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Forever Yours, Faithfully....

Chapter: One-Shot In The More Than Good Enough Universe

Title: Forever Yours, Faithfully

Summary: Did Chloe ever worry about Beca’s celebrity leading her astray? Not at all, not even a little bit. Beca was the one thing in Chloe’s life she was 100% certain about.

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy loss.

It was an obvious question in their relationship, one that stemmed from Beca’s celebrity as a top music producer and that crept up time and again whenever people would realise that Chloe’s wife was that Beca, as opposed to just any other regular run of the mill Beca. Though the producer was incredibly lowkey, celebrity was a consequence of her success.

She worked with a lot of the industries’ top selling artists and had been responsible for shaping the sound of many upcomers who were making waves, thanks in part to the power of tik tok and Beca’s incredible talent. With that came critical acclaim, accolades and of course wealth, though the women lived relatively modest lives.

Beca didn’t feel the need to flaunt her wealth and Chloe was content to live under the radar. Their house in Encino was a moderately sized farmhouse style abode that while larger than a regular house, was nothing on the scale of some of the mansions they had viewed while looking for somewhere new to live and raise their family.

It was big enough for people to know that they had done well for themselves without being overly extravagant. It still felt homely with a nice sized back garden, a pool with a built-in hot tub next to it, a little outdoor bar and barbeque area with a seating arrangement around an outdoor firepit. The house also came with a small built in movie theatre and Beca had converted the small gym the previous owners had installed into a home recording studio so she could work from home when she wasn’t required to be in the studio working with any of the labels’ artists.

The house had security gates that were just high enough to keep prying eyes from looking in and the landscaping that had been completed around the house meant that they were relatively obscured from view from any nosey neighbours.

They had two cars, Chloe’s gun metal grey Audi S7 Sportback with blacked out windows, and Beca’s blacked out Range Rover Autobiography which she had upgraded to from her own Audi when they had found out their family would be growing and they would need a more family friendly vehicle. Though often times they traded off cars depending on circumstance with the Audi being used mainly if one of them was just nipping about doing casual errands.

Yes, Beca’s lifestyle afforded them certain luxuries, but they were always careful not to fall into the trap of spending money just for the sake of it. Both women had always maintained that no matter how big Beca’s star became, they wanted to keep as normal a life as possible and their friends and family had been very good at helping them keep their feet on the ground. Relative to what Beca’s wealth could afford, they weren’t flashy but they did live comfortably.

That being said, there were certain elements of Beca’s celebrity that couldn’t be helped, mainly due to the fact that power and wealth had an interesting way of making a person seem infinitely more alluring. Beca was hot, Chloe knew this, it was what drove her to ravish her body whenever she could, but celebrity had a way of elevating a persons’ attractiveness to all new heights to the world at large.

And that attractiveness was a magnet, not just for fans, but for people who found themselves in Beca’s orbit.

And this was where that pesky question often stemmed from, the one that was occasionally tossed at Chloe being the ‘non famous one’ in their relationship.

“Do you ever worry Beca will cheat or get swept away by all the attention?”

Chloe would be lying if she said it hadn’t been a concern in the early stages of her wife’s then blossoming career, but Beca had reassured her that she wasn’t interested or felt in any way lured by temptation. What she had with Chloe was far deeper and more meaningful than anything else in Beca’s life. It wasn’t just physical attraction it was emotional connection.

Whenever Beca was swept up in work or promo or anything industry related, she would get a knot in her chest if Chloe wasn’t around and would be itching to get home to her. The redhead had become such an integral part of Beca’s existence that her absence often left the producer feeling like her world was tilted off centre. Everything just felt a little out of place.

Beca didn’t need the attention and she certainly didn’t feel tempted by it because her heart was so completely Chloe’s she was oblivious to everything else around her, whether that was people openly flirting with her or being needlessly tactile with her, which had happened on numerous occasions over the years.

To the extent that Chloe could safely say, hand on her heart, that she trusted Beca so completely and never once questioned her loyalty.

They were devoted to one another and maintained an open and honest relationship. Chloe knew all the passwords to Beca’s phone and social medias and vice versa, though neither ever felt the need to snoop on the other.

