the exception (1)

just a lil something bc i was getting anxious of not doing anything besides school and work for months... hope y'all like and that i can find it in me to continue (cries)

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When Chloe arrived home from school one evening, it was to find Beca passed out on her bed. The Bella House was quiet, all the girls not busy out partying cooped up in their rooms, and Beca had been too anxious, too lonely, to lock herself up in her small shared attic with Amy. She missed Chloe’s presence, her warmth, her smell, around her, and so had traipsed down to her room and collapsed onto her bed, staring off into space until the calm feeling of her nerves settling down from Chloe’s Dove body wash carried her away to sleep.

It was now eight p.m, and Chloe had just switched on the lights. Beca groaned, lazily holding one hand to her face. Chloe immediately apologized, switching off the light, opting for the lamp on the bedside table instead, a soft smile creeping onto her lips at the sight of her best friend scrunched up on top of her favorite stuffed plushie. She laid down her bag, sat next to the sight, and gently brushed aside Beca’s hair that was sticking to her cheek.

“Hullo,” Beca mumbled, still refusing to open her eyes. It felt nice to have Chloe touch her skin, however difficult it may seem now that she’s trying to hide her crush. She nuzzled her face against the plushie in her arms, ignoring the fact that she probably looked so stupid judging by the tiny giggle Chloe let out. “How was your day?”

“Good,” she replied. Chloe bit her lip to contain her smile, it was starting to spread too wide. “I got a lot of work done.”

“That’s great.” Beca didn’t have anything else to add, since she and Chloe are from different majors and frankly she didn’t have the energy to hold a conversation anyway, “I missed you.”

Chloe cooed, laying down next to Beca’s curled up form. “I missed you too, babe.” Her hand settled on Beca’s waist, knees tucked in behind Beca’s jeans clad ones. “So much.” Her nose buried in Beca’s hair in this cuddle position and her eyelids were beginning to droop as well. 

Beca felt so content in that very moment. She was safe, Chloe was back, and she no longer had to deal with her many thoughts all on her own. The world stopped to spiral, both of them drifting off into another dreamless nap.