Please Note: I will take prompts for scenes from any of the Pitch Perfect movies; just send me the scene you want to have made into a BeChloe one-shot and that's it. Stories will be mostly fluff, with maybe some some angst, but no smut will be included (sorry, just not my thing).

Usual Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Pitch Perfect movies or their characters.

Prompt taken from a review by horsegurl3: "there is also the "grope" in PP3 that could be a one-shot or any other Bechloe moment through the 3 movies."

So, here you go: First up is a scene from Pitch Perfect 3.

Beca and Chloe were paired up and looking for DJ Khaled. Beca was looking off to her right as she walked along when she was suddenly being pushed behind a potted plant by Chloe.

"Hide," Chloe said as she pushed Beca back.

Beca reached over and tried to see through the plant. "Why are we hiding?," Beca asked.

"I don't know," Chloe responded with a shrug of her shoulders.

Beca realized as they both were trying to look through the leaves that Chloe's hands were firmly planted on her breasts. She looked down at Chloe's hands and then up to Chloe's face.

"Um, dude, what's up with this?," Beca asked as she again looked down at Chloe's hands.

Chloe turned to see what Beca was talking about and saw her look down. She realized where her hands were and said, "Oh." and looked at Beca's face. She furrowed her brow and looked down at her hands. She gave Beca's breasts a squeeze and pushed them up. Beca was looking down at what she was doing, but before she could say anything more she hears, "What are you doing?", from behind Chloe.

Chloe immediately dropped her hands and turned as they both said, "Nothing."

Beca sat on her bed as she thought back over the events of the evening, trying to sort some things out in her head. It wasn't the whole debacle that happened in DJ Khaled's suite, but more of the groping that happened before they found DJ Khaled's suite.

"What did it mean?," Beca thought. "It was kind of weird, even for Chloe. But, a good kind of weird." Beca's eyes widened when a sudden realization hit her. "Oh, my God! I liked it."

Beca got inside her own head and started thinking back over the years since she met Chloe. The first day she met Chloe was nothing special, although she did remember every detail about it. It was their second meeting about a month later that flashes through her mind.

Beca walked into the shower room singing. She went into one of the stalls. After hanging her shower caddy and towel she took off her robe and hung it on the door. She turned on the water and continued singing when the shower curtain was pulled opened. Beca turned at the sound and tried to cover herself.

"Dude," Beca cried out in embarrassment and tried to cover herself with her hands.

'You can sing!," the redhead (who she now knows was Chloe) said as she reached to turn the water off. "How high does your belt go?"

"My what?," Beca yelled as she tried to cover her body with her hands. "Oh, God!"

"You have to audition for the Bellas," Chloe said.

"I can't concentrate on anything you're saying til you cover your junk," Beca said. She'll admit it now, but she would never have admitted back then, she looked. She was embarrassed that she had looked at the naked redhead and turned her body to face the shower wall, trying to keep her eyes glued to the wall along with her body.

"Just consider it," Chloe continued. "One time we sang backup for Prince. His butt is so tiny, I can hold it with one hand."

At this point, Beca turned to close the curtain only to have Chloe open it again, causing Beca to drop her shampoo bottle that was doing very little to help her keep her lady bits covered.

"Oops!," Chloe said.

"Seriously, I am nude," Beca said facing the wall again..

"You were singing 'Titanium' right?," Chloe asked.

"You know David Guetta?," Beca asked surprised, looking over her shoulder at the girl.

"What? Have I been living under a rock?," Chloe asked. "That song is my jam." She leaned in with a grin and added, "My lady jam."

"That's nice," Beca said.

"Yeah, it is! That song really builds," Chloe said with a wink. "Sing it for me?"

"Ew! No! Get out!," Beca said loudly.

"Not for that reason!," Chloe said. "Look, I'm not leaving here until you sing so…"

Beca turned away from her and Chloe lets out a big sigh. Beca finally gave in and they started singing. When they were done, the two stood there smiling and staring at each other. Chloe noticed when Beca glanced down at her body.

