I Just Didn't Know It.
Minor Chanoey slash, only implied
I don't write a lot, and this is really a bunch of rubbish, but I wanted to post something, so oh well.
Disclaimer: I don't own Friends or any of the characters. I wish I did, 'cause I would have done a better job with Joey and Chandler. Oh well.
It's short, but I never intended for this to be a long story. Written in first person from Joey's PoV. A set of musings on Chandler and their relationship.
When I met you, you were my dream. I just didn't know it.
When you never denied us a couple, I never did either. I just didn't know it.
When I bought you that bracelet, it said more that 'Best Buds'. I just didn't know it.
When you bought me one back, it meant more than I said. I just didn't know it.
When I left, it was my nightmare, and I just didn't know it.
When I came back, you loved me for it. And I loved you back. I just didn't know it.
When I told you about Janice, you looked so hurt. I wanted to take that pain away. I just didn't know it.
We both wanted Kathy. But I only wanted you. I just didn't know it.
When I found you and Monica, I wasn't really happy for you. I just didn't know it.
When you kissed me, I kissed you back. I just didn't know it.
When you told me you were leaving, you broke my heart. I just didn't know it.
When you left, I died. I just didn't know it.
When you told me you were marrying her, you killed me again. I just didn't know it.
When I pronounced you husband and wife, it shattered all that was left of me. I just didn't know it.
When I fell in love with Rachel, it wasn't love. That was yours alone. I just didn't know it.
When I kissed Rachel, I felt nothing. I just didn't know it.
When you told me you were leaving me, I cried. I just didn't know it.
When you left me, for that stupid house, in that stupid suburb, there was nothing left to feel. You'd taken it all with you.
And I just didn't know it.
And now I do. And it's too late.
R+R please :).