…"That's it, you are like a troll."

Beca's eyes twitched from side to side as she tried to formulate a response to the intimidating German woman.

"You… are physically flawless."

"Thank you."

" …But that doesn't mean I like you."

Beca's eyes flitted across to Chloe as Chloe spoke up….

…Chloe dragged her fellow captain out of the room into the nearest corridor.

"Beca, what?..."

"Oh Jeez, Chloe, what's going on with me? I can't get her out of my head.

All I want to think of is beating them at Worlds. We gotta be better than them, but she just reduces me to…" She gestured to her flustered self.

"I just can't get her out of my head."

Chloe looked at the flustered brunette with a coy smile.

"You need something else in your head then," she said with a nod.

"What?"

"Not what, who."

"Wh…" Beca's question was muffled by Chloe's lips crashing into her own. A kiss that was deepened when the tiny brunette's hands came around to squeeze the redhead's perfect ass.

Chloe broke away, answering Beca's unfinished question. "Me."