In fact, Beca’s obliviousness to other peoples’ advances had become a long running joke between her work colleagues and Chloe. So much so that Theo once sent Chloe a video he had sneakily recorded of Beca’s previous assistant blatantly trying to insert herself into Beca’s space and flirt with her by brushing against her as she passed her at the office coffee machine, only for Beca to raise her hands in the air, coffee mug in hand, and slip past her in any means that avoided being touched or accidentally brushing against her.

Theo had jokingly captioned the clip ‘when your wife makes you fear for your life so you keep your hands above sea level at all times’. Chloe had chuckled at the ridiculousness of it all but it secretly made her hear flutter how protective Beca was of anyone being in the intimate space that was strictly reserved for her. And not because of anything Chloe may have said or insinuated, but purely because Beca respected her wife and their relationship.

Her personal space wasn’t open to just anyone and that’s how Beca liked it. Even Chloe who was the more tactile of the two had her boundaries. There were certain kinds of touching and space invasion that were only applicable to one another and both were happy to keep it that way.

One time when Chloe stopped by her wife’s label for a visit, she had stopped short outside of Beca’s glass walled office and watched as the same assistant tried pointing out something on the brunettes’ desktop screen by leaning across her so that Beca’s face was literally eye level with her chest. Chloe had been seething, not at her wife, but at the audacity of the other woman.

But she watched as Beca pulled back, swung her chair around and gently guided the woman’s arms back down by her sides as she explained in as professional a manner as possible, that she wasn’t comfortable with the level of closeness the other woman was exerting and that she needed to keep her distance. Chloe had watched as the woman’s face had fallen ever so briefly before being replaced by a smile that was just a tad too fake as she excused herself from the office.

Chloe had passed her on the way out the door, offering her a polite hello which the woman barely acknowledged as she took her seat at her desk outside. Knowing that the woman would be able to see everything from where she was positioned, Chloe walked up to where her wife was sat, stood behind her chair and wrapped her arms around her, leaning down and pressing a loving kiss to her neck.

Beca grinned, and turned her head finding Chloe’s smiling face and leaned in for a kiss before pulling her down into her lap so that she could show her the new melody she had been working on for one of her latest tracks. Chloe glanced outside briefly to see the look of jealousy that was aimed in her direction, before giving her wife her full attention.

That assistant didn’t last much longer, Beca choosing to mitigate further instances by employing someone more professional to work as her assistant. One because it was disrespectful to herself and her relationship with her wife, and two, because Beca simply wasn’t comfortable with people she didn’t have a personal relationship with being up in her space.

Even during the times before Beca settled into a life as a full-time producer, leaving the hectic life of a performing artist behind, she would always make sure to schedule time in her day to facetime or call Chloe when she was on the road when the redhead couldn’t be with her.

And whenever Chloe would see pictures of Beca at an event posing with fellow industry types, there was a friendly yet respectful distance, the producer acutely aware of how things could be misconstrued if she seemed overly friendly. Though she didn’t go to the Keanu Reeves level of hovering her hand in mid-air, it was always placed somewhere that was friendly without being seen as intimate, usually mid-back level with a couple of inches of space between her body and theirs.

While many thought it was cute, Chloe had found the whole thing rather sad, because she knew the level of thought that went into every interaction Beca had. The producer was so conscious about not getting caught in what could be construed as a compromising position there were times she almost overthought her interactions. She knew how the TMZ’s of the world worked and the narratives they liked to spin and Beca never wanted to put herself in a position that could impact her marriage.

But when Chloe was with her, the vibe was totally different. When they would pose for cameras, there wasn’t an inch of space between them and Beca would always wrap her arm around Chloe’s waist, hand resting either on her lower back lovingly caressing it, or on her hip if she was feeling a little more sensual.

They could both recall switching on the tv one night to some body language expert on the E! Network talking about their body language as a couple and Beca had been particularly miffed at the suggestion that her hand on Chloe’s hip was somehow suggestive of the fact Beca was maybe a little possessive.

Was she possessive? Maybe a tad, but only in the sense that she wanted the world to know that she was lucky enough to call the hot redhead her wife. It came from a place of pride not ownership. Chloe had been quick to reassure her that she wasn’t possessive, if anything Beca was protective. She knew Chloe never felt completely comfortable on red carpets or in front of a camera, so Beca’s arm around her was often an anchor for her to know that she was safe.

They did get one thing right though in their assessment and that was that the way Beca looked at Chloe suggested that she was completely besotted by her, because she was, and no one else could ever come close.

