That One Night. || Bennett x Razor

explanation for the Xmas specisl chapter thing (kind of a vent chapter? dk)

my eyes hurt man

also this kinda like a rant chapter cuz I just writing whar I think about myself and stuff but ignore it now enjoy mwa

Bennett's pov:

Why do I exist? Did the gods mess up or something? Talk about a stupid mistake. Nothing in life can go smoothly, and I know that. But why can't at least ONE good thing happen?

Razor has been my reason to live, but now I don't even know anymore. I love him, yes, but I'm causing too much problems for him. His constantly worried if I get a bruise, and doesn't like it when I don't sleep. I love how he cares about me, but I feel like I'm his only friend.

I talk to myself most of the time, and try to be positive. But is that gonna do any good? I wonder. 'Confidence is key' my ass. I feel like I'll upset those around me if I don't act positive and confident so I have to pretend. Well, that's gone now. For the past week or so, I've been just laying in bed, no adventures, just talking to everyone, basically doing boring stuff. I haven't really smiled much, only when I feel like I have to. Maybe this is a sign to say goodbye?

Life is hard. Really hard. It makes you bleed, suffer, cry, lots of things like that. However, it can make you smile, laugh, or enjoy something or someone too. I've had my good moments and my bad moments, but the good moments seemed like dreams. It's like waking up to reality, seeing blood splattered all over the place with dead bodies all around, some screaming, others panting. Funny, isn't it?

I feel like I'm super stubborn. I don't like saying my true feelings to others, most likely because they would get more and more worried about me. Hiding something you don't wanna hide can be tough, but sometimes there's no choice. Still, it's a bit stupid to talk to yourself  right before ending it all. Maybe i could pretend someone was here? No, that wouldn't work out. Definitely not.

I don't like this. I hate this. I never thought it would come to this. Imagine it being in newspapers. Embarrassing. I somehow still care about what others think about me. They all probably think I'm just a guy that thinks he has a bright future ahead, but I don't. My future is gone. Everyone's gone, everything's gone. No more hope, no more worried people, just me being gone makes me feel at ease. I might end up in hell, but who cares?

Oh well, it seems like my time is up.

Goodbye, whoever's watching.

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Razor's pov:

What's Bennett doing there? He doesn't go there most of the time. Is something wrong? His crying.

My eyes widen. I stared at Bennett, who was falling off a cliff, from afar. I tried running to him, I really tried, but it was too late.

I sat there, beside Bennett's lifeless body, covered in a pool of blood. Why does it have to be him?

When I was reading a picture book in the library, this one sentence made me curious back then.

'Soulmates, those who are destined to be together, will most likely live happily in the afterlife.'

Now I understand. Somehow, I get the meaning of that.

I take out my claymore, the old one. I don't want to dirty red haired man's claymore.

I guess living with Bennett in the afterlife would be nice. Better than anything in the world.

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ok ok ok to sum it up

bennett thinks about life
unalive

razor sees bennett
recall something in a book he secretly took
unalive

the end

anyways love y'all

A lil uh information about chapter 2:

Razor finds his way to Liyue, and meets Xingqiu, Chongyun, and Xinyan again.