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The tickling continued despite all of Beca's squirming and yelps. Lucas loved making her laugh. Especially like this where she was really, really laughing. The sound was really warm to Lucas and he simply could not get enough of it. Not until his arms grew tired and his own cheeks hurt from laughing with and at Beca. "There," he said in a stern but humorous tone, "I think I've made my point." Lucas smiled again at Beca and waited for her to catch her breathe as he ran his fingers through her hair, admiring it's softness and length.

Beca giggled a little when he continued to tickle her. She was getting worn out from all of the laughing - but she loved being with Lucas like this. It made her feel all warm and jittery to have his hands all over her body. She could pretend for just a second that this was them - boyfriend and girlfriend...play fighting...love. All of it. It would be amazing. When he stopped, she panted and tried to catch her breath, rolling onto her side. "I think you have!" She teased. "You've nearly killed me in the process!"

"Get a grip, Beca," Lucas retorted, "I'd never kill my baby sister." And that he wouldn't. In fact Lucas had no idea what he would ever do without Beca; partially why he was so opposed to the idea of having to move out soon. Maybe that wasn't healthy, but it was just how it was. He rolled his eyes shamelessly and pushed her up and off of his lap. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving. Let's go," he spoke as he made his way towards the door, grabbing a jacket and his shoes on the way.

Beca smiled a little at his words. Even if he said baby sister - she didn't care. She could still pretend that he simply meant baby - like the pet name that lovers gave each other. She just smiled instead and ran her hands through her hair as she sat up. "Of course you are." She said, playfully rolling her eyes as she followed him. "Boys - what is it with you all thinking with your stomachs? I'm sure one of these days you boys will be ruled by us girls and our cooking skills!" She teased. "World domination by sandwich!"

Lucas opened the door and looked back a Beca, "Oh please, if the world were ruled by your cooking, we'd all be dead." He made his way swiftly to the driveway, dragging his feet in the fresh snow, not bothering to take the shoveled sidewalk. Lucas unlocked the car and grabbed the snow brush from the back seat, quickly brushing away the snow from the windshield, making an extra point to brush it off towards Beca.

Beca giggled a little and then pouted. "Um you're wrong!" She teased. "I'm a good cook! Total wife status right here!" She teased. And she liked teasing him about it - because she wished she could be that to him. She yelped a little as she was hit with the cold snow flying off of the windshield and then she giggled, scooping some up and then throwing it at him. "Lukie! Why do you have to be such a bully?" She teased.

Lucas grinned as he shrugged the snow off, slid in and started the car. Warm air almost instantly filled the car, defrosting Lucas' hands quickly. "What are brothers for?" He asked innocently before grabbing the ipod plugged into the stereo. Lucas sat for the longest time, just shuffling through the songs, never really satisfied with one in particular. "Oh my god, Beca, you choose," he bantered as tossed it to her.

Beca smiled a little as she slipped into the car beside him and she rolled her eyes. "Brothers are for cuddling - and tickling and play fighting and games -" or was that boyfriends? "- not for being mean!" She teased lightly. She smiled as she shuffled through the songs for him and she plugged in one of the slower songs. She smiled and then looked over at him. It was one of her favorites - a slow romantic one.

Lucas scoffed at Beca's remarks and pulled the car out of the drive, leaving perfectly straight tire marks in the snow. Meeting Beca's gaze he spoke, "Typical Beca, the hopeless romantic." He shook his head lightly, smiling all the while. Maybe it was the weather, but in all honestly, there was something perfect about the way she picked this specific song. Throughout the drive, Lucas found himself constantly taking quick glances over at her.

Beca giggled a little at his words. She met his gaze and she was sure she saw it - that glimmer of hope that he wanted her too. That it was only a matter of time before he was all hers. "I can't help it - I like this song... It's sweet,..and romantic." And she felt like it could be their song. If only he would just kiss her about now. She would finally know he felt the same. But she didn't and she just smiled over at him, catching his gaze once or twice. She wished it meant something.

{ Skip the lunch/parents because they're irrelevant }

It was nearly 2 p.m. by the time they had all said their goodbyes and Lucas and Beca returned home. The high sun glistened off the snow and made everything look brighter. Lucas shielded his eyes as he made way to the front door. Swinging the door open wide armed to the empty room, Lucas boasted, "home sweet home alone," momentarily forgetting about Beca.

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Beca smiled a little as they walked back into the home. Home sweet home. Alone. It was so nice - and she wanted to be with him. They would be spending a lot of quality time together like that. "Home sweet home alone?!" She asked in a giggle. "I don't think this qualifies if we're together - we're not technically 'alone.'" She wrapped her arms around his torso and smiled lightly, nuzzling into him.

Lucas rolled his eyes at his clingy younger sister. She was right, they were alone together. Lucas' body warmed with her touch, even though her body wasn't any warmer than his own. He dismissed the thought. "Alright Beca," he spoke as he moved away from her slightly, "how should we kick off this freedom week?"

Beca giggled a little. It wasn't like he pushed her away. She was sure it would be okay... She was sure that he wanted her at some point too. She giggled and then shrugged at his questions. "I don't know - something fun!" She said with a giggle and then sighed. "Something to kick it off really nice!"

"Ah, come on Beca, be a little creative here." Lucas pondered on it a minute, looking out the window while being reminded of the snow. Sure Lucas knew it was time he needed to grow up, but really what's the rush? Might as well enjoy being home with Beca while he can, and what better opportunity than now. "Let's build a snow fort!" Lucas beamed, "and after we can order in and watch a movie. Just like we used to."

Beca giggled a little at his words. All of the creative things she had planned would probably be frowned upon if anyone else knew about them - so it left her a little shy with ideas. To his words, her face lit up and she smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek happily. "Yay! That sounds like fun - come on, get your winter clothes!" She said, pushing him to the stairs happily. It was nice to know he wanted time alone with her too. If he didn't, he could've requested a party or something - but a week home alone sounded perfect for the two of them.

Lucas felt a wave of heat reach his cheeks as Beca planted a quick kiss on it. Thankfully, she was hastily pushing him up the steps and she probably hadn't noticed. If Lucas felt things were changing between he and Beca before, he definitely felt it now. Of course he thought, she's just being Beca, it means nothing; She's always been a very affectionate person towards him and everyone else. Lucas let a majority of his weight fall back on Beca so she would have to literally push him up. He grinned at himself as he did so.

Beca did in fact catch the edges of his blush glowing brightly and she smiled. She had made him blush like that? That was amazing... All she wanted was to be able to be like that with him and it made her happy for a split second. The split second before he was nearly crushing her under his weight. She groaned and shook her head. "Lukie - you heavy lump!" She said with a soft smile, pushing at him. They weren't moving very far now because she was using all of her efforts to just hold him up.

Laughing at her useless efforts Lucas replied, "aw come on Beca, use you baby muscles!" There was really no way she could hold up his weight, and he knew that. But still he let himself fall back into her. He continued laughing as they fell backwards and down to the floor, Lucas practically landing on top of her. In fear that he may have actually hurt her in the process his laughter quieted down while he tried to read her face for signs of discomfort.

Beca grunted a little as she fell onto the floor and she dramatically pouted at him, sitting up and crossing her arms. "You're heavy!" She said softly, pretending to lift a hand to hit him. Sometimes he was just such a pain - but she actually liked it too. She liked the friction between their bodies and the way that she could nearly have him in her arms. She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. "Meanie!"