The truth

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A/N I'll try not to bore you before the story. Just wanted to say that there is no plan of action for this story, I just felt like writing so I did. I only do this for my own enjoyment but if you enjoy it too then that's great. I just ship mondler so much that I love putting my fantasies into somewhat reality. Thanks and I hope you enjoy.

Monica's PoV
As the door opened I looked up; it was chandler. A small smile escaped onto my lips as we caught eyes. He smirked slightly before saying hi to the room. We were all there: Ross, Rachel, Phoebe, Joey and I sat around the TV. I was on the chair and chandler came and plopped himself down on the floor beside me. I let my hand drop down by his head and discreetly swirled his hair in my fingers. I saw a smile sweep across his face until I stood up making him jump.

"I have some laundry I need to do.... Anyone else?" I asked to the room although the question was aimed at chandler.

"Actually, I do have some things; I'll join you." Chandler grinned as he said these words and casually stood up. "I'll just go get it." He said as he turned away from me and headed to his apart without glancing back at the room. I smiled to myself and headed into my own room to grab my "laundry"

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In his apartment
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"Look, chandler, I don't know how long I can keep this a secret from our friends. I mean, we spend every day with them." This thought had been nagging me ever since chandler came back into my apartment on London time.

"Yeah, I know. But... What if something goes wrong? We don't want to be like Ross and Rachel were, do we?"

It was annoying how reasonable he could be, yet what he said did make so much sense! "But what if something doesn't go wrong? What if this is it? Don't freak out on me! I know we've literally only been with each other for like a week but... I know you chandler and you know me. We've both had hopeless relationships before and maybe that's what has brought us together?" I said. I looked into his eyes and leaned towards his lips. They met with a gentle kiss as I drew back and stared at him once again.

He closed his eyes bringing me in for an embrace, he pecked the top of my head, held me for a moment and pulled me away,
"Ok." I looked at him quizzically. "Ok. I think we should tell them. I care about you Monica and I don't want to mess this up and secrets are never good." He pulled me in once again and we stood there lost in each other's arms.

"When?" I asked looking longingly into his brilliant blue eyes.

"Whenever you want." He smiled laying a kiss on my forehead and working his way down my face until our lips met. I was lost in the kiss; completely unaware of where we were. The kiss deepened as our lips moved together. I don't know how long we were there... Kissing... Touching... But I lost myself in that moment.

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25 minutes later
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I pulled away looking up at chandler, how had we known each other for almost 12 years and never realised this connection?
"We should probably go back, the others might be wondering where we are." I said while stroking his cheek with my thumb, he held that hand as we kissed once more and he nodded.

"So... Are we gonna tell them now?" He asked

"Erm; if we do it now we can do whatever we want later." I smirked looking at the pleasure spreading across his face.

"Now it is!" He announced grabbing my hand and practically running out the room.

We left his apartment panting and laughing, I grabbed his hand and gave him a knowing nod. We knew this wouldn't be easy but we both wanted to do it. Chandler kissed my hand before letting go and pushing the door open. It seemed like the other 4 hadn't even moved since we left. We walked in and stood in front of the TV
"Hey! Hey!" The group cried in outrage at where we chose to stand but we just looked at each other and turned the TV off.

"What is up with you guys? We were watching that!" Ross yelled out. Once again, chandler looked at me and gave me a nod.

"Listen you guys, we have something to tell you." I started.

"And it may come as a bit of a shock." He continued.

The others were giving us confused looks so I decided to do it quickly. "Me and chandler." I paused taking a breath, "something happened in London,"

"And... It has changed our friendship status." Friendship status! What was he saying?!
The looks were becoming more and more confused,

"Look! Something happened in London and now me and chandler want to continue with what happened." I winced slightly at how awkward this was as our friends still weren't getting it. I gave up and just turned to chandler and kissed him. I think I may have heard gasps but I was lost in the kiss with chandler. I could feel his shock in the kiss so I pulled away but stayed looking right at him. I couldn't help but laugh, neither could he.
"You are so great." He whispered into my ear.

"WHAT?!" A voice yelled. I had completely forgotten about the others. I turned to look and Ross was standing up with Joey holding his arms. "What do you think you are doing chandler?! That is my sister! MY SISTER!"

Oh boy... I should have seen this coming.

Chandler's PoV

"Come on Ross, we're not joking. I care about Monica more than I ever realised." Those words made me think; I really do care about Monica more than I ever realised. She'd always been one of my best friends. And I think I've almost always trusted her more than anyone else.

"But, but, it's Monica! You've always known each other so why do you have to this?"

Ross gestured to me and Monica in our tight embrace. What can I say to make him understand?!

"Fine. If I ever ever do anything that hurts Monica... You can do whatever you want to hurt me." As I say these words I realise this is the best deal I've ever made. I was never going to hurt her.
Once more Ross' eyes flicked from me to Monica, both of us staring at him in hope...

"Ok." He started, "If this is what you really want and what makes you happy, then ok." A slight smile crept out of the corner of Ross' mouth as me and Monica looked at each other once more and I hugged her tighter than ever, never wanting to let her go.

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