Author: Jen

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Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own anything or any of the characters.

A/N: This is a sequel to my story "The Kissing Scene". If you have not read it, I would suggest reading it before this one so you can understand the story fully. Takes place in season 2.

I wake up to a bright sun. I'm snuggled in my warm, comfortable bed and I don't want to move. I've had a wonderful sleep and an even more perfect night. How can everything be so sublime for such an awful day to await me?

I turn to my side and see him laying beside me. Joey, with his warm, soft skin; the sun beating down on his face through the open blinds. We've been together, officially, for an entire week. But today is horrible because today is the day Joey and I decided we needed to tell the others. Joey has the worst time keeping secrets, so to keep one as big as this bottled up- well, I'm surprised he made it through the week! I guess he's right, I always avoid awkward situations if I can and I really should't hide our relationship. I don't want to, I just don't want to face the moment when I tell everyone I'm gay and they respond with, "we knew it" or "It was about time." Then the real shock will be Joey coming out and then that we're together. Where finally I'll get a little credit for some of the shock. It won't be fun in my eyes and I honestly don't know how they will react. I really thought I knew my friends, I mean I do of course. We know every little thing about each other and almost all of each other's secrets. But the more I think over how this might play out, I truly have no clue what they're gonna say. Sometimes, it really scares me.

I hear shifting to my side and see Joey starting to stir. His eyes open tiredly and he slowly sits up. I sit up with him and smile at him. He wearily smiles back, he's never been a morning person.

"Hey," His voice is raspy as it always is in the morning. I love this deep, rustled tone because us waking up in the same bed every morning is the only way I would have grown familiar to it. It's a small reminder everyday that we're actually together. My smile remains.

"Hey," I reply. "Want some breakfast?"

"Mmm," he forces out. I lean over and kiss him on the cheek before getting up and out of the bed. He watches me get dressed and I love when he does this too. It clarifies once more, for me, that he's actually attracted to me, it's not a dream. I take in one last look at his morning face before making my way to the kitchen and whipping up some pancakes.

He walks out just as I'm finishing up the batch.

I see him lick his lips through a smile.

"Smells good," he says.

"Well, then the chef's expecting a tip," I joke. He sits down on the bar stool and I slide some pancakes into the plate lying in front of him. He barely flashes me a smile before drowning his plate in syrup and digging in. I make myself a plate and join him.

"That was really good," Joey comments after scraping his plate clean. He walks over to the sink and drops it in. He notices I'm finishing up as well and, after my last bite, takes my plate for me. I walk around to the sink as well and catch him off guard when he turns back around, not expecting me.

"I thought I was getting a tip?" I continue with the joke he dropped earlier.

"Hmm…" he smiles. "How about something complimentary instead?"

"Depends what it is," I play back.

"How about…." he trails off as if thinking, but then surprises me with a kiss.

"Hey, by the way, what ever happened to naked Thursdays?" I tease him some more as I run my hand over his chest, smoothing over his gray t-shirt. I feel him grin through the kisses.

"It's not Thursday," he cuts in between kisses. I smile back at this, but I think he's getting tired of these interruptions. When he sticks his tongue into my mouth I grab hold of his neck to make sure he doesn't stop anytime soon. Unfortunately, my plan encounters complications when we hear the door opening. We break away faster than lighting and find Ross walking through the door.

That flushed feeling you get when someone has almost just caught you doing something you don't want them to see… well, it's multiplied by a trillion these days. I hate it, it's like I almost just got caught and also I'm gay and dating your other best friend. I mean my body literally shakes sometimes and I can't stand it. It hasn't happened that often, it's only been a week, but three times is enough to make you dread a feeling so much you could kill the person who caused you to go through it.

"Hey Ross, what's up?" Joey says perfectly normal.

"Rachel is still mad over this whole list thing! I mean, I don't get it- it's just a little pros and cons, it's a perfectly legitimate way to make a decision. Am I wrong here, isn't the fact that I chose her over Julie in the end what really matters?" Ross questions us.

"I don't know, girls get like that you know? Crazy over every little thing you say," I say as I walk further away from Joey to be on the safe side. I end up in the middle of the living room. Joey stays behind the counter and Ross paces around somewhere between us.

"Yeah, they're real sensitive," Joey adds.

"I just don't know what else to do. I tried to point out all the positive, flatter her, I even told her to make a list!"

"And did she?" I ask.

"No! She refuses to, I don't understand her!" Ross breathes out frustrated. Then he sighs before asking us another question. "Do you guys think I made a mistake? Should I have broken up with Julie?"

We take a moment to answer. I'm about to say something, but Joey cuts in first.

"Come on man, you've been hung up on her for so long. You finally have your chance, so unless your feelings have changed, I say go for it."

Ross nods at him.

"Yeah, you've basically wanted the same girl since high school, with the exception of Carol… but that didn't work out, so I say you have to give it a shot. If you don't, you'll never know if she's really the one," I awkwardly impute. I can see Joey trying not to smirk and I wish again Ross wasn't here so I could freely make a remark to him. That's one of my favorite things about our relationship, we taunt each other constantly. We're completely open to make fun and tease each other. The problem, in this case, is that it usually results in kissing or making out. Example… two minutes ago. I don't think that would fly so well with Ross.

"You guys are right. I have to fight for her. I'm not waiting another ten years!" Ross replies.

"Yeah man!" Joey cheers him on and pats him on the back on his way out.

"Thanks guys," he calls on his way out the door.

Joey looks back at me after the room has filled with silence.

"Chandler?"

"Yeah?"

"What would happen if we waited another week?"

"What?" I ask, not believing what he's saying.

"I don't know, i just was thinking about what it would be like to tell Ross, while he was just here and…. also my first appearance on "Days of our Lives" is on soon, I don't want that to be awkward, you know?"

"No, definitely not," I say, so excited as to where this is going.

"So, you won't be mad if we…"

"Push it off another week? No, I totally get it, in fact, I agree… great idea!" Now my enthusiasm is a little too prominent, but he ignores it and we settle on delaying the coming out party.