"Yeah, I'm pretty confident about..." Chloe said and motioned down her body, "...all this."

"You should be," Beca responded.

"Oh, my God!," Beca said and covered her mouth afraid Chloe could hear her in the bathroom. "Oh, my God!," she whispered. "I can't believe I actually said that."

Beca ran her hands through her hair and thought about just leaving the room. She got off the bed, but then thought that if she did leave, she'd still have to come back and face Chloe. Beca sat back down and thought more about her 'friendship' with Chloe.

There was that time Chloe talked about not doing enough experimenting in college. Beca wondered if Chloe meant she wanted to experiment with her. Beca had done some experimenting in High School and wasn't totally opposed to the idea. Actually, she thought about all the girls she knew and realized that she wasn't totally opposed to the idea of experimenting as long as it was with Chloe.

"Oh, God, this is so wrong," Beca thinks. "She's my best friend. I shouldn't be having these kinds of thoughts about her."

Beca laid down on the bed and threw her arm over her eyes and thinks about Chloe. Like the times she'd kiss Beca on the cheek as a thank you. It always made Beca smile. Like how Chloe knew her coffee order and never got it wrong. That may not seem like a big deal to many, but Beca was very serious about her coffee. She then thought about all the hugs Chloe had given her over the years. Hugs she accepted without any thought. Hugs that she thoroughly enjoyed. No one could hug you like Chloe Beale hugged you.

And, then there were the cuddles. They started when they shared the Bella house. Chloe liked to cuddle when she watched movies on their Bellas bonding nights. But, Chloe never seemed to cuddle with anyone else. Just Beca.

The cuddles became an every night occurrence once they moved to their tiny little apartment in Brooklyn. She and Chloe had to share the pull out bed and cuddling just sort of happened. Not that either one of them tried to stop it, but still, Beca never wanted to cuddle with anyone else.

"What stopped Chloe and I from becoming more than friends?," Beca asked herself. "Oh, right. Jesse."

Beca thought back and realized that the cuddles in their tiny little apartment became. . . .cuddlier since she and Jesse called it quits. Could Chloe have feelings for her? Has she been waiting for Beca to be single again? Jesse had been around since Beca's freshman year, but Chloe had Tom then. But after she broke up with Tom, Chloe didn't really date that much. "Why didn't Chloe date that much? I mean she's gorgeous and outgoing. She's the nicest person I know. Anyone would be lucky to date Chloe."

Beca sighed and started feeling bad that Chloe isn't in a romantic relationship. "She should date me," Beca thought. "I'd be good to her." And then her eyes widened. "Fuck!" Beca sits straight up in the bed. "Is that what I want with Chloe? A romantic relationship?"

She flops back onto the bed. "Fuck my life," she muttered. "She's my best friend. I shouldn't be thinking about her like this."

Beca rubs her eyes with the heels of her hands. She blinks and thinks, "But, then again, couples say things about being friends first before they became romantically involved. That they married their best friend. Maybe I can have that with Chloe."

Beca's eyes widen and she sits up in bed as another realization hits her.

Chloe was humming quietly as she finished drying herself off and got dressed. She gently combed her hair and decided to just let it air dry since they were in for the night. She rubbed lotion on her legs and arms and put her night time moisturizer on her face. She had just opened the bathroom door when she heard Beca say, "How could I have loved Chloe all this time and not realized it until now?"

She put a hand to her mouth to cover her gasp. She quietly closed the bathroom door and had a quiet mini-freakout. "Oh, my God," Chloe thinks. "Does this mean that Beca loves me?" A big smile comes to Chloe's face. "Only one way to find out."

Chloe calms herself and opens the bathroom door and comes strolling out. "All done," she said with a smile.

Beca was just laying on the bed. She sat up when she heard Chloe open the bathroom door. She couldn't look at Chloe so she just looked down at her hands laying in her lap. Chloe looks at her and goes over to the side of the bed.

"Scootch back and sit against the headboard," Chloe ordered Beca.

