''Damn it! We let the guys keep their keys just the one time and it looks like if some teens had thrown a party with 100 people in here.'' Monica cried, rushing through the apartment.
''Oh, calm down Honey. You know they're messie. Well as opposite to you, everyone's messie.'' Chandler joked.
''First of all: Shut up! And second of all: You're not messie.'' she looked at him.
''Can you imagine if I was? There is no way, you would have married me.'' he sat up.
''Of course I would. I mean it's easier this way because you're not driving me crazy but you have to know one thing. I love you the way you are no matter if you're messie or not. I love you for you, that'd be just a little issue but nothing bad.'' she kissed him quickly, sat down on his lap and relaxed her body on his.
''Thank you.'' he wrapped his arms around her. She slung her arms around his neck.
''Plus, my love. I have to live with your obsessive cleaning and love you too.'' he said.
''Obsessive cleaning?'' her jaw dropped and she raised one eyebrow.
''I know you always say that's just good sense but c'mon.''
she started smiling, leaned over and whispered in his ear. ''You better take that back.''
''Sorry, Honey.'' he shaked his head.
''Take it back!''
''Make me.'' he teased. The problem was that she had found his ticklish spots. Nobody else had found 'em and everyone had given up after time but not Monica, she had made it her mission and ,of course, she had found 'em. She didn't use this weapon very often but now she did.
She tickled him until he couldn't take it anymore.
''Take it back!''
''Noooo!'' he laughed.
''You know I can do this all night.''
''Stop it!''
''Take it back and I'll stop.''
''Never!''
''Ok. If you want the highway.'' she started pinching his arm until he screamed.
''Hey that hurts!''
''So? What you said hurt me too.''
''Fine I'll take it back.'' he gave in.
''Thank you.'' with a quick kiss, he was forgiven.
''Ouch!'' Chandler screamed.
''What?''
''Look.'' he pointed to his arm. She saw a big bruise.
''Oh my god. Did I do that?'' she looked worried.
''Who else?''
''Honey, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to injure you like that. I'll go get some ice.'' she wanted to stand up when Chandler took her hand.
''That's ok. Just stay like this.''
''Chandler, it looks very bad you should at least put some ice on it.''
''You say that? The women that did this to me?'' he joked.
''I'm so sorry. Really. I can't believe I did this.''
''Relax. It's just a bruise. Look at it this way. You really proved that you are freakishly strong.''
''How can you not be mad at me? That must hurt so bad. It looks like it's black.''
''It doesn't hurt that bad.'' he smiled.
''Aren't you mad at me?''
''No. I know you didn't mean to hurt me.''
''Is there anything I can do?'' she almost cried.
''Just calm down.'' he carressed her cheek.
She leaned over and kissed him softly. After their lips part he smiled.
''I'm feeling better already.''
''Let me make you feel just as good as new.'' she kissed him deeply.
''Better?'' she asked.
''That always makes me feel better.''
''Oahhh.'' she smiled. ''And you really don't want any ice?''
''Nahh.''
''Then at least let me do this.'' she took his arm and softly kissed the spot with the bruise.
''Thanks Mommy.'' he joked.
''Oh haha.''
''My mom actually never did this.''
''I bet she didn't do this either.'' she kissed his chest, up to his neck and Chandler moaned ''No she didn't.''
''Or this.'' she passionately kissed him on the lips.
He gently pushed her down, not breaking the kiss after a while she turned to look at him.
''This kills me.''
''What?'' he asked.
''Seeing you hurt. Especially being the one who hurt you.''
''It's just a bruise. Don't worrie about it.''
''But it hurts doesn't it?''
''Well a little but not as much as seeing you feeling guilty.''
''Great, I keep hurting you.''
''Would you stop it? I'm fine. As long as you are.''
''You're right. C'mere.'' she pulled him close to her and kissed him.
''I just love you so much, Chandler.'' she said with tears in her eyes.
''I love you too.'' he kissed her.
Soon they were deeply kissing and not intending to stop.
''Hey guys!'' Pheobe and Joey came in.
Chandler quickly jumped up and Monica followed.
''Did you ever hear about this wonderful thing called knocking?'' she asked annoyed.
''Wow you do start to sound like Chandler.'' Pheobe teased.
