[Bennett X Razor] Wolfhooked☆

Another Dash

Today was a good day, got my commissions done, and I did need to go to the cathedral afterwards. I even went adventuring with Traveler for a bit.

Today was a nice day, so I'm going to drop by Angel Share and see whose up preforming tonight, a couple of days ago Venti had been preforming. I wonder if he'll be there today too.

'What about Razor'

Its been awhile since I've seen him ever since I- yeah.

I've been intending to apologize to him, but I've been so nervous at the thought of even talking to him that I've been avoiding Wolvendom for a while now.

'I hope he's not mad'

I finally make my way up to the tavern and open the door.

"Hey Char- oh, he's not here today?" I see a man with red hair and dark clothes.

"Welcome to Angels Share, I'm afraid Charles is out today." The man says "So what will you be having today?"

"Oh, I just came to relax and listen to the bards preform here, so no drinks for me." I tell the man while looking around the Tavern, but by the looks of it, no bard's going to be playing tonight so I should probably just head-

I look to see Razor in the back of the tavern, with the knights of Favonius. But why?

'This is my chance'

I freeze in place. My body, suddenly cold.

'I can talk to him'

"Uh...on second thought" I laugh nervously to the red haired man.

'I can do it'

I feel myself take a step back reaching for the door.

"It looks pretty crowded in here. Mabey I'll come by another time."

'I can do it'

As I reach for the door I see Razor look my way, he sees me.

'I cant'

I quickly make my way out the door, walking fast, hoping he wouldn't chase after me.

"Bennett!" I here Razor call out my name just as he grabs my wrist.

I stop, trying to pull my arm away from him, not wanting to look behind me.

"I'm sorry about last time Razor." I quickly say.

His grip tightens a bit as he begins to speak.

"Do, you not like me no more?"

A pain stabs my heart as I hear those words.

"Razor..." I say, as I stop trying to pull away from his grasp. "I still like you Razor. You're my friend after all."

I feel another pain stab me, this time, my own words.

"I'm just, busy. So I can't talk to you right now."

"Or... talk. Okay?" I hesitantly say that last part.

"I see." I hear him say softly.

I feel his grip loosen but tighten once again around my arm.

"Then tell me why busy." He says with a more demanding sound than questioning.

"I- " I pause unknowing of what to say "I can't."

His grip tightens even more, a slight pain begins to burn around my wrist.

"Razor." I say, his name sounding unusual to say.

He lightens his grip, allowing me to pull my arm away.

I begin walking away, to scared to look back. To scared that I'd be able to see what he might be thinking.

'I'm sorry, once again Razor'

I head back to my home. Afraid, that everything I ever had with Razor, was gone, because of me.