So no, Chloe never felt threatened or worried in any capacity when it came to her wife or her fame, because deep down she knew that no matter who may try tempt Beca away, their actions were all in vain. Afterall, Beca had cemented this very notion on the day of their wedding, when Chloe had discovered that Beca had had Chloe’s wedding ring secretly engraved with ‘Forever Yours, Faithfully’.

Having lost her mother at a young age, Beca was all too aware of the pain of losing someone that meant a lot to her, the thought of losing Chloe was something she simply couldn’t fathom, nor did she want to. She never wanted to fall victim to the celebrity curse. Marriage wasn’t a novelty to her, it was something she felt very deeply about.

Having watched her own parents marriage unravel, and having struggled with commitment out of the fear of being hurt, when Beca finally found herself coming around to the idea she knew that if she were to ever make that kind of commitment, it wouldn’t be one made lightly. She had made Chloe wait, probably longer than she should have, but Beca had needed time to make sure that she was ready to give herself completely.

So, she had asked Chloe to bear with her and to allow their relationship to navigate through the various ups and downs and milestones of life before marriage entered the equation, if only for the selfish reason that she wanted to make sure she was strong enough to be the wife Chloe deserved. And Chloe, being the ever-understanding woman that she was, waited patiently, because she knew Beca was strong enough and she knew she was worth the wait.

Because Chloe was aware of the anxiety that her wife had faced when success had coming knocking, knew that Beca was unsure of just what awaited her on the other side of being a big deal to the industry. It was unchartered territory for the both of them, and with the benefit of hindsight, Chloe was now grateful that Beca had given their relationship that grace period to thread those choppy waters and learn how to dance its treacherous seas.

Because celebrity was hard. It wasn’t all glitz and glamour and luxurious lifestyles, well it was, but all of those things came with a downside. Like having the luxury of anonymity stripped away and the prying eyes of the world delving deep into every single aspect of a persons’ life and being open to public opinion and criticism whether or not it was warranted.

Beca gave Chloe something that most people didn’t, time. Time to figure out her own place and feelings about their relationship within the context of celebrity. Time to ask questions and figure out the answers, time to grow into a new phase with understanding and support, something she offered Beca in return by agreeing to wait to marry.

By the time Beca had inevitably asked the question it was at a point where they knew they were secure in their relationship in more ways than one. They had overcome distance, intrusion, and everything else that came with being a couple in the public eye and through it all, never doubted that they could come out the other side stronger.

So, when Beca had promised herself to Chloe so faithfully, she knew she never needed to worry, not where Beca was concerned.

There would always be chancers and people who thought they could sway the elusive producer away from her monogamous life, but they would never win. And even when Chloe felt insecurities creep in, she reminded herself of how blessed she was because she was the one who got to wear Beca’s ring, got to wake up and fall asleep with her, travel the world with her and raise a family with her.

She was the one who got to be on the receiving end of Beca’s love and devotion, the keeper of her deepest secretes and often supressed vulnerabilities. The shelter Beca sought out when she needed a safe place to hide and recharge and the strength she needed when the world around them expected just a little too much from her.

Afterall, she had watched her wife endure trying IVF treatments, a difficult pregnancy and pregnancy losses, all so she could give Chloe the family she craved. It wasn’t lost on her the challenge that starting a family had been on Beca, the IVF wreaking havoc on her body as she dealt with weight fluctuation and hormones, all while tyring to keep their pregnancy journey a secret from the world at large.

She had watched as Beca endured red carpets and interviews around award season with a steely focused facade, all while dealing with the secret heartache of having just experienced another miscarriage. One night, as they had navigated through countless conversations with fellow industry professionals and artists after a massively successful night for their label, Chloe had felt Beca cling to her that night like she had never done before and Chloe had made it her mission to never be more than arms reach away from Beca at all times.

It was in those moments that Chloe realised the privilege she had that others never would experience. What Beca gave to those who circulated her orbit, was superficial surface level access, but Chloe, Chloe was nestled deep within the very core of Beca’s existence.

So, while Beca’s assistants and proteges flirted and over zealous fans tried to get closer than deemed appropriate, Chloe merely shook her head and chuckled to herself, because just as Beca was hers and hers alone, she was Beca’s, faithfully.

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