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My (30M) roommate (28M) thinks we're in a relationship and I’m too awkward to tell him the truth??
Throwaway account for reasons. Anyway, lemme start from the beginning here.
My roommate and I go way back. Like, we met in school at the library and somehow just started to hang out all the time even though we weren't even in the same grade or faculty. Like, we were best friends and everything even though he's kind of a prickly asshole, but back then I thought it was cute. ANYWAY. We had a huge falling out because of a school project we did together and we literally didn't talk for years. We graduated, started working, bla bla bla and I hit hard times in my adult years and ran into him again and he offered me a place to stay. And that was like 2 years ago.
So that's our lore, I guess, in a very condensed manner. We still argue all the time because he is an obstinate and stubborn bastard and he has terrible taste in… well everything. I’m kind of into art and design and the furniture in his house when I moved in 🤢🤢 I managed to save it. So he let me redecorate and he paid for almost everything. And I do the most cleaning because he is incapable of putting away his stuff! Like??? Is he a child???? I think he does it on purpose to annoy me. And I make breakfast for us every morning and he has the audacity to nitpick at my coffee or the way I eat my bread. What's it to you, roommate??? And don't get me started on how he has the habit of falling asleep in the living room and I always have to cover him with a blanket and take off his headphones.
So up until two weeks ago, I thought things were just going as always when he suddenly asked me if I would be home in time that day and I was confused and asked for what and he just? rolled his eyes at me? (Rude mf) So I asked him again and he said “Today's our anniversary.” And I was so confused and asked again what he meant and then he got angry?? And he said “It's our one year anniversary. You pride yourself to be an expert of romantics and put sentimental value into inconsequential things, so how come you would forget a day like this.” And I was just???? What?????
That's when I realized: My roommate thinks we're dating. He thinks we're in a relationship. I have NO IDEA where this is coming from?? We don't even do things that couples do?? We sleep in separate rooms?? (Okay, I slept in his bed ONCE a year or so ago because I was in a bad state mentally and just. Whatever. And occasionally we nap in the living room. But that's not like that.)
I was so dumbfounded that I pretended I knew what he meant and blurted out that, of course, I didn't forget about it. Yikes. And we had… a nice dinner together… and we played the sitar together afterwards which we hadn't done since our school years, and he even lit candles around the room and it was, like, super sweet and when we went to bed, he kissed my cheek and actually SMILED at me? Wtf? Does he actually like me???
So, this is my current situation. It's been two weeks since then and I just… can't get myself to tell him the truth? Any advice? TT