The one with the sorry kiss.
If there was something Chandler was grateful that day, thankgiving was over; at least for another year, he wouldn't had complained about that stupid celebration, loved by everyone, hated by him. He was laying on the bed in his underwear when someone knock on the door.
‹‹Joey, if you're naked don't dare to come in›› Chandler grumbled, getting sat; but behind the door, there was Monica instead of his roommate.
‹‹Now you're disappointed there's someone dressed?›› she chuckled, and entered.
‹‹Pretty much›› Chandler replied smiling.
‹‹Are you still mad?›› asked the girl sitting next to him.
Chandler shook his head ‹‹I'm fine don't worry›› ; he was no more upset, because it was just another reason to hate thanksgiving more.
‹‹I want you to know, I'll never stop to feel guilty…›› Monica murmured looking downward; Chandler was worried by her submissive behavior, definitively not Monica's.
‹‹And I want you to know that what I'm going to do doesn't excite me at all, but I'm doing this for you and to show you how sorry I am… ››.
Monica stopped and bent down to his injured foot, and she got her lips close to the little toe ‹‹Hopefully you've already got your shower›› mumbled before pressing her lips against the wound. Chandler stared, not able to believe Monica was really doing that. When the girl got back to look at him and said ‹‹It's my teen method to apologize, like kissing the cheek. It's just I though it was fair to give attention to the litte wounded ››.
‹‹And I guess now I should apologize to him›› he replied.
‹‹You didn't get the shower››.
‹‹No I didn't››.
Monica took her breath and stood up ‹‹I'm going to give my mouth a wash››.
Before she left the room Chandler went to her and put her in his arms. ‹‹Ehi ehi, wait a minute. Stop blaming you forever. No one had never done something so nice for me››.
‹‹Not even when you were twelve?›› Monica asked holding him close.
‹‹Especially when I was twelve››. He gave her a quick kiss to her cheek ‹‹Sleep here. I'll be waiting awake››.
Monica nodded ‹‹We still have to discuss about what you said while my head was inside the turkey››.
Oh, yep, accidental I love you. Chandler never really thought about his feelings for Monica. He knew he enjoyed their time together, the sex was perfect, and he loved everything about her, even her obsessive manias. Despite all of this, the idea of defining what he felt, to talk about love, really terrified him: even imagining to express his feelings in words, suddenly a million of negative scenarios of how he could ruined everything came to his head.
So he tried to change to subject ‹‹Did I tell I haven't showered since…››.
She gave him a pissed look, but her devotion to cleanliness and ran to the bathroom.
NoA
I'm an italian fanwriter and this is kind of my first fanfiction written in English. Comments and suggestions will be welcomed 3
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