[Joey x Chandler] COMPILATION OF SHORT STORIES FROM AO3

what friends are for

Summary:

"How long have you been--"

Chandler turned around fast and put a hand up. "Joey. Stop."

"Look, I just want you to know--"

"I don't want to have this conversation!"

"I think we need to have this conversation!"

Notes:For .

Made a post on twitter about how unfair it was that Chandler and Joey never got to share at least one kiss on the show. Charlie encouraged me, so I figured I'd (stoned-edly?) write a fic. It turned out way more than I bargained for. I hope you enjoy!

P.S. this is un-beta'd. Sorry for any mistakes!

Work Text:

At first Joey thought it was some sort of prank.

Chandler was unhealthily anal about deleting his browsing history from their shared laptop, whereas Joey didn't really care if people found out about all of the depraved things he looked at on the internet. So, when Joey opened the computer to find a couple of tabs with the titles Am I bisexual? and Will my friends disown me? he was incredibly surprised and incredibly confused.

Joey sat there for a couple of minutes, reading through a few lines on each of the pages before sitting back and squinting his eyes, trying to make sense of what it all meant.

Surely Chandler had to be taking the micky out on him. Three years of sharing a place and Chandler never once left his browsing history open for all to see, let alone opened tabs...

Chandler walked through the front door and snapped Joey out of his reverie by muttering, "Heya, Joe."

Joey quickly closed the tabs and slammed the laptop shut, standing up and looking as if he'd just been the one looking up articles about bisexuality and liking guys as well as girls.

"Uh, hey. Where've you been?"

Chandler lifted his brows and set down a few bags of groceries on the counter, glancing back and forth between them and Joey.

"Oh, you know. Just out walking our nonexistent dog."

Joey mock laughed and scratched the back of his head. He was quiet for a long while, simply watching as Chandler put away the cases of beer in the fridge, the chips in the cupboard, the frozen dinners in the freezer. He wasn't exactly sure how to bring up the bisexual thing, but this was Chandler. His best friend. His best Chandler. They talked about anything and everything. Surely they could talk about this.

"So, uh. Were you on the laptop earlier?"

Chandler grabbed two of the already-cold beers from the fridge and took one over to Joey, and then he fell back into his la-z-boy chair and nodded. "Yeah, last night. Why? Another virus?" His heart skipped a beat faster, remembering what he'd been looking up.

Joey popped open the lid of his beer and took a long swig. "No, no. No virus. There was just... stuff still open on it. I thought you didn't do that. Like. Ever."

Oh god. Oh god. Oh god, oh god, oh god. How could he have... Shit. He shouldn't have had that last glass of whiskey. Chandler became forgetful when he drank the hard stuff. Hell, he had forgotten which of Joey's sisters he'd kissed after downing a platter full of vodka jello shots. He was so stupid.

Deep breath, Bing. The ball's in your court.

"Haha, listen. The foursome stuff came up as 'Related Videos' when I was watching the threesome stuff. That's the kinkiest I get, so don't think you'll find anything spicier than that in the history, Joe."