"What?," Beca asked looking at Chloe. "Why?"

"Just do it," Chloe said with her hand on her hips to show she meant business.

"Oo-kay," Beca said and did as Chloe told her. "Now what?"

Chloe climbs onto the bed and pushes Beca's legs apart at the knees. Beca looked surprised, 'Um, what's happening here?"

"Oh, hush you," Chloe said as she sat between Beca's legs with her back to Beca. She then pushed herself back until she could comfortably lean back against Beca. She took Beca's arms and wrapped them around her waist, keeping a grip on them.

"Chloe?," Beca asked. "What exactly are you doing?"

"We are going to have a serious talk," Chloe said her voice serious. "When I was a kid, my mom or dad would hold me like this whenever they had to talk to me about something serious. It always made me feel calm and safe."

"Why do you need to feel calm and safe?," Beca asked. "It's just me."

"That's why," Chloe responded. "I also don't want you to freak out and run away from this."

"From what exactly am I going to freak out and want to run away?," Beca asked.

Chloe tightened her hold on Beca's arms. "I heard what you said," Chloe told her.

"Oh," Beca said and tensed. "What exactly did you hear?"

"You said, 'How could I have loved Chloe all this time and not realized it until now?'," Chloe told her. "Did you mean it? Do you really love me?"

Beca was glad that Chloe couldn't see her face. See the look of pure terror she knew was there. She thought for a moment and realized that Chloe didn't seem to be freaking out about what she heard. And suddenly, Beca wasn't afraid of this conversation or her newly discovered feelings. Because it seems that maybe Chloe does feel the same way.

"Yes," Beca said with a confidence she didn't know she had. "Yes, I meant it."

"Good," Chloe said. Beca swears she can hear the smile in Chloe's voice. "Because I love you, too."

"Really?," Beca asked a big smile lighting up her face.

"Yes, really," Chloe said and smiled. "So, we both said it now. Does this mean we can be in a relationship? Of a romantic nature?"

Beca tries to turn Chloe to face her. Chloe holds firm and doesn't let her. "Not yet," Chloe said. "Answer the question first."

"Okay, but before I answer that," Beca said thinking. "Answer a question for me first."

"Um, sure," Chloe said hesitantly, unsure of where this might go. "What's your question?"

"What was with the whole groping situation earlier?," Beca asked.

"I was so not groping you," Chloe said indignantly.

"You weren't?," Beca asked and leaned forward to see Chloe's face.

Chloe turned so she could see Beca's face and actually blushed. "I didn't mean to grab you...there when I pushed you. But then when you brought my attention to where my hands were, I kind of took advantage of you. So, yes, I did grope you and I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Beca said. She then took on a more serious tone. "Yes, I would like to have a relationship of a romantic nature with you."

Beca could feel the excitement emanating from Chloe and couldn't help but smile.

"So, what now?," Beca asked.

"Well, you're more than welcome to grope me so we can even the score if you want," Chloe replied with a giggle as she moved Beca's hands up her stomach.

"Oh, my God!," Beca laughed and grabbed Chloe's wrists to pull their hands back down. She held them across Chloe's stomach.

"You're so easy, Becs," Chloe said with a laugh, letting Beca keep their hands in place.

"That may be," Beca said smiling. "But you need to slow your roll. I think I may need to work my way up to that."

"Oh well, you're loss," Chloe said with a shrug. "How about we start with a dinner date. Just you, me, maybe some wine and candles. Our next stop is Paris. I can't think of anything more romantic than starting our romantic relationship off in the city of love."

"That was so cheesy," Beca said with a small laugh. She kisses Chloe's shoulder. "Don't ever change."

"I certainly hope that after declaring our love for each other that my shoulder isn't the only thing getting kissed tonight," Chloe said and turned in Beca's arms to face her.

Beca smiled. "Most definitely not," she said as she leaned in and kissed Chloe.

I know there are a lot of ways this could have gone, but this is the way my brain took it. Hope you enjoyed it.