Cosima looks down at her sweaty uncertain lover, she smiles a little. She sighs softly. "I know." That, that wouldn't totally be a surprise. At the very least, Delphine was definitely queer. As for what label, who knows. Bisexual? Pansexual? Lesbian? That, she wasn't sure of. Not completely . And it wasn't really her business anyway.

"You know?" Delphine seems surprised.

"Yup." Cosima nods. "It's been pretty obvious to me you are into women."

"For how long?" Delphine looks at her.

Cosima smiles. "A while now. I suspected you might be before we even slept together if you want total honesty."

"Why?" Delphine climbs up, moving so they can be face to face.

"I don't think you actually like sex with men that muuch, I don't think you've even realized how much you didn't like it. But maybe your five individual lovers just particularly sucked. I don't know." Cosima says plainly. "And you looked at me a lot, got into my space."

Delphine looks down. "I do like sex more with you. It's… never uncomfortable with you. Just… pleasure."

"Good," Cosima responds. Well, this threw a wrench in things. She isn't inclined to dig into whatever Delphine meant by uncomfortable. Not at this moment anyway.

"Did I look that much?"

"I'd watch a movie, you'd watch me." Cosima summarizes. "Mostly. And then we'd have sex again. We were having sex you initiated multiple times a day. You're kind of insatiable."

"Was it too much?" Delphine looks concerned. "You said it was OK, that I wasn't making you sore."

"And you don't. You haven't yet anyway." Cosima laughs. "And we aren't really dating, so it must be the sex with a woman thing that is really getting you going." Cosima shrugs. Might as well get that one out in the open.

Delphine looks back at her, stunned into silence for only a couple moments. "But we are dating!"

"Are we?" Cosima throws back. "All we do is have sex. You cannot keep your hands, or anything else, off of me." Not that she's complaining.

"Yes! I mean I thought we were." Delphine gets quieter. "You told me you were dating me."

Cosima shakes her head laughing. "When? When did we establish that?"

"Before we started making love." Delphine responds calmly. "When you said you wanted to date me, pandemic-style."

"Yeah but mostly you just keep jumping me. Which is totally hot. But it leaves things unclear whether we are dating or just having casual sex." Cosima gestures it out, her hands moving rapidly around them.

"Do you not want to date me?" Delphine wonders. "Is it… is it because I have been with men?" Dephine's brow is furrowed and she looks up at Cosima confused, almost hurt.

"No… oh god no! I don't give a shit who you've fucked." Cosima tries to soothe Delphine with soft hands. "I just want you to be into me."

"I am." Delphine reiterates. "We… We are dating?" Delphine's tone is pleading, and it bothers her for only a moment before she responds.

"Yeah. We're dating." Cosima affirms. That much is settled. Now what?

"So if I call my parents or friends I can tell them I have a girlfriend?"

Cosima laughs. "You want to do that? Already?"

"It will come up in conversation eventually." Delphine shrugs. "What I have been up to? How I feel about the pandemic? If I am getting enough exercise."

"Speaking of exercise-" Cosima starts.

"You want me to make love to you again?" Delphine offers softly, lips moving down to draw a dusky nipple into her mouth. She sucks and Cosima moans despite herself for a moment. This, this would never do for having an actual conversation.

"Come on, let's take a warm shower, get some clothes on and take a walk." Cosima urges her. "We can talk more then."

"Without having sex?" Delphine laughs.

"I hope so. Walks are about the only thing people can do outside in Toronto these days. We might give people quite a show." Cosima jokes, pushing herself up out of bed.

"But shower first?" Delphine asks brightly.

"Yeah. Got to wash off a bit… you too."

"That could be fun." Delphine follows her happily, and sure, it might take longer to get clean but at least it'll be fun.

Day 56

Cosima sighs happily, she is strolling along the street holding Delphine's hand and it is utter bliss.

"Is this your favourite part of the city?" Delphine asks.

"The Danforth? One of them." Cosima responds. "Lots of Greek restaurants. Lots to see… definitely better when everything is open though."

"Hmm." Delphine hums. "Do you want to get food?"

"Maybe." Cosima tilts her head, considering her options. "Not much vegetarian fare though."

