio station. I don’t have time to date.”
“Fine, I’ll drop it,” Stacie said. “But even if she did say no - which she wouldn’t - what’s the worst that could happen?”
“I could die,” Beca deadpanned.
“Seriously,” Stacie said. “Nothing bad would happen. You’d feel a little embarrassed and then you’d move on. Was it awkward between you and Jesse when you turned him down?”
“No,” Beca admitted. “Well, not for him, I don’t think Jesse has the capacity for embarrassment. I was awkward about it.”
“For like a day, and now you guys are back to being friends.”
“Yeah but there’s like a weird dynamic here. I know where she works and I’ll see her on campus, I don’t want her to think I’m some weird stalker.”
“You’re catastrophising again,” Stacie said. “But I can see we aren’t getting anywhere with this, and I said I’d drop it so I will.”
“Thank you.”
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Beca held off on going back to the coffee shop for as long as she could, which turned out to only be a few days.
She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or not to see Chloe standing behind the counter.
As she always did, the redhead brightened at the sight of Beca walking through the door.
“Beca!” She said brightly.
“Hi,” Beca replied. “How are you?”
“I’m great, thanks,” Chloe said, with a grin that matched her cheery tone. “And you?”
“Oh, you know, got a paper due tomorrow that I forgot about,” Beca said. “So about the same as I normally am.”
“Ah, that sucks, I hope you finish,” Chloe said. “Usual?”
“Please.”
Beca paid and tipped and moved along to the end of the counter to wait for her coffee, all the while trying to get Stacie’s voice out of her head.
“Here you go, Beca,” Chloe said.
“Thanks,” Beca said. She took the coffee from Chloe and was about to turn and walk away, but spotted something different written on the side of her cup.
Your friend is right.
Beca frowned before glancing up at Chloe, who was watching her with a look Beca hadn’t seen her wear before.
She was nervous.
“I, um, I get off at 5,” Chloe said.
Beca blinked, unsure how to respond.
“So, you know, if you wanted to ask for my number or something.”
Beca swallowed. “Oh,” she said. She checked her watch. It was 4:45. “Yeah. I’ll, um, I’ll just…” Beca trailed off and gestured to the empty table beside her. “I’ll just wait here.”
“You don’t need to get back and write your paper?”
“It can wait,” Beca said. “I suddenly have something much more important to do.”
“And what’s that?”
“Wait for you to finish your shift so I can ask you out.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
My Immortal
a new story begins!
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Pitch Perfect (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Beca Mitchell/Chloe Beale, Beca Mitchell & Chloe Beale
Characters: Chloe Beale, Beca Mitchell, Stacie Conrad, Aubrey Posen
Additional Tags: Romance, Drama & Romance, Immortality, Immortal Beca, Soulmates, Old School, Curses, Lesbian Sex, Lesbian Character, Alternate Universe
Summary: I don't know what happened that made this curse latch on to me. I have an idea what I did to deserve this, but all I know is I've been living in pain, having to watch the love of my life die as I live on. But she comes back, she always does.
or
Beca's cursed to be immortal and search for her soulmate.
where are you while i'm wonderin' if i'll ever see you again (1/1)
RATING: T.
PAIRING: Bechloe.
WORDS: 16.3K.
SUMMARY: A missed flight, an unwanted upgrade, a wedding and a girl who just won't leave her mind.
NOTES: Events—but not characters nor their actions—based on Love At First Sight (2023).
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It struck Beca, as wheels touched tarmac and the captain’s voice sounded over the speaker letting them know the local time and temperature, that this brief encounter really was a brief encounter. Once they departed the plane and went their separate ways, it was likely Beca wouldn’t see these passengers again. She wouldn’t see Chloe again.
Something about the realization made her feel uneasy. Enough so that as the seatbelt sign dinged back off and everybody began to rise, an uncharacteristic wave of courage flooded through Beca.
“Hey, um…I know this is kinda weird,” she began, attempting to keep her tone light and breezy. “But I was wondering—”
Chloe, mid-pulling a thick, fleeced hoodie from her backpack, paused to give Beca her attention. “Hm?”
“—If, I don’t know, maybe I could…get your number?”
To begin with, Chloe’s softening expression confused Beca. She couldn’t tell whether it was a look of pity, like maybe Beca had read their chemistry wrong and Chloe felt too sorry for her to say no right away, or whether her smile was genuine.
“Of course you can,” Chloe eventually said.
It was only then, when her shoulders relaxed and she released a long exhale, that Beca realized she’d been holding her breath.
“Here, hand me your phone.”
BECHLOE AU; Where Chloe was always curious about the girl next door whose family dynamic was a hot mess - according to Chloe's parents - and who shortly after disappeared from their neighborhood. Chloe never got the chance to properly meet her. Not until one day when she returned.
