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Thanksgiving was just around the corner. To say the Bellas were excited would be an understatement. Not everyone was present, some of the Bellas having traveled to their hometowns early. This left Flo, Stacie, Beca, Jessica, and Chloe.
Jessica lay on the floor moping. She missed Ashley like there was no tomorrow. Flo was stationed beside the moping girl, trying to comfort her while she yelled random things at the tv blasting in front of them. "Get the chicken!"
Meanwhile Stacie sat at the dinner table stuffing lays potato chips into her mouth. She missed a certain blonde, but she wouldn't dare tell anyone. She hoped she made it over to her family, safely. Stacie didn't know what their relationship was, but there was definitely something and she didn't want to mess up any chances she had by exposing them too early. Especially to Fat Amy. She wouldn't leave them alone if word got out.
"What do you guys think Ashley's doing right now?" Jess asked, no one replying to her. Flo just rubbed reassuring pity filled circles on the girl's back.
Chloe was being her preppy self upstairs in Beca’s room, keeping the DJ company while she worked on her music. Hanging upside down on her bed, she looked at the brunette. "Can I ask you something?"
Taking note on the nervousness in her voice, Beca spun around in her office chair to give Chloe her full undivided attention, removing her headphones. "Yes Chlo?" she questioned.
Chloe bit her lip for a moment before she sat upright to pop the question. "Did you want to visit my parents with me?" She blurted. It was unlike Chloe to be nervous of all things, but here she was, fiddling with the material of Beca’s bed sheets.
Caught off guard and at a loss for words, Beca practically gaped at the girl. "You…want me to meet your parents?" she asked. They hadn't brought the subject up before as they had only been dating for a couple months, though it felt like much longer.
Nodding, Chloe looked back up. "I don't want to go by myself." Chloe's mom had recently remarried and Chloe wasn't the fondest of her step dad. This thanksgiving would be with her mom, her biological dad, and her stepdad. Not to mention Chloe had two brothers.
The DJ knew about Chloe's situation and nodded slowly, processing the information. She knew her family was back in Tampa Florida, so the distance wasn’t too bad, and If she were in the redhead's shoes, she would want company with her too. "They could possibly hate me." Beca thought out loud. She really wanted to make a good impression. This was her girlfriend's family they were talking about.
Getting off the bed Chloe made her way over to her gently sitting in her lap. She knew It always flustered the DJ. Sure enough, Beca's cheeks turned some in color. "They couldn't hate you Becs. They'll love you. Please? Come with me." Chloe started to pout, jutting out her bottom lip a bit.
Putty. Putty was how Beca felt every time Chloe tried to get what she wanted. Only a few seconds passed until Beca gave in with a sigh. "I'll go with you." She mumbled quietly but loud enough for the pouter to hear.
"It's going to be so fun!" Chloe exclaimed with a giggle hugging Beca tightly in excitement. "You can meet sparkles and my brothers and oh god my parents will love you!"
Beca remembered the name Sparkles as Chloe's dog she had since she was a little kid.
"Jason might be a little pain in the ass though and probably will ask you tons and tons of questions," Chloe warned, knowing how questioning that brother could be. "You don't have to answer any of them."
Beca nodded. No amount of information given to her would help ease her nerves though. Chloe's mom was the most important. What if she said the wrong things? Or they stopped giving permission for Beca to date their daughter? What i-
Beca's thoughts were cut off with a soft kiss to her side temple. "Baby...It's going to be great okay?" Chloe was practically glowing. "We leave tomorrow," she informed getting up off the alt girl.
"What the hell?" Beca exclaimed with a groan. Being her dramatic-self, she slowly slipped out of her office chair and onto the floor. "You always do this." She whined. “Last minute crap.”
"Because you work best under pressure," Chloe had a small smirk starting to form on her lips knowing she was right when Beca didn't retort after her comment. "Now come on grumpy, Up up we have to start packing."
The broody brunette replied with another groan, sluggishly moving to retrieve her suitcase and start filling it up, Chloe retreating to her own room to do the same. They barely slept that night, sending each other funny memes and corny pickup lines from their own beds. Eventually they dozed.
Several hours later Beca found herself sprinting across the airport running late, her plane about to take flight. Chloe and Beca had been waiting in line to board when Chloe mentioned a craving. Thinking she could make it to and back from the nearest snack vending machine, Beca took off. Now she found herself sprinting as if her life depended on it, not wanting her to be the reason they missed their flight.
When Beca finally reached the entrance, she saw a pissed off looking redhead shrugging off the security who were trying to get her on board. "Becs!" She exclaimed In relief, her expression changing like a switch.
"I'm sorry," Beca said out of breath as she quickly approached. “I got your granola." Her breathing was a little heavy from the sprint, holding up a granola bar and a small bag of chips with a triumphant smile. They were ushered onto the plane just in time for its take off.
Taking a deep breath, Beca internally set her clock. She didn’t have much time, only being in the air for roughly two hours, but she was taking whatever she could get. She needed to work on her first impression. She glanced at her phone, reading the text she got from Stacie before she put her phone into airplane mode.
