Luv Jones Part V

Finally! The fifth part of this series, which is more than likely the last with the exception of an epilogue. This is a continuation of part 4, taking place that same evening.

Disclaimer: I own none of the friends characters.

 

Chandler whistled as he made his way back to the apartment he shared with David. He couldn't believe that his chance had finally come to be with Monica, and he had no intention of blowing it. But he knew his good fortune was tempered by the fact that he couldn't tell one of his best friends about it. Chandler smiled for a moment at how fast he'd come to think of Joey and Ross as his best friends as well. He never expected to bond with them so quickly, but that was just another positive thing Monica had brought into his life.

Chandler opened his door and was greeted by the loud volume of a television coming from David's room. "Dave!," he called out. A few minutes later David came into the living room in sweats and a T-shirt. "Hey what's up," he said around a yawn.

"You okay man?"

"Yeah, I'm all right. Just don't say her name around me."

"whose name?"

"Monica's... damnit! You did that on purpose!" David looked at Chandler accusingly. Chandler gave him a look and laughed and David joined him.

"Thanks buddy, I needed that," David said patting Chandler on the back.

"No problem." Chandler walked into the kitchen and David followed him.

"Uh, listen Chandler... I want you to know that just because I'm no longer with Monica doesn't mean you have to cut ties with everyone. I know the both of you became friends as well, and, well I want you to continue to be that."

Chandler's eyes widened at the mention of he and Monica being friends, knowing they were much more than that.

"I know I'm not ready to be her friend, and more than likely I won't be coming around everyone else because of that," David continued, "But I just wanted to make sure there's no guilt being felt if you remain their friends."

"I appreciate that Dave, really. I know how hard this is for you, and believe me the guys understand."

"Thanks man," David repeated. "Hey, how about next week me, you, Joey and Ross all catch a game or something."

"Great! I'll let them know." Chandler was happy to see his friend in better spirits than he was earlier that day. As much as he loves Monica, he knows he has to move on. But all this doesn't stop Chandler from feeling a large amount of guilt over his relationship with Monica. It was so ironic that two friends with such different tastes could fall for the same woman.

"Okay, Chan, I'm going to bed. Good night man..." David walks back to his room and shuts the door,leaving Chandler still deep in thought. Suddenly he wasn't hungry anymore and went back to his room as well. Within five minutes he'd changed into his pajamas and gotten into bed. He picked up the phone and dialed Monica's number.

"Hello?," came the sleepy greeting.

"Hey," Chandler said.

"Hi," Monica smiled. "I'm glad you called."

Me too. I just wanted to hear your voice before I went to sleep. You sound so sexy," he teased.

"Well I'm glad you feel that way. Does it arouse you?" Monica purposely softened her voice in a tone he apparently thought was sexy. This more-than-friendship thing she had with Chandler was new to her, but it felt good.

"Ooh, Monica... don't open up that door unless you want a horny man over at your place in 10 minutes." Monica laughed, but she knew he was serious.

"As appealing as that idea sounds, I think I'll take you up on that offer another time. Thanks for calling."

"It was my pleasure. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight..."

"Goodnight Chandler.." They both hung up. Monica fell asleep with a slight smile on her face at the memory of she and Chandler professing their feelings for each other earlier that evening. Chandler, on the other hand, had a little trouble falling asleep. Perhaps it was the guilt keeping him up.

"I am a horrible, horrible person," he repeated to himself over and over. "A horrible person with a beautiful woman now in his life, but a horrible person nonetheless."

After two hours of trying to convince himself he wouldn't die of the ass kicking sure to come to him by David if he found out, Chandler drifted off to sleep.

 

"I am a horrible, horrible person," Chandler said, while drinking coffee in Central Perk. Ross and Rachel had been cuddling on the couch when Chandler came in and spoilt their moment, talking non-stop about his new revelation.

"Chandler enough already... please!," Rachel said. "You are not a horrible person. You fell in love, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Rachel's right. Your only fault is falling in love," Ross added. "You can't always choose who you fall in love with."

"You guys really believe that?," Chandler asked.

"Totally!," Rachel said. She gave a short chuckle. "You know, I was kinda relieved to learn you had feelings for Monica because when I first met you, I thought you were gay... not that there's anything wrong with that."

"What!" Chandler couldn't believe what he was hearing. He turned to Ross. "Can you believe that?"

"Uh, yeah... actually." Off Chandler's incredulous look he added, "Well you have to admit, you kinda have a quality. My first impression was that you were gay."

Chandler thought he was having a flashback of some kind. "What the hell is a gay quality!"

