Fandom Imagines Part 2

Wedding, Joey Tribbiani

We're going to start strong in this book with my favorite guy from Friends 😊

For the past two weeks, Joey has been stressing over finding an acting role and he hasn't been able to get very much sleep. I thought that maybe our bed would be comfortable enough or possibly his barcalounger... no. Monica and Rachel's couch was more comfortable than all of those. And what makes their couch even more comfortable for Joey? My body as his pillow.

As I lay underneath him with his arms wrapped around me, I hear the apartment door open and the voices of Monica and Rachel. Quickly waving my hand above the couch, I hear their voices go quiet, being replaced by the sounds of their frantic feet. Leaning over the couch, their faces greet my smiling one before I cover Joey's ears with my hands. "He hasn't slept for the past two days," I inform them. "Try not to wake him." They both nod, slowly backing away as I take my hands away from Joey's ears, his head nudging back into my hands once they move away. Great.

Sighing, I place my hands back on his head, lightly running my palms over the soft fibers of his hair. Moving my head downward, I place a kiss against his forehead, making him nuzzle his head even farther in to my neck. Even better!

I hear the apartment door open, the sound of Monica and Rachel shushing whoever just came in following. The next thing I know is Chandler's face peering over the couch, a smirk coming to his face as he begins to nod. "Hey, (Y/n), when he wakes up, can it be my turn next?" I squint my eyes with a smile, waving my fist as Ross' signature flipping off gesture. Getting the message, Chandler moves away from the couch and instead sits down on the arm seat, resting his head back on it. Almost instantly, Chandler becomes bored due to the tv not being on or having his buddy beside him, so he settles for humming the tune of 'Wedding Bells'. As to why he's humming that certain tune, I have no idea.

After a few seconds of Chandler's humming, Joey starts groaning a little in his sleep as if he were waking up. Moving my hand away from Joey's head, I go to wave at Chandler so he could stop humming, but Joey says something, making me stop.

"Mmm, (Y/n)." He murmurs, moving his head against my neck. "What is he dreaming about...?" Chandler asks questionably, quickly being shushed by Monica and Rachel as they rush over to look at the sleep talking Joey. Smiling, I talk back to him. "Yes, Joey?" I ask in a sweet voice.

"I've always dreamt of this day..." he slurs, turning his head so he could lay his cheek on my chest. I lightly snicker, Monica and Rachel smiling above me. "What are you talking about, love?" I ask him, scratching his head lightly. "We're getting married, hon..." he slurs. All movement and sound in the room immediately stops as all of our eyes go wide. "I've always wanted this..." he adds before turning his head and nuzzling back into my neck.

We all stay quiet with me just laying there underneath Joey, my eyes wide open and I begin thinking. Does Joey wants to marry me? I honestly would have never guessed that the thought of marriage ever crossed Joey's mind... I never thought Joey was one to want to settle down. I mean, I've thought about it time to time, but let's be honest; What woman doesn't? And now that I think of it... what man doesn't either?

After a few hours with the TV being on silent and Joey being asleep on my body, he finally wakes up only to smile and kiss me. "Good morning, lovely," he says, hugging me tighter to him. I smile at him, running my hands through his hair. Just as I begin to do this, Monica yells "Dinner's ready!"

Even through eating dinner with my friends, I don't speak. I just... I just don't know what to say. It's almost as if all the words from my mouth have been taken, and for some reason, I don't know why.

"(Y/n), everything okay?" Rachel asks me. "You're quiet tonight." I give her a fake smile, nodding while placing my napkin on my plate before standing. "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just not feeling well," I tell her, with another fake smile and nod. "I'll be out on the balcony." I tell them, turning around and heading to the balcony.

Once I'm standing on it, I breathe in fresh air and lean on the railing, looking down at everything below this apartment. I breathe in another breath of fresh air, only to feel arms wrap around my waist. I jump slightly, surprised.

"Hey, hey, it's just me," I hear Joey say in my ear. I didn't even hear him open the door/window to come out here. I quickly calm down at Joey's words, but I still have bit of adrenaline running through me. "What's got you on edge, hon?" Joey asks.

I shake my head, putting on another smile. "I'm fine, Joey, really." I tell him, but he doesn't buy it. Instead he stares at me, knowing I'll give in, and guess what? I do.

"Its honestly nothing, but..." I begin, turning around in Joey's arms. I avert my eyes away from his before sighing. "In your sleep, you were talking, and you were talking about us getting..." I look up to him to see him looking at me questioningly. With another sigh, I complete my sentence. "About us getting married."

Staring at me for a few moments, Joey furrows his eyebrows. "Are you sure it was me talking?" He questions, causing me to giggle. "Yes, you dork," I answer him, watching a smile appear across his lips. "It was you talking in your sleep," I smile, remembering what all he said. "You were saying that you had always wanted to marry me," with a dark blush rising to my cheeks, I slightly giggle again. "It was sweet and romantic... despite you being asleep of course."

A few seconds of happy silence pass before I see Joey get down on one knee and take my left hand both of his. Shocked, my smile drops as everything comes to a halt. With my breath caught in my throat, I watch as Joey releases a nervous breath of his own before speaking.

"(Y/n)," he begins, my name coming off of his lips sweetly and softly. "I love you more than anything - even more than my acting," my eyes widen more. "And Even though I accidently confessed everything in my sleep, I still planned on doing this tonight, but you know... without you knowing and it being a complete surprise," we both laugh with each other before he continues.

"But I can't do this anymore. I can't just be 'boyfriend and girlfriend' with you. We have to be something... more. You deserve something more. And if you'll let me, I'll happily give you that something more. So, (Y/n), will you become Mrs. Joey Tribbiani?" Grinning, I feel tears begin to seep out of the corners of my eyes.

"Joey, I-I will happily become Mrs. Tribbiani," I answer him, tugging his hand so he can stand with me. Once he's on his feet, I pull him close and hold him to me while tears flow from my eyes and onto his coat. Keeping an arm around me, Joey pulls back a bit before taking a small, black velvet box from his pocket and opening it, revealing a beautiful marquise diamond ring that sparkles in the bright moonlight.

Taking his arm from my waist, Joey takes the ring from the box and slides it onto my left ring finger, admiring it for a moment before pulling me in close for a kiss. As soon as our lips meet, the sound of applause fills the scene around us, causing us both to look over and see all of the gang at the window, grinning and clapping their hands together. Monica, Phoebe, and Rachel all stand together with their arms around each other while Ross and Chandler are mimicking the girls movements.

Laying my head on Joey's chest, I feel myself begin to laugh along with Joey at our friends. "We have great friends." I point out, my hand with a new step of life adorning it finding it's way around the collar of Joey's jacket. Joey laughs at my comment, nodding before speaking. "They're always there to share the happy moments with us." He notes, his voice full of happiness.

Looking back up at each other, we attach our lips together once again, this kiss being a promise to keep each other close along with our friends. No poem or love song could ever describe how I feel right now, and I'm pretty sure that in Joey's perspective, no script containing a romantic scene could describe this moment either.

It's just simply too perfect.