[23] Problems home - CR

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this is a day late

y/n walks beside chandler silently, none of them daring to speak. they are going towards y/n's house, and they have planned to hang out today. y/n has tried all she can to persuade him to go to his place, but he really wanted to go to hers for a change.

y/n doesn't talk because she is very nervous, chandler doesn't talk because he can feel her being tense. chandler knows there is something y/n isn't telling him, but he doesn't know how to question it. chandler sighs, this making y/n's gaze travel up to him confused.

"s-something wrong?" y/n doesn't know why she stammered, probably because of how nervous she is. chandler stops and looks at her, fumbling with the straps of his backpack. he tilts his head a little over to the left, his gaze shifting between her eyes and lips. she doesn't notice it, something chandler is extremely thankful for.

"is there something you aren't telling me?" y/n can feel her chest tighten, and she shakes her head nervously. she starts walking slowly, kicking a rock forwards so she can kick it once again afterwards. "it is, i can see it on you."

"it isn't." chandler rolls his eyes, not wanting to confront her in this state. he starts thinking about all the opportunities, and somewhere he starts questioning if he's a good enough friend for her. did he do something wrong that she isn't telling about? "why can't we be at yours?"

"we haven't been to you in ages, i actually don't remember the last time i was over at yours!" y/n sighs and continues to walk, chandler still by her side. he continues to talk, not wanting it to sound meaningless. "and, my mom has someone from her work over, and i said that i would join you. i don't have anyone else to go to, so~"

"that's not true, you have a lot of people to go to."

"well, they aren't you." y/n sighs as they reach her house, swearing under her breath when she sees that her father is home. chandler smiles as he opens the door for her, gesturing her to walk first. they get inside, kick of their shoes and start walking upstairs, but get stopped by a masculine voice.

"aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" y/n has been lucky until now by that her father has always been away when chandler has been over, but she wasn't lucky now. chandler turns around and walks down the few steps, shaking her father's hand.

"i'm chandler, a friend of hers. nice to meet you!" her father nods slowly, then looking over at y/n with his brows raised. y/n then remembers that she has forgotten to ask him if it's okay for chandler to come over, and he's clearly pissed.

"i have to talk with my daughter, mister. you should go upstairs on her room, okay?" chandler nods confused, finding her father intimidating. he looks over at y/n, who is now looking down at her own feet. he sighs and walks past her, and upstairs to her room. what he doesn't do is to close the door. "tell me, y/n, did you really think you could just bring someone home like that?"

"i-i didn't mean to, i'm sorry!" chandler's heart is beating faster as her father keeps shouting at her, not understanding what's happening. he didn't think that y/n was having it bad home at any point, but by her voice it seems like she's scared by him. "i said i'm sorry!"

"don't yell! don't want your lame excuse of a boyfriend to hear this, do we?" chandler wants to storm down and see what's happening, but knows that it will just make everything worse if he does it way too early. the father keeps yelling at her for not doing as he says, and when he starts to call her ugly names, chandler can't do it anymore. "i don't know what i have done to get you as my daughter, but it sure had to be bad! what a slut you are, i regret even meeting your mother right now."

"i-i-"

"know that you are an accident, and a really bad one too! god, i regret letting your mom have you instead of taking abortion!"

"b-but please, stop! chandler can probably hear you, an-" y/n get stopped by his fist hitting her jaw, this causing her to fall down to the ground. chandler eyes widen as he sees it all, standing in the end of the stairs. he really wants to hit the man, but knows that he will just get it twice as hard back.

"y/n!" chandler runs over to y/n, not even paying attention to her father panicking right in front of them. he helps her to sit up, seeing blood dripping from her lip. her father hasn't done this before, this being the reason to why he is panicking. "are you okay?"

"y-yes. l-let us just get upstairs, m-m-dad needs to cool down a little." she whispers, , not wanting her father to hear it. chandler nods, feeling fear taking over his body as he helps her up. chandler has never been so scared before, and if he knew that this would happen he would of have made her come over to his place instead.

the both of them walks upstairs to her room, leaving her panicking dad all alone. chandler cleans her up silently, seeing a big bruise forming right below her bottom lip. all chandler can do is to help her clean it, and to make sure she's okay.

"i-i'm sorry you had to see this, he has never hit me before, only yelled." chandler's eyes meets hers, his usually smiling eyes being filled with sadness. chandler doesn't know what to do nor how to handle this situation, but he does know how to give good hugs to comfort.

chandler sits down beside her in her bed, and wraps his hands around her waist. she snakes her hands around his neck, burying her chin into his shoulder. she has gotten used to the yelling, but never did she think that her own father would hit her. she was supposed to just live through the yelling a couple more years, and then move out. but no, it all had to pile up and make drama.

"you're okay, right?"

"yes, it wasn't that hard of a hit." chandler nods and pulls away, but keeps a hold of her hands. chandler and y/n have this special bond, a bond nobody understands how works. they both have feelings for each other, both of them knows it and they have kissed several times whilst being drunk. but, they aren't together nor have kissed for real. "w-why are you staring at me like that?"

"your lips, t-there's just something special about them." y/n blushed, and understands what he's aiming for. she smiles weakly, finding herself leaning closer to his lips. "are you sure it won't hurt? your l-"

y/n cuts him off with chuckling, shaking her head with a smile. chandler relaxes and cups half of her face, caressing her cheek with a smile matching hers. chandler leans in slowly, and eventually, their lips meet. a feeling of happiness runs through the both of them, and for the first time in ages, y/n feels like something is going her way.

chandler's lips are soft against hers, and somehow it feels like it's the first time they are kissing. they don't know how, but there's a magic feeling which causes you to travel into the whole universe. everything around them stops, and the only thing they notice is each other. in need of air, the both of them pulls away. chandler is looking at her with a grin, and y/n is grinning whilst looking down at their intertwined hands.

"we'll figure this out, y/n. your problems home isn't going to be a problem soon, we'll fix it."

"thank you so much, chandler."

"of course, but now to something more important." y/n furrows her brows together in confusion as she looks up at him, seeing him grinning like the dork he is. "will you make me the luckiest guy in the world, and be my girlfriend?"

"noo, not when you are doing is that cliche!" chandler chuckles and rolls his eyes, pouting jokingly. "if i can stay at yours tonight, then sure, why not? sounds cool to have a boyfriend an-"

"stop! i was just trying t be romantic." y/n chuckles and rolls her eyes, pecking his lips like they have been together for years. chandler smiles and lets it go, thinking that the kiss is a good enough answer to his question. "but hey, you're already trying to get me in bed?"

"yea, you have to work fast and hard to get what you want."

"okay send me your pillow." y/n raises her brows, still chuckling.

"and why so?"

"just send me the pillow!"

ok so i wrote this in like an hour, and idek if you understood the ending buut ok. good night peeps i'm going to sleep, the clock is 11:18 pm imd,lfdjldjscslk

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