"Dude I dunno," Ross replied. He stood and went to the counter to get a refill.

Rachel scooted over next to Chandler. "Honey listen. All that matters is that you're a great guy, and you've got a lot going for you. Monica is my best friend and I love her like a sister, and I know you're good for her."

Chandler smiled at her and they shared a hug. "Thanks Rach." Ross came back and took his seat next to Rachel once again.

Chandler glanced at them both. "Okay seriously, what's so gay about me?" Ross and Rachel just stared at him before getting up and walking out the coffee house. "Oh come on!"

 

Monica had just gotten home from a long day at the restaurant when Chandler walked in. She smirked at him. "Already walking right in huh?"

Chandler smiled. "It just feels right, plus you always leave the door open."

[A.N: I gotta say, what is up with that?! I know it’s a TV show, but come on. It needs to be a little realistic. Who actually leaves their door open that much? Anyhoo..]

Monica chuckles at his joke and goes up to him, giving him a kiss. "How was your day?"

"Eh, it was okay. But I did find out that Ross and Rachel thought I was gay when I first met them." Chandler looked at Monica strangely when she burst into laughter. "What is so funny?"

"I'm sorry... I was under the impression that when something is amusing, you laugh."

"I thought I was the sarcastic one in this relationship." Chandler pretends to be hurt. Monica rolls her eyes. "Anyway, I hope you're not letting what Rachel and Ross said bother you Chandler. I didn't think you were gay." She winks suggestively at him.

"You know, I feel better now," he smiled and pulled her to him, giving her a long kiss. They stopped the kiss and made eye contact for a few seconds before continuing, kissing more deeply than before. Monica directed Chandler towards the door, pushing him up against it. He broke the kiss. "Uh, isn't this the wrong direction?"

"No, I just wanted to lock the door. No interruptions."

"Oh, okay." They kissed again and Chandler directed Monica over to the couch, plopping down with Monica on top. Their kisses became more urgent as they ran their hands over each other's bodies. Chandler's hands glided under her shirt and moved to UN-hook her bra when they heard the doorknob being turned. Monica sat upright with a jolt, hastily fixing her clothes. "Who is that?"

Chandler sat up. "I don't know, but if we're quiet they'll go away." Monica went to the door and looked through the peep hole. "It's Joey," she said.

"Monica?", Joey called out.

"See what you've done? He heard you!" Chandler let out a frustrated sigh. Monica gave him a look and he gave an apologetic smile.

"Hey if you're in there, please open up... I'm hungry!" Joey began knocking on the door and whining at the same time. "I left a sandwich in your refrigerator yesterday and I want it."

Chandler walked over to Monica. "You may as well let him in. He's not gonna leave until he gets his sandwich, which looked very good by the way."

Monica opened the door and Joey looked surprised to see the both of them there. "What took you guys so long? My sandwich is a-waitin'." He went straight to the kitchen.

"Joey do you mind taking that back to your place?," Monica asked.

"What? I thought we were gonna hang out."

"Why would you think that Joe?," Chandler said.

"Dude, that's what we do here." Joey turned to Monica and gave her a look that said 'what is he talking about?'

"Well you can't hang out here Joey," Chandler said. "We're cleaning!"

"Later." Joey left as quickly as he said the word. Monica closed the door and went to Chandler. "Smart move," She said as they hugged. "But you do realize that you're gonna have to help me clean later."

"Yeah I figured as much," he said. They began to kiss again when Ross, Rachel and Phoebe come through the door.

"Okay forget it!," Monica says. She and Chandler give the three exasperated looks before joining them in the living room. Chandler had blocked out their conversation, only hearing snippets of Ross speaking distinct-ly, Rachel worrying about which Ralph Lauren dress to wear, and Phoebe singing whatever they were saying.

[A.N: I honestly was too lazy to type out their convo, so just think about the first episode, it was the end teaser and Phoebe sang Joey and Monica's line, "I can't believe what I'm hearing here... what, I said you had..." ]

And while Monica had also blocked them out, she was making out a list in her head of what she and Chandler could start cleaning first. Regardless of how many hints she and Chandler through to the rest of the group, they never got the hint to leave, and they all spent yet another evening together doing nothing.

 

A few days later everyone's hanging out at apartment 20 when Chandler walks in (hey he's getting good at that) upset. "You guys will not believe what just happened to me."

'What?" everyone asked.

"I have to go out of town on business tomorrow." Everyone remained silent. Chandler looked at them, as if the answer was obvious. "I know you haven't known me that long, but when have I ever done something work-related? I hardly go to work!"

