I'm in Love | G.I and H.S.R x Male! reader oneshots

Razor | adorable

Razor x Autistic! Male reader

Requested

Razor is 18, reader is 19

Hunter, cute, fluff

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Y/n was out hunting with his bow for boar. He was an Anemo Bow User, but he rarely fought. He preferred to just hunt in Wolvendom.

Y/n assumed today would be just like any other, until he saw a wolf boy with his pack.

"H-hello?" Y/n called out, his bow aimed at the wolf boy.

He didn't know if the wolf boy was dangerous or not, so he kept his bow pointed at him. Y/n slowly approached.

The wolf boy looked back, and summoned his claymore.

"Who... Are you...?" The wolf boy growled.

"I'm a hunter of boar, who are you?"

"... Razor..."

Y/n stopped aiming, and let his bow disappear, as Razor did the same with his claymore.

"Nice to meet you, Razor." Y/n held out his hand for Razor to shake.

Razor sniffed it instead.

"Aww~ you're adorable!" Y/n ruffled Razor's hair.

Razor smacked his hand away. "Don't... Know you..."

"Ah, sorry!" Y/n apologized.

Razor and Y/n awkwardly stood there, until there was a howl heard.

"Must go... Stay safe..." Razor raced off to his pack.

"W-wait!"

Razor paused for a moment and looked back at Y/n.

"Could... We meet again...? Here! In two days?" Y/n nervously asked.

Razor nodded, and raced off.

Y/n let out a sigh of relief, and he took the meat he collected today back

~Two days later~

Y/n was back at the spot where he met Razor. Y/n was sitting at the trunk of a tree, in the small clearing.  At some point, Y/n took a nap.

He was woken by Razor, glaring at him.  "Not safe... To sleep..."

"Sorry... I wasn't expecting you to actually show up..." Y/n murmured, wiping his eyes.

Razor blushed at how cute Y/n looked with sleepy eyes. He didn't understand this feeling.

"Are you okay, Razor? You're red." Y/n questioned worriedly, putting his hand to Razor's forehead.

Razor swatted his hand away. "Me fine..."

Y/n smiled. "Okay, good! I wanted to ask you a few questions, if that's okay?"

"Ask..."

"We're you born in the wilderness?"

"Yes..."

"How old are you?"

"Lisa says... around... 18." Razor mumbled.

"Cool! I'm 19!"

Razor nodded.

"Do you mind if I ask one more thing?"

"Go.. ahead..."

"Have you ever had a mate?"

Razor blushed heavily. "N-no..."

"Me neither. But anyways, time for me to go. Bye, Razor!" Y/n stood up.

"Bye... Boar hunter..." Razor waved.

"Oh, my names Y/n. Remember that, mkay?" Y/n smiled and left.

Razor still blushing heavily, as Y/n left. He felt strangely hot between his legs.

"Not... Again..."

~A few weeks later~

Y/n and Razor met a few times a week, talking and getting to know each other better. Y/n even got to meet Razor's pack. They liked Y/n a lot.

Y/n was back hunting boar, when Razor popped out of nowhere and scared him.

"R-razor!? Don't scare me like that!!" Y/n screamed.

The boars started running away, making Y/n sigh.

"S-sorry..." Razor apologized softly.

"It's okay." Y/n smiled, and gently stroked Razor's arm. "I'm not mad."

Razor blushed at the contact. He didn't push Y/n away, he was enjoying it.

Razor murmured something.

"Hm? Something wrong Razor?"

"Hug..." Razor spoke louder.

"Aww!! Okay!!" Y/n wrapped Razor up in a tight hug.

Razor hugged back, snuggling his nose into Y/n's neck. Razor loved his smell. Y/n smelt good, but it was calming. It reminded him of a safe home.

Y/n and Razor stood there for awhile, but neither cared. There was a piece missing, and the other filled that void.

"Um..." Razor broke the silence. "w-will you... Be mate...?"

Y/n flushed. "I-i would like that!"

Razor squealed.

"That... Was adorable!!" Y/n rubbed Razor's head, making him blush in embarrassment.

A wolf howl could be heard.

"Have to go... Bye... Mate..." Razor licked Y/n's cheek, and ran off.

Y/n blushed.

"He's so cute..." Y/n mumbled, "And he's my boyfriend..."

Y/n skipped home, overjoyed.