He pulled away a bit and rested his forehead on hers.
"Monica," he breathed. He kissed her again. The world around them disappearing.
Until they heard footsteps on the stairs and people talking to each other. Then there's quiet.
They broke the kiss and looked towards the stairs, and Ross, Joey, Rachel and Phoeve looked at them in shock.
"Dude, what are you doing to my sister?" Ross shouted. He walked towards them and Chandler ran to hide behind Monica, his hands on her shoulders.
"Wait, so your Valentine's Day date was with Chandler?" Rachel asked, shocked.
"Yeah…" Monica mumbled.
"How long has this been going on?" Phoebe asked, shocked as well.
"Since London," Chandler said.
"What? I can't believe it. You've been sleeping with my sister for three months?"
"Look, we're not just messing around! I love her. Okay? I'm in love with her," Chandler said.
"I'm so sorry that you had to find out this way. I'm sorry, but it's true, I love him too," Monica said.
Ross looked at them suspiciously. "Really?"
"Yes," Chandler said. He looked down at Monica and she looked up at him and he smiled at her.
"Okay. But I'm angry you didn't tell me," Ross said.
"We didn't tell anyone," Monica said.
"I want to know everything! What… wait, no, we should let them enjoy Valentine's Day, but tomorrow, I want to know everything!" Rachel said and pointed a finger at Monica. "Come on, guys, let's go to my apartment," she said and walked to the door. The rest followed her, wide eyed.
When they got in and closed the door, Chandler moved in front of Monica.
"Wow."
"Yeah."
"Ross might try to kill me."
"I'll protect you," Monica put a hand on his cheek and smiled at him.
"So, do you want to wait until 3:00 or do you want to come over to my place now?" He asked with a teasing smile.
"Yeah, I can move around some things," she said.
He took her hand and led her to his apartment.
They were smiling and giggling at each other as they walked to his bedroom. When they got into it, Monica's eyes widened in surprise. The bed was covered with red and white rose petals.
"Chandler…" Monica said, looking at him.
"There were supposed to be candles too, but I didn't think it would be smart to light them before we went out."
Monica chuckled. "You're so romantic. This was the best Valentine's Day ever," she kissed him.
He went to the bed and set on it and she sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her back and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I knew for a long while now, but I was too afraid to tell you," he said.
"Why were you afraid?" She asked softly, stroking the hair at the back of his head.
"I was afraid you won't feel the same way."
"Of course I feel the same way. Chandler, the last three months have been amazing," she kissed him deeply and he leaned down on the bed. He pulled her down with him.
They made love on the red and white rose petals and fell asleep, Chandler's arm around her stomach, his head buried in her hair, her arm around his. And for the first time in a long while, they woke up together, not trying to hide from the world.