"Oh," and "Yeah, right," were the responses. Only Monica seemed to react favorably.

"Tomorrow? How long will you be gone?"

"At least a week. My boss Doug is going, and he insisted I go... that boring jackass." Chandler plopped down on the couch in the middle of Monica and Joey.

Monica cuddles up next to him. "So that means we won't be able to see each other until you come back."

"Unless it's tonight," Chandler says, then realizes what he said. "How about tonight?"

"I'm sorry sweetie, but I'm working evenings all week at the restaurant. I can't get out of it."

"Are you sure? Can't you be, like, 10 minutes late?"

Monica looked at him strangely. "10 minutes, that's it? Please tell me you're joking."

Chandler smiled at her. "Of course. For you I'll stretch it out to 15."

Monica smiled sweetly at him. "Chandler? You can joke about that after we've done it... never before."

"Okay then."

For the rest of the evening, the six of them hung out at the apartment. By the time Chandler left, he and Monica had promised to call each other until he got back.

Five days later...

Phoebe, Joey, Monica, Ross and Rachel were getting ready to go out to eat on a Friday night. They were over at Monica and Rachel's waiting for the two to finish dressing.

"Monica! Rachel! Let's go... we've got 20 minutes to get to the restaurant if we want to make our reservation," Ross called out. He'd started the time at 40 minutes until, but it didn't make them go any faster. Rachel came out of her room first, in a pale yellow dress. "Wow Rach... you look beautiful."

"Thank you honey," Rachel smiled. They kissed softly before Ross yelled for Monica again. "Uh, could you have yelled that a little louder? I'm not completely deaf in that ear yet."

"Oops, sorry," Ross laughed.

Finally Monica comes out in a lilac colored slip dress with her hair up. Everyone whistled, making Monica blush. "You guys, stop it." Everyone quieted down. "Not literally," she said. And they continued their praise.

"Are we ready?," Ross asked. After the assorted hell yeah, lets eat responses they headed for the door. No one was more surprised than Monica to find Chandler on the other side of the door, preparing to knock. They stared at each other for 5 seconds before Monica ran and jumped in Chandler's arms, kissing him.

"Uh, we'll just wait on you guys downstairs," Joey said as the rest of them left the happy couple, still kissing. Chandler and Monica were only aware of each other.

"I missed you so much," Monica said in between kisses.

"I missed you more," Chandler responded. They finally broke the kiss to catch their breaths.

"I thought you said you'd be gone a week?," Monica asked with her arms still around him.

"I did."

"But you're back early."

"No I'm not. It's been a week."

"Chandler, it’s only been five days."

"Which is a business week Monica."

"Oh! Five business days... Why didn't you say that?"

Chandler gave her an incredulous look. "I did. Why are we discussing this? I just got home... we've missed each other. Phone sex can only do so much compared to the real thing."

"Right," Monica said. She pulled his head down and kissed him again. They slowly inched their way past the kitchen and into the living room before stopping at the phone. Chandler broke the kiss and picked up the receiver, dialing a number.

"Hey Ross. We'll meet you guys there. I have to help Monica with something." There was a pause. "Do you really wanna know?" Another pause. "Okay. Bye-bye then."

Chandler kissed Monica again before she could question what Ross said. That conversation was all but forgotten as they made their way into her bedroom, closing the door.

Later on, in the afterglow of all the sex they were both breathing heavily and remained in the same position for 10 minutes, his pants around his ankles and her dress bunched up around her waist. Monica eased off of Chandler and they both lay back on the bed. Chandler turned towards Monica, kissing her on the forehead.

"That was... WOW!," he said.

"I know," came Monica's signature response. "I knew it would be."

"This is not how I planned our first time."

"Maybe it wasn't meant to be planned. I loved being spontaneous. So it wasn't the most romantic way... It was still the best."

"Really?," Chandler asked. "I bet we could make it better." Chandler knew that challenge would get a rise out of Monica's competitive nature. Her response was just what he was hoping for.

"I'd love to see you try," she responded flippantly. He kissed her again, and they began round two, not giving a second thought to their friends waiting on them at the restaurant.

Rachel entered Central Perk the next day and saw Monica sitting in the arm chair and made a bee-line towards her. "Monica, what the hell happened last night? You and Chandler said you'd meet us at the restaurant and you never showed up!"

"Hello to you too Rach."

"Ha ha, very funny. I'm serious Monica. You ditched us."

"I'm sorry, okay? But Chandler and I had more important things..to..do..."

