Ugh ok. Therefore every person warned you that this could happen. Literally every. Solitary. Individual. However you insisted that nooo, you will not fall victim to your rom-com that is classic in which you fall in deep love with your buddy with benefits. You convinced your self you DESIRED — casual sex with no strings attached that you would be okay with — nay. Emotions? Me? Never Ever!
Unfortuitously, as it happens that the entire world ended up being immediately after all. Dammit! After all really, who does've understood that making love with the exact same individual many times every week, cuddling using them every Sunday would result in…actual romantic attraction with them post-coitus and telling them your deepest fears and ambitions, and getting brunch?