So, my RP partner and I have been talking for over a month, and he's really beginning to confuse me. I mean, it's normal for him to say he doesn't like hurting my feelings (I assume most people who talk to someone like to not hurt their feelings), so that's understandable.
But a few days ago, he got really angry at "silly things" and he apologized for taking it out on me (he said he had to leave, but didn't actually, and felt bad that he "took it out on me" by pretending he had to go, which I was cool with anyway because his life doesn't revolve around me). When I suggested he take time to calm down and find something that makes him relax, he responded with something along the lines of "right now, us chatting is what makes me the calmest" and it was really nice to hear because I thought I was making him mad, too.
He's just... always so nice. And he doesn't mind when I vent about occasional problems, and he always compliments how nice I am -- even though I don't think I'm nice, or good, or great at anything. He's even told me once that he didn't like thinking I was upset and, when we got in an argument, admitted that sometimes he only said things because he thought I would want to hear it (which annoyed me and I told him off for).
And then we play Minecraft together, and he keeps giving me diamonds. Even though we have our own houses and I really haven't mined for anything, he keeps giving me them, saying he doesn't "need them".
And it's just...
I don't know what to think. I don't want to ask him "are you flirting with me?" because I don't know if he is and I don't want to seem... full of myself or jump to a wrong conclusion. But I still kind of do because I kind of want to know. He's nice and he makes me laugh, and, fuck it, it's nice to be able to stress about school and talk to him and feel better.
It's nice to not wonder if I'm falling back into a depression. Because, it's like talking to him is a breath of fresh air. I'm drawing again. I'm writing again. I'm feeling less miserable again. I...
I have something to wake up for every morning, that doesn't make me feel inferior to my sister. Even if I hate to wake up at 10am and be up until 3am sometimes, he's so fun to talk to and he makes me feel normal again.
And those feelings kind of scare me.














