Sorry for the waiting, I was away for a week and couldn't update! But I'm back ;) I also have other Mondler stories coming that I'll try to post soon, because I can't get enough of these two cuties. Anyway, enjoy! And as always, thank you a lot for your reviews, it really helps writing more.


Chandler waved at Joey who left the flat, then looked back at Monica who sat on the table, in front of Chandler who was on the couch. He hesitantly took her hand.

"They're all gone?" he asked in that quiet voice he often took when he was talking to her. Monica thought it was cute. No jokes, no pressure, just his quiet voice, almost a whisper, and it was for her.

"We're alone," she nodded, leaning in.

"Great," he smiled, kissing her carefully, as if afraid it would stop soon. The kiss or what they were sharing, Monica wasn't sure, but he seemed sweeter in those moments. And she liked that too.

But as it happened too often, someone was back too soon, in that case Ross and Joey, whom they had just seen, and Monica almost groaned of frustration, letting go of Chandler.

"... I told him not to upset me, but he didn't calm down so I punched him," Chandler exclaimed. "And nothing of what I told you was true after that man robbed me," he shook his head.

She laughed, because the story probably called for that, and waved at the others to join them.

"Oh you're here! Chandler was just telling me about..."

"You were robbed?" Ross interrupted her, worried.

"Yeah that guy stole my Oreo! Can you believe it?"

"... Hardly," Ross said ironically.

"Someone stole your food?!" Joey gasped.

"Thank you!" Chandler said, not really knowing how he had come up with such a stupid story. Only Joey to be that invested in it. "Aren't you guys at the coffee house?"

"We wanted to ask you to come. What are you doing anyway?"

"Just hanging out," Monica shrugged. "Nothing particular."

"Come hang out with us then," Joey said.

"We'll be down," Chandler nodded, sighing when they disappeared again. "Sorry," he pouted to Monica.

"Well, we chose not to tell them."

"I know. I guess we should go," he said, getting up.

He pecked Monica on the cheek and stood up reluctantly.

"Wait," she said, taking his hand and jumping on her feet. He stopped and waited, surprised when she leaned in for a breath-taking kiss that only left him wanting more. He answered with one of his own kisses and it soon turned into more than two kisses until Monica pulled away, chuckling. "Okay we should go down."

"Okay," he smiled, but kissed her one last time, just for the sake of it. And because he could.