Title: Pointless Fighting

Okay, a little side note. I was going to put some Jeca smut in here (god knows we all need it) but I dont really do smut. If I get enough reveiws wanting smut in here, Ill either make it its own little chapter after this one or come back and revise this one. (P.s. This chapter is on the shorter side!)

Beca slammed the front door peering up at Jesse. "How could you accuse me of such a thing!?" Beca shouted once inside their dorm room, away from everyone at the restaurant they got kicked out of minutes ago.

"I have every right to assume so Beca! You've been distant and moody lately and I think that's why-" he said crossing his arms.

She threw her purse onto the couch stomping into the kitchen.

"Why what?" she challenged, and he met her eyes with his once warm, brown ones, with cold, dark ones.

"Oh I don't know, Beca! Maybe that that guy back at the restaurant was on a first name basis with you and was basically checking you out likes he's already seen you naked!" Jesse said, jealousy and anger dropping off every word he spoke.

"He was my chemistry tutor Jesse! Nothing happened between us!" she yelled right back and Jesse ran a hand down his face. "Right. Ill just trust your words on that-" he said sarcastically, removing the coat of his suit.

Beca raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah, that's what every good boyfriend would do Jesse! They trust their girlfriend!" Beca said, the black material of her skin tight dress riding up from angrily stomping around.

"Oh so now you're calling me a bad boyfriend?" he said and she rolled her eyes. "I never said that Jesse! God just drop this entire thing its pointless!" she said running her hands through her hair anxiously.

"Pointless? Beca the only reason my mind jumped to that conclusion is because boyfriends get jealous! Hell, they get possessive over what's theirs because they're too afraid someone will take it from them!" he screamed, his palms face down on the counter, his eyes boring into hers.

Beca was at loss for words her mind reeling with a comeback.

"Being jealous and being insecure are two different things, Jesse-" she said, her voice lowered. "You don't have to feel insecure about anything. If I didn't love you, why on earth would I be dating you?" she asked and he stubbed the toe of his dress shoe into the floor.

"I do feel insecure. I'm some movie loving, a Capella singing, school nerd, who happened to score one of the most amazing girls a guy could ask for. Hell, Beca, every guy is going to try and hit on you and try to take you any chance they get" Jesse said softer, his head hung low.

Beca sighed and ticked across the floor in her black strappy heels.

"Jesse-" she said tilting his head up. "I'm some music loving, a Capella singing, unsociable loser who happened to score the best guy any girl could ask for. Don't you think I feel insecure when girls look at you?" she asked and he sadly smiled and kissed her thumb that was placed over his lips.

"I love you Beca. I'm sorry for getting so worked up about a tutor-" he whispered and she smiled.

"I love you too. And sorry I got us kicked out of the resturaunt-" she said and he laughed.

"Yeah. We won't be able to dine at Hoodinis Mozerella ever again-" he said and she laughed too.

He pulled her closer to him and smiled down at her, his eyes glinting.

"Luckily, I still get dessert-" he murmured before flinging her over his shoulder and parading to the bedroom with her squealing.