|Kiss Me Too
Author: Cress PM
Joey:Chandler slash, set after Joey's birthday party. Formerly called Birthday Kisses, but renamed to avoid confusion with a new story.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Joey T. & Chandler B. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 5,580 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 28 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 01-11-03 - Published: 11-26-02 - Status: Complete - id: 1087012
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This Joey/Chandler slash occurs after episode 311, The One Where Chandler Can't Remember Which Sister. Joey finds out that Chandler didn't just kiss Joey's sister at the birthday party. What if Joey feels a little left out?
As yet another evening with their friends drew to a close, Joey and Chandler said goodnight to the others, then returned to their apartment together. Chandler's black eye still bothered him a little, and Joey noticed his wincing.
"You okay, man?"
Chandler nodded. "Yeah. I still can't believe you had your sister Cookie punch me."
"Well I can't believe you couldn't take a punch from a girl."
"Hey, she was no ordinary girl! Cookie is tough!"
"Yeah!" Joey agreed, laughing a little. "I'm sorry, but it had to be done, man. You can't just fool around with my sister Mary Angela and then not remember who she is!"
"Yeah, I know. I'm still sorry about that, by the way."
"It's okay, I'll get over it. You got over Ross kissing your mom."
"Yep, but not without inflicting some pain on Ross!" Chandler laughed at the memory, and at the irony in the current situation.
Joey smiled, and pat his shoulder. "Look, Chandler, you just tell me next time you're that depressed; we'll go out to a strip joint or something."
"Yeah, thanks Joe."
Thinking over the recent birthday party, Joey started cracking up suddenly. "Man, how drunk were you? You kissed Monica too! And Rachel! And Ross!" He laughed hysterically, almost doubling over.
Chandler sighed and wished that the others hadn't told Joey all that. "I was really drunk, okay? I did not know what I was doing."
"It sounds like the only person you didn't make out with was me!" Joey thought about it a bit, then frowned. "Hey, why not me?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"It was my birthday party. I'm just saying, if it had to be any Tribbiani, why not this Tribbiani?"
"Do you have something against kissing me? Am I not good enough for you? You know, when I had to kiss a man for that audition, you wouldn't let me kiss you then, either!"
"First of all, I'm not gay. Second, I was in love with that internet chick who turned out to be Janice. Third, I'm not gay!"
"I'm not saying you're gay! But if you're drunk enough to kiss Ross, you oughta be drunk enough to kiss me too!"
"Joey! Arrghh!" How could he argue with this?
Joey beckoned him closer. "Come on, kiss me now."
"What? No way!" Chandler backed up anxiously.
Joey cornered him against the kitchen counter. "I mean it. Just prove to me that you don't have something against me."
"Look, Ross kissed me when I had that audition, and you kissed Ross at my party, so it's practically like we've already kissed. No big deal."
"No big deal?"
"Yeah! Ross should be the one worried about his reputation." He chuckled, then recalled another incident. "Hey, you and me did kiss before, at that New Year's Eve party, remember? You were begging for somebody to kiss you at midnight, and I did, as a favor to you. So you can at least kiss me back now."
"For the last time, no!"
Joey scowled, getting angry. "Hey, do you want me to forgive you for kissing my sister or not?"
"I thought we settled that with the punch!"
"That was for kissing Mary Angela. You kissed Mary Therese too!"
Chandler groaned and gave up. "Fine, but be careful about-" he gestured to his black eye.
Joey nodded and came nearer. Chandler closed his eyes and tensed up considerably when their lips met, but Joey did not let up and actually turned it into a prolonged, passionate kiss. He finally pulled away, and suddenly they were both nervous now.
Chandler swallowed and blinked uncomfortably. "You, uh, you slipped me some tongue, there, Joe."
"Your tongue wasn't exactly doing nothing, either."
Chandler coughed and fidgeted. "Let's, uh, let's not speak of this again."
Joey nodded. "Yeah, um, well I gotta go to bed now. See ya." He disappeared into his room, even though it was only nine o'clock.