''Doing a good job as a husband?'' Joey patted his arm.
''Ahh!'' He had hit the bruise so Chandler was in pain again.
''Oh, I'm so sorry dude. I didn't know you bruise so easy. And so much.'' Joey apologized.
''It's ok. You didn't do that.''
''Who did it?'' Pheobe asked.
''Do we have to talk about it?'' Chandler replied.
Monica ran to their bedroom and started crying.
''What's with her?'' Pheobe asked.
''It's a long story.''
''What's up, Chandler. You know you can trust us.'' Joey looked at him.
''Well, we were joking around and she tickled and pinched me. She just pinched a little too hard and so she bruised me.'' He explained.
''And why is she crying?'' Pheobe asked.
''She feels guilty. She said she couldn't take me being hurt because of her.''
''That's crazy. It's not like she hurt you on purpose.''
''I know. I'm gonna go talk to her.'' he turned and walked to the bedroom.
Joey shouted ''Good luck!''
He found Monica lying on the bed with her head buried in a pillow. She cried hard. He walked over to her, sat down beside her, carressed her back and softly kissed her neck.
''Hey.'' she didn't answer.
''Could you at least turn around and look at me?''
She slowly turned around.
''Why are you making such a big deal out of this? It's not like you killed me. I said it's ok. It's just a bruise. It's not even worth talking about it. I know you feel guilty. I've got one thing for you to do if you wanna make me feel better. Do you promise me do do it?''
She sat up and finally said something.
''Anything. I promise.''
''Stop crying and forget about it. Most importantly stop feeling guilty.''
She leaned toward him and rested her head on his chest.
''I'm sorry.'' she said.
''Don't be. There's nothing to be sorry about.''
''I don't just mean that. I mean freaking out so easy about every little thing, being so stubborn and making such a scene.''
''All those little things make me love you even more. You look so passionate when you freak out about the little things. And you look like a 4 year old girl when you're showing me just how stubborn you are. You have no idea of how much I adore everything about you.''
''I almost squash your arm and you still say wonderful things to me. Do I even deserve you?''
''Just shut up and kiss me you stubborn little girl.'' She slung her hands around his neck and kissed him deeply. The kiss turned more passionate and she hungrily pushed him onto the bed, and started to undo the buttons of his shirt. But Chandler remembered who was sitting next door.
''Mon, Baby.''
''What?''
''We can't.''
''I don't think I've ever heard you saying that.'' she kept kissing his neck and his chest.
''It's not that I don't want to.''
''Then shut up.''
''We've got company.''
''Aha.'' she ignored him.
''Right next door.''
''Can't they wait?''
''I'm sure they can, but what if there's someone else out there?''
''Whoever it is, is gonna have to wait.''
''I'd love to go through with this but the person I mean is gonna kill me if he catches us.''
''I'll protect you, Baby. Now please stop talking. I'm stubborn, remember?''
''If you say so.'' he gave in and pulled her out of her blouse.
''I say so.'' she continued kissing his neck.
''Mon, I just-''
''Ross!'' They quickly moved away from eachother and climbed under the sheets.
''Nobody knocks in here!''Monica yelled.
Ross still didn't move and looked shocked. Monica quickly put on her blouse again.
''You.'' Ross walked over to Chandler and punched him in his face. Chandler pushed Ross, who hit him several times and pushed him onto the drawer. Monica quickly jumped over to them and slapped Ross.
''If you touch him ever again, I swear to god I'm gonna kill you.'' she threatened him.
She jumped over to Chandler ''Are you ok?''
''Did he have to punch me?''
''Oh my god you're bleeding.''
''My arm hurts and I can't move it.''
''Ross, there is no call in punching me!'' Chandler started to yell.
''But—''
''I don't wanna hear it. We're all adults here. I love Chandler more than anything and we are married for gods sake. He didn't do anything wrong.''
''I—''
''Just get the hell outta here.'' she yelled.
''I'm gonna get Chandler to the emergency room.''
''Mon, I'm fine I just need a band aid.''
''If you're fine, stand up.''
He tried to stand up but couldn't move his arm.
''Ok, I'm not.''
She walked over to him and helped him up.
''There we go.''
''Thank you.''
''I said I'd protect you. Now let's go.''
to be continued...