It's a compliment, doofus. Take it in the spirit it was intended.
...I don't want this to sound like an accusation, so if it does, I'm sorry. That's now how I mean it. But. Okay, first...we have this kind of flirty banter dynamic between us. Which is fine, whatever. I didn't really think much of it, since we seemed content on that level. And then you tell me that you've got two girls you're kinda-sorta fooling around with, one of whom you're hired to protect, so I kinda wrote you off romantically. Things are difficult enough for you as they are. But then you tell me that you can't stop thinking about kissing me, or that you hear a song on the radio and you think of me, which isn't really something you tell a platonic friend, unless it's something ridiculous and stupid, and I don't really think that's what you meant. So I kissed you, and you seemed totally on board, which was great, I was too. That was really nice.
But now we're acting like it never happened, and I don't know what to do. If you want us to go back to being just friends, with no romantic or sexual subtext, that's fine. But if you want something more, you have to tell me. I can't read your mind. And honestly? I'm really fucking confused right now, and it's making me weird.
So in the interest of me not being weird, I need you to tell me what it is you want from me. [...aaaaaaand, that's it. Time to let out a deep breath.]
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...I don't want this to sound like an accusation, so if it does, I'm sorry. That's now how I mean it. But. Okay, first...we have this kind of flirty banter dynamic between us. Which is fine, whatever. I didn't really think much of it, since we seemed content on that level. And then you tell me that you've got two girls you're kinda-sorta fooling around with, one of whom you're hired to protect, so I kinda wrote you off romantically. Things are difficult enough for you as they are. But then you tell me that you can't stop thinking about kissing me, or that you hear a song on the radio and you think of me, which isn't really something you tell a platonic friend, unless it's something ridiculous and stupid, and I don't really think that's what you meant. So I kissed you, and you seemed totally on board, which was great, I was too. That was really nice.
But now we're acting like it never happened, and I don't know what to do. If you want us to go back to being just friends, with no romantic or sexual subtext, that's fine. But if you want something more, you have to tell me. I can't read your mind. And honestly? I'm really fucking confused right now, and it's making me weird.
So in the interest of me not being weird, I need you to tell me what it is you want from me. [...aaaaaaand, that's it. Time to let out a deep breath.]