Oh.. Ooh! That's great! You finally did it. So how was it?"

A huge smile spread across Monica's face. "It was... amazing. I mean, it was not in the most romantic way, y'know. There were no candles or music or anything like that but it was... He's the best I've ever had."

"I'm so happy for you!," They share a hug. "So you guys are like, officially a couple."

"Rach, we were already a couple, but yeah it’s official now." Monica moves and sits next to Rachel on the couch. "And you know what? I thought this would be so hard, ya know, especially with he and David still being friends, but it's not."

Rachel gives her a look. "Uh, Monica... It's not hard because David doesn't know."

"Yeah I know."

"Have you and Chandler talked about how to tell David? I mean, if this thing is serious between you two he's gonna find out sooner or later."

"I know! I don't know what we're gonna do. It's almost like we're avoiding it altogether." Monica was silent for a few seconds. "I never thought I'd be one of those women..."

Rachel clasped their hands together. "One of what women, honey?"

"The kind that dates one guy but falls in love with his best friend. If their no longer friends, it'll be because of me. Oh my God!"

"Mon, honey listen to me. You are not one of those women... okay? You didn't plan for this to happen, it just did. And unfortunately David got hurt in the process, but that doesn't make you a bad person." Rachel's eyes teared up. "Chandler is so lucky to have you..."

Monica wiped her teary eyes as well. "Thank you so much for saying that!"

"Well I meant it." They share another hug as Joey comes in. And of course his eyes are dancing at seeing them in a hug, because... well its Joey.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Monica and Rachel break apart. "Nothing, we're just having a moment Joey," Monica said.

"Oh, well I wanna have a moment too."

"Okay Joey, come here," Rachel said. They all got into a group hug, and Joey was hugging them a little too close and tightly.

"Uh, Joey?", Monica asked.

"Yeah?"

"Get your hand off my ass please," Monica said.

"Yeah mine too," Rachel piped in.

Joey removes his hands slowly. "Ah, sorry."

"Thank you," they both responded. "How about you just move over to the chair," Rachel said.

"Sure." Joey sat in the arm chair and nodded, trying not to smile.

 

Chandler opened the door and stepped aside so Monica could enter first. She walked in cautiously, remembering the last time she was in the apartment was when she broke up with David. "Chandler, are you sure no one is here?," she whispered.

"Yes, for the tenth time, no one is here. David is out of town. And why are you whispering?"

"You know... just in case." Monica sits stiffly on the couch while Chandler walks to the kitchen.

"You want anything to drink?"

"Anything alcoholic," she calls back to him. Chandler returns with two wine glasses and a bottle of white wine.

"I can't believe we're finally alone." He gives her a goofy grin, but only gets a small smile in return. "Is there something wrong?"

"I just can't shake the feeling that David's gonna jump out of the corner or something. I'm sorry Chandler... I just need to relax, right?" She gave him another half smile and he decided to try his best to put her at ease.

"Okay, sweetheart there's nothing to worry about. I'll show you." Chandler stood up and walked to the middle of the living room. "David!!," he yelled. "David if you're here, come on out!" He looked at Monica. "See? What'd I tell you? Nobody here but you and me."

Chandler walked back to the couch and sat down. He leaned back, pulling Monica with him so that her back was to his front. Putting his arms around her waist, he gave her a kiss on the neck. "You feeling any better?"

"Yes," she laughed. "That was sweet, so thank you." She turned around and gave him a kiss on the lips, then another. Monica filled the wine glasses and brought one to Chandler's lips. He drank from it, and soon found Monica's tongue in his mouth drinking as well. He never thought drinking a glass of wine could be so erotic, but he was discovering a lot of things as of late because of Monica.

Monica slid her hands from the side of Chandler's face to his chest, gently rubbing it. The feel of his hands running through her hair elicited a deep moan from her, and Chandler deepened the kiss. He wanted her so much he almost ached. Just as he started to unbutton her blouse, she pulled away. "Wha?," he half asked, half grunted. Monica smiled at him, noticing his swollen lips slightly red from her lipstick, and stood up. "I have a surprise for you."

"That's so sweet. Can it wait until later?"

"Nope. I want you to have it right now." Monica walked into the kitchen and came back with a table chair. "But you have to sit in this chair to receive it." She laughed at the look on his face, knowing he had no idea what he was in store for. Chandler cautiously walked to the chair and sat down. Monica couldn't help but notice his erection and tried not to stare. She licked her lips and went over to the stereo system, putting in a CD. "Sleep to Dream Her" by Dave Matthew's Band filtered through the surround sound system and Monica dimmed the lights. She walked slowly over to Chandler while staring into his eyes. It dawned on him what the surprise was and he grinned with anticipation. Monica stood in between his legs, swaying her hips to the music. She bent down and gave him a slow wet kiss before beginning her strip tease.

