Monica visibly flinched as she heard loud echoes from Gray's room, by the sound of which he'd run into some rather difficult obstacles while looking for a movie. He really was adorable, acting almost like a little boy sometimes instead of the man she knew he'd become. Sort of like a puppy, a puppy she wouldn't mind cuddling up to all night long. What was she thinking? Gray was a friend, a friend, just a friend. And she was happy with that. But, that nagging feeling that she had kept deep inside for all these years was dying to come out. Even if Gray didn't feel the same way, he had to know what she felt. 

She couldn't stop laughing when Gray presented her with the disk of the cheesiest sounding horror movie she had ever seen as though it was some sort of award. Monica hobbled her way over to the love seat and took her place beside him, "I don't think I'll be getting too scared," she teased, "But if [i]you[/i] do I wouldn't mind holding you," she ruffled his hair playfully before turning her attention to the screen. 

Amid the classic horror movie screams and jump scares replete with heroic heroes and damsels in distress Monica found her attention wandering from the movie to Gray. From the side of her eyes she watched him watch the movie, a smile dancing across her lips with each of his Gray-like reactions to everything going on on-screen. Then she'd focus back in on the television, and then back to Gray. It went on like this until the movie was over, the credits sprawling across the screen as the main theme song played over and over in different variations. Monica took a deep breath, glancing over to her best friend. 

It was now or never. 

She gently grabbed his hand, a gesture that wasn't terribly peculiar between them, and smiled as she placed a hand on his face. Another regular gesture that had occurred often between the two. Her next move was completely new. 

Monica leaned in, closing her eyes so not to embarrass herself should he react poorly, and placed a gentle, feather-light kiss on Gray's lips. She lingered there for a moment, softly tracing circles on his cheek with her thumb. 

When she pulled away, she met Gray's lovely gaze with her own, not even the faintest trace of a blush on her face, "Well, I think that was long overdue. At least for me," she smiled softly.