Honestly… I don't know about this. This is actually a major revamp of an old story I posted on here when I was… sixteen? And only deleted recently (if anyone was around then, its name was The One Where the wedding dress changes it all'), but I just realized that story was not only unfinished, but also kinda… meh, which I felt was a pity, because I did love the original concept.

My biggest issue is, I feel like this story has already been written a thousand and one more times, especially since season 4 seems to be a favorite for Mondler fans (I wonder why ;)) but I swear I'll make it as original as possible.

The title is… a totally obvious reference to a very well known, amazing song by one of my favourite artists, and this is just a really short prologue, but bear with me :P.

I have to admit, Chandler is sweeter than I ever gave him credit for.

It's not just that he has spent a lot of time and money on a kid's book, or that he's probably wandered through all of New York just to make sure he'd find exactly what he thinks would make Kathy happy, so much as the fact that he's done it without any ulterior motives, or any second thoughts. He has just taken the time to find a meaningful birthday present that Kathy would love and then gave it to Joey so he can pretend it was his idea, content with letting his best friend take all the credit.

There's just something about the idea of a man not only listening to your speeches about your favorite childhood tale, but actually caring enough to go through all that trouble to find a special copy, that I find absolutely endearing. Add into the mix the fact that he's not even her boyfriend, and this is easily one of the sweetest gestures I've witnessed in a really long time.

"Hey" a familiar voice shakes me out of my thoughts.

"Hey. How'd it go with Kathy?"

Chandler groans, sitting next to me on the couch "It was awful. I told Joey to give her the book, and I gave her his pen-clock thing, but she knew we had swapped presents"

Well, that's quite some news . "How?"

Even his half assed smirk is sad and bitter "Joey had no idea she even liked that book, which made the whole thing look really obvious". He shakes his head, then drops it into his hands and lets out a pained noise "I'm the worst friend ever"

I feel for him, I really do, but I can't help but laugh "For what? Buying a beautiful present for a girl you like?"

"Try 'your best friend's girlfriend'"

"So? It's not like you did it to break them up! Technically, Joey still gave her the present" I offer, resting my hand on his shoulder just long enough to squeeze it. "You really did nothing wrong."

He doesn't seem too convinced "Yes, but Mon, wouldn't you think something of your boyfriend's best friend buying you an expensive present? If I keep doing stuff like this, she's going to figure it out. Granted, assuming she doesn't already know."

Well, that's true. How she hasn't figured out already is kind of a mystery, and sometimes I do get the feeling that she might be pretending not to know. Not that I'd blame her, this is an uncomfortable situation. "Maybe, but isn't it a good thing? Do you really want her to be totally clueless to what you're feeling?"

He suddenly gets up, then turns around to look in my eyes, the sudden movement making me flinch. I'm used to nervous, high-strung Chandler, but nervous, high-strung, upset Chandler is a lot harder to handle. "I kind of have to want that, don't you think? If she found out, I'd just make her even more uncomfortable"

"I guess so" I concede "but don't you think on some level, you bought that book because you wanted her to find out?"

He looks down, his eyes dejected "I've asked myself the very same question Mon, but in the end... I think I really didn't. I just wanted her to have it. I just wanted her to be happy"

I take his hand in mine and pull him over, waiting for him to kneel down for a hug "There you have it then. You're definitely not the worst friend in the world if all you wanted was to make your best friend's girlfriend happy." I say finally, holding him tight. "It would be different if you'd done it to win her over, but there is nothing wrong with making someone happy, even if that someone happens to be dating your best friend."

He slowly pulls out of the hug, but he's smiling "Thank you"

"For what?"

"Making me feel better?" he offers, kissing my cheek and standing up again.

"Anytime"

"I think I'll just go to work and settle some things, I know Kathy and Joey have plans to go out at seven so that's probably when I'll come back. Meet you downstairs?" He might be feeling better, but he sure as hell isn't feeling much better. He still looks pretty beat about the whole thing.

"Sure"

He offers a weak nod and closes the door behind him, leaving me alone once again.

Maybe he's not the smoothest or most charming guy in the world. He always says the wrong thing at the wrong time, and the way he cracks jokes even when it was absolutely inappropriate to do so isn't the best. He's awkward and his lack of pride often makes him come off as kinda desperate. But in the end, I firmly believe you could do a lot worse than Chandler Bing.

I think… if you guys are interested (I'm not just going to be assuming you are :P) This might end up being pretty long (not like… really, really long, but at least a few chapters, I guess) I already have the ending figured out, I just need to figure out how to get there.

As always, feedback is appreciated! I really want to know what you guys think about it :)