Stacie: Goodluck DJ <3
It’d only been half an hour since the flight took off, Beca already complaining and evidently anxious. At times she would settle down and stare out the window in thought. Other times she would be right up against Chloe with an "how much longer chlo?" Chloe didn't mind though. Beca wasn't normally a touchy person so when she was, Chloe liked to take advantage and enjoy the moment while it lasted. Their flight was booked early in the morning, the sun yet to rise.
A slim tall flight attendant walked down one of the aisles with a snack cart. "Would you like anything?" she asked, her voice soft yet clear enough to carry over to the two girls. Chloe's first thought was how attractive the attendant was and a part of her instantly felt hostile. She couldn't help it. Being polite, Chloe shook her head no before her eyes landed on Beca, who seemed to be blushing.
Yeah um, no.
"No thanks. I'm fine...Natalie" Beca awkwardly declined. She even visibly winced at how stupid she sounded in that moment. The flight attendant nodded with a small thankful smile then continued down the aisle asking the other passengers on the plane.
A moment of silence passed before Beca turned to ask Chloe how much time they had left now.
"Ask Natalie. She could help you," Chloe suggested. Her tone gave her irritation away. Maybe, Jealousy too?
Beca watched her in confusion, hesitantly scooting a little closer. "Are you upset? Why are you mad?"
Chloe thought it was self-explanatory and huffed a little bit, not wanting to talk. Instead, she turned to look out the window opposite her side since Beca's seat was the window seat.
The brunette’s brows furrowed, not liking when Chloe was upset. But she knew it was best not to press it until Chloe brought it up herself. That took her quite a bit to learn.
A few minutes passed before Chloe decided to call her out and talk about it after all. "She was basically flirting with you and you were blushing," She said still looking the opposite way from the brunette.
Beca was just about to fall asleep when she heard the girl. She couldn't help but scoff, hoping it went unnoticed afterwards or she would be in bigger trouble than she already was. "I was blushing because I felt you burning holes into the back of my head Chloe." She said in defense, though It came off harsher than she had meant for it to.
Chloe finally turned to look at her, still not happy and it showed on her face. "Do you know her?" she asked wanting to get all the information on this chick that she could.
"No babe," Beca answered starting to get a little exasperated from the questioning.
"You knew her name." Chloe countered back wanting Beca to just admit it and spill everything. She clearly wasn't thinking everything through by this point.
Sighing, the brunette lay her head on the redhead's shoulder hoping she wouldn't get shrugged off. "Du-" She cut herself off from calling Chloe dude, knowing it wasn't the right time and it could make her more mad. So she tried again. "..Baby," her tone changed to a more nurturing tone as if she wasn't irritated just seconds before. "It was on her name tag," Beca then looked up making sure Chloe was looking at her. "I only have eyes for you, Beale."
Chloe took a moment to evaluate Beca's expression and saw no signs of joking around or bad intentions. After a moment Choe started to feel a little guilty. She wrapped her arms around the other. "I'm sorry." She mumbled, not liking to admit she was wrong.
The pair had fallen asleep minutes later in that same position they were embraced in, managing to sleep through the announcement that there would be some turbulence from an upcoming minor storm. Soon enough Beca jolted up in her seat when the plane started to shake.
"Chloe," Beca whimpered, gently but firmly shaking the Bella. She watched too many scary movies with plane crashes to be okay with this. But Chloe was a heavy sleeper, and it took way more effort to wake her up, just like Beca most times. The plane shook a bit more, causing Beca to shake Chloe just a little bit harder. "Chloe." she said louder starting to freak out by the second.
The first thing the redhead picked up on, was the fear in her girlfriend's voice causing her to wake up and immediately look at Beca. "What's wrong?" she asked alert and confused. However, her question was answered when the plane had shaken again, understanding flashing in Chloe's eyes. Sure, Beca seemed like a tough person on the outside, but Chloe always knew it was an act.
Though that didn't mean Chloe couldn't have fun with her every now and then. "Is little Beca scared?" she asked with a small smirk earning her an embarrassed grunt from the other.
"That's not funny." Beca complained not seeing the amusement in the situation.
Chloe bit her lip to keep from laughing and pulled the scaredy cat closer. "We're going to be fine." Chloe said, her uplifting tone helping put Beca's nerves at ease some. Chloe then pulled out and put on Beca's headphones over her ears to give her something to focus on while closing Beca's eyes with her fingers.
Soon the intervals of shaking had stopped, and Chloe slowly shifted to check on the scared Bella. Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Chloe chose to follow suit hoping that when they woke up, they'd be landing any minute.
Light was coming in through the plane windows, prying apart the now drained rain clouds waking Beca who wasn't the fondest of it. Slowly sitting up, she stretched out while trying to take in her surroundings.
"Good morning Sunshine," Chloe greeted cheerfully, noticeably causing Beca to jump a little in surprise.
"Turn it off," Beca mumbled shielding her eyes. "You're the brightest thing on this plane Beale."
Dismissing Beca's comment, Chloe looked out the window noticing the familiar surroundings. "Becs!" She exclaimed with a gasp grabbing Beca's hand in excitement. "We're here!" she said with a squeal waking up some of the other passengers.
Beca didn't reply right away, simply processing the fact that they’d finally arrived.
Crap.
She wasn't ready