"Hey Rach, how was your date?"

Chandler watched as Monica interacted with the girl walking into the apartment.

"He was so boring. He kept talking about how popular he should've been in high school. It's the last time I'm going on a blind date fixed by Phoebs."

The girl, who he assumed was called Rachel, took off her coat and placed it on a chair. She was pretty as well, brown hair, almost the same length as Monica. But in his eyes, she wasn't as beautiful as Monica was. She doesn't have that passion that attracts him to her.

"Who's that?" She asked. Nodding her head at him.

"Rachel, this is Chandler, our new neighbour. Chandler, this is my roommate Rachel."

"Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. But if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed. I'm exhausted."

"Goodnight Mon," Rachel said, smirking at her roommate. "And goodnight Chandler. Please keep in mind that the walls are thin."

Monica groaned as she hid her face in her hands.

"She's subtle."

"Let's act as if that didn't happen."

"Fine by me," Chandler laughed.

Monica's yawn caused him to look at the time.

"It's past one. I should probably let you sleep."

"I am getting kind of tired. Can't believe we talked for over two hours."

"Time flies when you're having fun."

She smiled at him as he got up. "By the way, if you need any help unpacking or moving stuff, don't hesitate to ask."

"Maybe I'll take you up on that offer."

She stood up too and handed him his jacket.

"We should do this more often, I had a great time."

"Me too. Goodnight Monica."

"Goodnight Chandler." She said and leaned up to give him a kiss on his cheek.


More evenings passed and they spent most of them together. It was talking and watching a movie at her place or helping him unpack at his. Either way, they always had fun. He got to know her brother and the rest of her closest friends and he was thankful for all of them. Joey would even become his roommate soon. Rachel is still making inappropriate comments, Phoebe has started cleansing his aura, and Ross. Well he can honestly say Ross has become one of his best friends.

Five months have passed since the day he moved in and Monica and him got closer every time they saw each other. He never knew he could fall for someone that quickly. But it happened and he's definitely in love with her. He should really do something about that. They've been flirting for months and he doesn't know if he can stop himself from kissing her anymore. Especially if she keeps smiling at him like that.

"Hey dreamer, where'd you go?"

"Sorry, got distracted."

"Distracted by what?"

Oh how he wanted to tell her the truth. He'd love to tell her how she's been his only distraction for five months. Who's stupid idea was it to go out to a burger place with just the two of them anyways? As if he wouldn't be caught staring then.

"I don't know." He lied.

"Writers." She said playfully and rolled her eyes.

"Have you made your choice?" The waitress asked, with a rather large chest asked them.

"We'd like two burgers and two strawberry shakes please." Chandler said.

"Did you see her boobs?!" Monica asked when the waitress had left.

"Hard to look past them."

"I think those are mine but ten times as big."

"Your boobs aren't that small."

"Are you telling me you've been looking at my boobs, Bing?" She asked, moving closer to the table.

"I'm still a heterosexual guy, Geller." He said, hoping his comment would magically cover the blush on his face.


She laid awake in her bed, not able to stop thinking about him. It's two am and he's probably wide awake and writing across the hall. She could just go over there and join him on his chair. They've watched movies on it before, huddled against each other. She probably shouldn't bother him. But she missed him. It's weird, she saw him a few hours ago but it's not enough. She wants to be with him.

There's a reason she hasn't dated anyone in the past five months. And the reason is called Chandler Bing. She'd fallen for him faster than she could imagine. And she just hopes he feels the same way. In order to know that she'd have to ask. But what if she destroys what they have now? The friendship, the banter, the flirting that makes her stomach flutter. She'd never want to lose that.

She decides to get up and go to the kitchen for a glass of water. Sleeping isn't going to happen anyways. Maybe she should go over. He'd told her a few months ago that she could never bother him. He was probably just being sweet. But hey, if he said so, there must be a tiny bit of truth behind it. Before she realized it she was opening his door and locking eyes with him.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked, smiling at her.

"Nope, I'm not bothering you am I?" She nodded her head to the laptop in his lap.

"It's fine, I wouldn't get much done tonight anyways."

"Are you sure?"

"Mon, I'm sure. Just come sit next to me and we can be sleep deprived together."

She did as she was told to and curled up next to him. His laptop was still nearby so she took advantage of it and started reading what he was writing.

"Monica Geller! What have I told you about reading what I'm writing?"

"Uhm? Do it?"

"No, I told you don't you dare!"

"Well I think I have the right to."

"And why's that?"

"Because you're still using my wifi."

"Not my fault that yours is faster than mine."

He looked down at her, expecting her to answer but when she didn't, he took matters into his own hands.

"I know why I'm not sleeping. But why aren't you?" He asked her, watching as her eyes fell shut. He wrapped an arm around her and played with her hair.

"Too much thoughts running through my head."

"You want to talk about it?"

"No."

"You want to sleep here tonight?"

"That'd be nice." she said and buried her face into his neck.

"Come to bed with me?"

"Chandler! I don't put out before the first date!" She joked.

"Then we seriously need to plan a first date."

Her eyes shot open at that. He's joking. Of course he's joking. But when she looks into his eyes, she doesn't see anything but a serious look on his face.

"Are you serious?"

"As serious as I am about stealing your wifi."

"For a writer, you don't make much sense."

"I make dollars."

"That was a horrible joke."

"Better make up for it."

"By stopping yourself from stealing my wifi?"

"No, by doing this."

He pulled her closer and kissed her.

After all, she did put out before the first date.

I hope you all enjoyed this story! Thanks for reading and a special thanks to Simplymondler and itsafour for reviewing!