Monica unbuttoned her blouse, letting it slip between her fingers and falling at Chandler's feet. She gyrated her hips closer his way, loving the way he looked at her. Then she turned around, and giving him a nice view of her butt, inched her skirt down her legs. Still clad in panties and a bra, Monica got as close as she could to Chandler, feeling his erection against her. She continued to dance against him, but moved away when he tried to encircle her in his arms. She smiled at him and shook her finger. "Not yet," she said. With her back turned to him once again, Monica unclasped her bra and let the straps fall down her arms. She let the bra slide completely off and to the floor in a slow process, all the while sensing Chandler was near breaking point.

And she was right. Chandler couldn't believe how aroused he was, knowing he was near the point of grabbing her and taking her right on the floor. He never expected Monica to dance sexily in front of him, but it was a definite turn on. He watched as Monica came and stood between his legs with her hands covering her breasts and straddled him. He reached out a hand and grazed her thigh before touching both fully. He dipped his head in her cleavage and pulled her body more flush with his. Chandler kissed her on her chest, intentionally missing her breasts. He moved up her neck as Monica wrapped her arms around his, swinging her hair around her shoulders. They finally kissed, thrusting their tongues in each other's mouths. Chandler decided to end the sexual tension and his torture and stood up from the chair with Monica's legs wrapped around his waist. He walked them into his room and slammed the door. The only sound heard outside the door was soft moaning and then, "Oh my!" as Chandler ripped Monica's panties from her body in his need to have her.

 

The next morning Monica woke up in a haze. With her eyes still closed, she felt the side of the bed next to her and found it empty. She stretched and opened her eyes, immediately screaming at what she saw. There stood David with his arms crossed in front of him, looking extremely pissed. "Uh, what are you doing here?," she asked, for lack of anything better to say at the moment.

"I think I should be asking you that Monica," David said. Pissed wasn't the word he'd use to describe what he was feeling. More than anything he felt hurt. He just kept hoping it was a horrible nightmare and he'd wake up soon.

Monica lowered her head at his comment, feeling unbelievably embarrassed. She knew the last thing he wanted to hear was 'I'm sorry', but she felt the need to say it anyway. "I'm so sorry. We didn't want you to find out like this."

"Then fucking in my apartment was a bad idea!" David turned around and tried to calm his nerves. "Well I guess I know the reason you broke up with me."

Monica sat up and realized she didn't have any clothes on. She pulled the sheet tighter around her body and continued. "David, it wasn't like that. Chandler and I had feelings for each other when you and I were together, but we never acted on them. That's the truth."

David faced her. "Is that suppose to make it better? That my girlfriend and best friend decided not to screw me totally by waiting until after the relationship ended? That's a load of crap and you know it!"

"It's not like we planned for this to happen! You don't choose who you fall in love with..."

"Right," David scoffed. "You just choose who not to love."

"That is so not true and completely unfair. I tried to love you David, I really did, but it just wasn't good enough. I couldn't force it... that would not have been fair to you."

"You'll excuse me if I don't feel sorry for you and your dilemma," David said. "And you talk about fair, Monica? Fair would be to not come between two best friends. What you are doing now has nothing to do with fairness!"

"David... what do you want me to say?! I've apologized I don't know how many times but it doesn't seem to matter. What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to end things with Chandler."

"What!," Monica exclaimed.

"If you're as sorry as you say you are, then you'll end it now. That's the only way I can ever see myself forgiving you and still being his friend, Monica. I don't see that you have any choice."

Monica looked at David's hard face, not believing he'd ask such a thing. "You don't mean that..."

"The hell I don't. You think this is easy for me? You have no idea how hard this is, seeing you in Chandler's bed looking happier with him then you ever did with me. I can't bear to see that everyday... not if Chandler and I stay friends. I can't..." David then walked out of Chandler's bedroom and out the apartment. Monica felt the sting of tears in her eyes as they slowly fell. She never expected this to happen, and especially not this way. Her silent cries soon turned to sobs as she contemplated what decisions she had to make, and whether or not Chandler should be made aware of what she had to do.

 

 

The End

That's it people. I will write an epilogue to give this story closure, but I'll only post it on FF.net if you all want it. Otherwise, you can read it on my website. Thanks for reading, and please please review. Criticism or compliments or both welcomed.