"Then what do you want?" Delphine asks, face bright and happy.

"I want to go back home with you. Play with the tiny kittens and watch them stumble around and try to play. Order takeout." Cosima smiles. "I'm getting cold."

"Is it too cold?" Delphine begins rubbing Cosima's arms trying to warm her.

"A little." Cosima lets Delphine put an arm around her, seemingly unbothered if people see them together. Plenty of people walk or jog. A couple people walk dogs of various sizes. Not like there's anything else to do.

When they reach the hallway a piece of paper taped to Cosima's door catches their attention.

"What ...what is it?" Delphine looks at the writing apprehensively.

"It's a… a noise complaint." Cosima wrinkles her nose. "From the dude in 302. Apparently he hears us fucking."

Delphine pulls the paper into her own hand, her eyes widen looking at it.

"He's not happy with us." Cosima summarizes. "I guess we should try to do it in your bed more often. Leave a vacant apartment between our units. It should reduce the noise he hears."

"What does he mean screaming? I do not scream." Delphine crosses her arms watching as Cosima unlocks the door.

"Umm you kind of did. A few times." Cosima suggests kindly. "Besides he went and said he can only assume my name is Cosima because you keep screaming it."

"I don't scream." Delphine insists, shaking her head.

"You kind of do, but it's totally hot. I love it." Cosima rushes to assure her. "And you make these adorable high breathy cries when I am thrusting into you."

"So he's asking us to stop?"

"He said multiple times a day is excessive and if we don't quiet down he'll report us both to building management." Cosima grimaces.

"Do you think he's just lonely and jealous?" Delphine asks, after looking over the letter herself.

"I think he has few options for companionship right now. He was rarely home pre-Covid." Cosima shrugs. "Plus I think he's hella gay."

"How can you tell?"

"Umm, he saw Cosmo on my way to introduce the two of you and then later showed up in drag, did a 360 and when right back into his apartment." Cosima admits.

Delphine stops a moment. "He saw you as Cosmo? On your way to my apartment?"

"Lots of people saw me as Cosmo. Back during amateur drag nights." Cosima brushes it off.

"But you were packing!" Delphine seems a little scandalized but it doesn't feel like a big deal to Cosima.

"He didn't know that. Neither did you until you felt it." Cosima reminds her.

"I guess we will have to try to keep it down." Delphine tells her. "So… for our next date. I will plan it. And it will be entirely in my apartment."

"When?" Cosima asks eagerly.

"Tomorrow. Just you and me. Come for 6:30, we'll start with dinner." Delphine tells her. "I will take care of the food, and everything else."

"Did you order a couch?" Cosima looks Delphine over.

"Yes. Actually." She tells her. "I don't know if it will arrive in time. But it's due to arrive tomorrow. A few other furnishings as well."

"Ooh. We'll break it in good for you."

"And get more noise complaints?"

"Maybe?" Cosima tilts her head mischievously. "We can see if we can get…" Cosima pauses to check the name at the bottom of the letter. "Felix in 302 to hear you with my vacant apartment in the middle."

"You wouldn't!"

Cosima smirks again, fingers twirling in the air. "Oh… I would."

"But he'll complain to management!"

"What is management going to tell us? To stop fucking?" Cosima shakes her head.

"I guess not."

"So… do you have more work to do… or do you want to create some more noise pollution with our amazing fucking?" Cosima tries to tempt Delphine, but the look on the française's face isn't the arousal she suspects.

"I thought you would love me by now. But you never say it." Delphine looks over at Cosima. "You don't even call it making love anymore mostly. Just the first few times you did."

Cosima's heart sinks. "I really really like you, Delphine."

"But you don't love me." Delphine surmises, seeming somehow disappointed.

"I want to." Cosima answers honestly. "But I don't want to unless you can love me back. And things between us are still really new. We don't need to rush into declarations of love."

"Haven't I though?" Delphine's brow furrows. "I make love to you nearly every day Cosima. We rarely sleep apart."

"You often leave during the night though, you sneak back to your own bed."

Delphine tries to argue it. "But I cuddle you for hours first. And I come back for breakfast."

"So? You still up and leave my bed during the night to go home." Cosima reminds her. "Why?"