[ She'd braced for another kiss when he moved forward again, but when he stops, her brows knit together in slight confusion, and--oh. There it goes, the "what are we doing?" question.
Kasumi herself doesn't even know the answer to this question. There's a part of her that would totally be fine if this ended up just being another one of Peter's one... morning stands, and one of hers, too, but--she knows that if they did that, they may as well say goodbye to being friends. Because she's not sure that she could keep seeing Peter bring other people home if that happened, not sure she could do something like let him hide from whomever the next morning.
(And there was one time that she actually had to talk to one of his conquests from the night before, the next morning--before she and Peter became friends. Kasumi herself had just been returning from a night out, and happened upon the girl in the hallway right as she was stumbling out from Peter's apartment, this glazed look of euphoria on her face, and she must have been slightly drunk, still, because she smiled at Kasumi and said, "He said he's gonna call me!"
Little did she know. In any case, Kasumi would definitely not be able to do something like what she'd done, which was smile courteously and say, "That's nice.")
There's a part of her that wouldn't mind being friends with benefits, either. In fact, that may even be preferable, since she's not sure she could slap a "girlfriend" label on herself at the moment--but then there's a part of her, too, that thinks that maybe that wouldn't actually be so bad? Being Peter's girlfriend? They have a great dynamic, after all. But she's never seen him bring back the same person more than a few times, so she has to wonder if he even does relationships.
What she does know is that she likes Peter. Really, really likes him. As more than just a friend. And she's not sure when that happened. ]
I don't know, Peter. What do want us to be doing here?
[ Woops. She'd gotten accustomed to deflecting this type of question with more flirting--to distract from the matter at hand--with other people. But Peter isn't other people. He's... He's really important to her. ]
That came out wrong--I just. I really don't know. I just know that I'm really into you. And... not really platonically.
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Kasumi herself doesn't even know the answer to this question. There's a part of her that would totally be fine if this ended up just being another one of Peter's one... morning stands, and one of hers, too, but--she knows that if they did that, they may as well say goodbye to being friends. Because she's not sure that she could keep seeing Peter bring other people home if that happened, not sure she could do something like let him hide from whomever the next morning.
(And there was one time that she actually had to talk to one of his conquests from the night before, the next morning--before she and Peter became friends. Kasumi herself had just been returning from a night out, and happened upon the girl in the hallway right as she was stumbling out from Peter's apartment, this glazed look of euphoria on her face, and she must have been slightly drunk, still, because she smiled at Kasumi and said, "He said he's gonna call me!"
Little did she know. In any case, Kasumi would definitely not be able to do something like what she'd done, which was smile courteously and say, "That's nice.")
There's a part of her that wouldn't mind being friends with benefits, either. In fact, that may even be preferable, since she's not sure she could slap a "girlfriend" label on herself at the moment--but then there's a part of her, too, that thinks that maybe that wouldn't actually be so bad? Being Peter's girlfriend? They have a great dynamic, after all. But she's never seen him bring back the same person more than a few times, so she has to wonder if he even does relationships.
What she does know is that she likes Peter. Really, really likes him. As more than just a friend. And she's not sure when that happened. ]
I don't know, Peter. What do want us to be doing here?
[ Woops. She'd gotten accustomed to deflecting this type of question with more flirting--to distract from the matter at hand--with other people. But Peter isn't other people. He's... He's really important to her. ]
That came out wrong--I just. I really don't know. I just know that I'm really into you. And... not really platonically.
[ There it goes. ]