[Bennett X Razor] Wolfhooked☆

A Walk Home

Razor sits beside me and we talk about things.

The conversation and us being closer than I could handle leads me to being a flustered mess.

'I can't tell him that I like him now, I just said I wanted to be friends, I can't turn around and ask for more than that. Ah, what a great way to ruin it huh.'

'I could always tell him another time, i should just be glad we can talk properly again'

A little sad about me ruining my own plans for a confession, I get up, getting ready to head home to rest like Barbara told me to.

"I'm glad I got to talk to you again Razor, how about we head to Good Hunter tomorrow?" I offer Razor. "It would be nice to meet up again."

"Yeah."

"That's great! I'll see you tomorrow then." I wave bye to Razor, walking away.

"Wait!" I hear Razor shout, as he grabs my hand.

"Don't go, I have-"

I look back to Razor, his face in a bit of a panic.

I sudently feel myself lose my balance, my leg, giving out on me.

"Wait Razor!"

I close my eyes as I begin to fall, ready to hit the stairs.

I feel two arms wrap around me, catching my fall, I open my eyes and see Razor looking down at me from behind. I feel a blush wash over my face once again.

"I'm so sorry Razor, my leg just gave out on me and-" I try to sit up, but a great pain stabbing me in my leg.

I wince at the pain, holding back my urge to shout.

"Your leg, is hurt." Razor sits me up gently and moves to my front, looking at my leg.

I look at Razor, it's hard trying not to get flustered after everything he does, especially after not seeing him for so long. The way Razor cares so much for me and how I didn't accept any of his care before, to scared I'd bother him. I dont deserve Razor, not as a friend or anything more, especially how I treated him.

I'm glad to have him though, dispite me being the unluckiest person alive, I'm already super lucky to have him.

"Let me take you home." Razor says to me.

"Wha- I can't let you do that Razor! I can walk." I try to stand, as Razor tries to keep me from doing so, my leg stings once again, forcing me to sit down.

"No. I carry you."

This time, before I can protest, Razor picks me up and carries me on his back.

Razor beings walking me to my home.

Razor has only ever been over to my home once, most times we  would usually meet in Wolvendom, I'm surprised he still remembers it now.

I stay silent most of the way, to flustered to say anything, so instead I take advantage of the moment, i bury my face into his neck, as I feel his hair gently brush against me.

Dispite how much Razor has changed appearance wise, he's still as kind and caring as he was before.

Which is just making me realize how much I like him even more.

"Thank you." I mutter to Razor, as we make the rest of the way to my home.

He doesn't respond, Razor continues to walk in silence, but that's completely fine with me.