Bechloe Week - Thursday - You Don't Bring Me Flowers

“Okay, start from the beginning,” Amy said, once Beca stopped hyperventilating.


“Hey Becs. Is everything okay? You don’t usually call before lunchtime.”

“Hey Chlo, yeah some people around the studio were talking about this new place downtown and I want to try it out. Are you busy tonight around dinner time?”

“Never busy if you are the one asking.”

During the pause, Beca could imagine Chloe winking and she rolled her eyes.

Chloe continued, “Can you pick me up at six, then?”

“Yeah sure, it’s a date or whatever. Gotta go; lots to do with only working three days this week.”

On the other end of the line Chloe blushed. “Alright then,” she said.


Beca knocked on the door at ten minutes to six.

“Wow, you look…” Beca stared at Chloe, hair done up, make up perfectly done and suddenly she felt like an ugly troll.

“You like?” Chloe’s smile lit up the doorway as she spun around to show off her flowy dress.

“Yes. You look so amazing. Now I feel underdressed.”

“You look beautiful. You always do.”

Beca blushed and ducked he head. “Whatever. I’m sorry. I mean thank you. Oh, here. I passed a shop on the way home and these made me think of you.”

“Oh, they are my favorite flowers and so beautiful. Thank you so much!” She ducked into her apartment to put the flowers in water and a few minutes later they were on their way.


Chloe wouldn’t stop grinning at her, so Beca took to looking around the restaurant. The decor felt like a cross between New York City and Atlanta and somehow they made that work.

Beca’s humming slowly turned to singing. “I won’t treat you like you’re oh so typical. All you think of lately is getting underneath me. All I dream of lately is how to get you underneath me.”

“Is that so?”

“Oh, sorry I’ve been working on a remix for the club on Saturday. It’s kind of catchy and I guess the lyrics are stuck in my head.”

“And here I thought you were singing me a love song.”

Beca rolled her eyes. “You’re so weird.”

Chloe arched her eyebrow. “Tegan and Sara, huh?” she mused.

Beca shrugged. “Yeah, I’d never heard of them before, but Cynthia Rose said I might like them.”

Chloe giggled. “Of course she did.”

“I don’t get it.”

“It’s just…”

“Sorry to interrupt, ladies. Can I take your order, please?”


The meal was delicious and the conversation easy. Chloe was thinking about veterinary school, which for some reason made her feel better than the idea of her as an exotic dancer.

“You can be anything you want to be Chlo. I believe in you. We took world’s remember? Together we’re unstoppable.”

“You and me?” Chloe asked with a curious expression.

“Together forever,” Beca offered raising her glass in salute.


When they got back to Chloe’s apartment, Chloe stopped outside of the door and grinned. She sang “Can you come a little closer?”

Beca rolled her eyes and let Chloe wrap her arms around Beca’s neck.

Chloe looked into Beca’s eyes for a moment and smiled. “Tonight was absolutely perfect. Thank you so much for everything!”


“And then she kissed me! She kissed me on the lips Amy!”

“You don’t bring me flowers,” Amy whined.

"You are allergic.”

“So you bought her flowers, sang her a love song, you talked about your future together and on top of that you called it a date,” Amy deadpanned.

"I uh… Oh. Well damn.”

“If Bumper had done that for me, I would have been all over him like … well me on chocolate cake. I mean I would be anyway, but you know if didn’t know him and wasn’t already riding that pony every chance I get. And believe me when I tell you…”

“Dude, gross! Yeah, I get it. okay I just. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about this.”

“Beca, you and I have been roommates for years, besties even and you hardly talk to me when you come through the door after work. You literally jump when she calls your name. You can’t wait to be with her. I think you already know what you feel. The question is: What are you going to do about it?”

So Saturday during the finale performance shoot, Rebel decided to do a Q&A in between takes since it was taking a while to set up the cameras and this happened:

Fan: “If you could be any other Bella, who would you be, and why?”

Rebel: “Probably Chloe, because she’s got that weird thing with Beca”

I swear to god, everyone in the audience lost their mind. We died. Rebel is the biggest bechloe shipper on the planet and I love her for it.