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"Benny-" Razor sighed as he felt his long hair being exposed to the cold air, said unlucky boy taking the hood off of the long coat that Razor wore.
You see, although Razor was a boy who hardly knew human manners, or human feelings either - he didn't like the way he looked. Many times, protecting his Lupical, he would get scars. Usually, some would heal, but some stayed. They stayed and never left his skin. According to people in Mondstadt, he was so many things he knew definetely were not nice. He would usually come off as "weird, creepy, scary" or "ugly" to the people in the city of wind. Now, he didn't think of himself like that, but it did take a toll on the wolf boy. Lisa taught him that people would not be nice everytime - sometimes they'd be terrible, they'd make you feel bad about yourself.
Yet he still couldn't stop the thoughts of what he would hear.
Weird. Creepy. Disgusting. Ugly.
Terrifying.
Bennett and Razor had started "dating" a few months back. Razor still did not fully understand the term, because of course, his Lupical could not talk like humans could, so they could not explain to him what that meant. But Bennett did try his best to give a nice, but also quick explanation of what it meant.
Razor just called it "loving someone". Not like the term date meant something so so different anyway.
Bennett lowered Razor down onto the ground of the camp he had set up an hour or two ago, before they had gone to hunt for food.
And now, after hunting, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 was happening.
"Razor-" Bennett moaned out, pressing their legs together on accident, making his skin shiver. He wanted to continue this.
No, he needed to.
To show Razor how much he loved him.
The unlucky boy started to take the clothes off of the other, but Razor instantly held onto his arm, trying to stop him from doing so.
Oh- also, Bennett had already taken his shirt off, and there was a campfire he had lit outside before this scene had begun. So, altough cold breeze surrounded the forest and made the trees tremble with fear, they would both be warm.
"Huh? Is there something wrong?! Did I do something?" Bennett asked his lover, looking down at the wolf boy.
"Benny, don't take it off- Razor hates it- Benny please don't..." The said wolf boy mumbled out, lips trembling, not from the cold, but from fright.
"What? What happened? Why shouldn't I take it off? If you want to stop, you can tell me. I won't be mad!" Bennett smiled and his eyes went to Razor once again.
Hands trembling, Razor put them over his eyes, and Bennett eyed him, confused.
"Razor..?"
"Benny, I don't like Razor. Razor looks... Uh, that word- Razor looks ugly... Razor has scars... Why does Benny love Razor when I look bad?" The wolf boy questioned and started to shake under the grasp of Bennett.
"Who said that?! I'll punch them and get the Adventure Guild to report them to the Knights of Favonius..!" Bennett said, trying in any way to calm the wolf boy down.
"Listen, uhm... I love you because... Because you are you! Also, others think of you as something bad because they're stupid!" The unlucky boy shouted and hugged the other.
"Whatever they say, don't listen to it! Okay? They're bad people! They're the weird ones, not you!" He said and got up, pulling Razor's hands off of his eyes and looking at the teary red orbs.
"To me, you're Razor! Beauty is not determined by how good someone looks, but by how they act!" He said and leaned in to kiss the scar on Razor's cheek, making the other flinch.
"Benny..." Razor mumbled and started to shake again.
"No no no no no! Don't cryy! Please Razor, you're gonna make me cry!" Bennett smiled once more and continued to take off Razor's clothes.
"You're beautiful to me, okay? You're not ugly." The adventurer continued his talk, stripping Razor's shirt and panths, continued by his shoes.
He looked so pretty. Red, tearful orbs staring at him. Pale, shining white, porcelain almost skin being shone on by the moonlight of the now resuming night.
"Benny is also beautiful... Because he is Benny." Razor smiled and broughts his arms around Bennett's neck, pulling him down to kiss his cheek.
Bennett let go for a moment, then instantly lowered himself to give a petite kiss to all of Razor's scars.
"Mh- Benny-" Razor moaned out, pulling Bennett closer.
"You're so pretty. I love you, Razor."
"And Razor loves you too, Benny!" The wolf boy chuckled and kept giggling as Bennett trailed small kisses all around his scarred body.
As the night resumed and the moonlight kept shining above the city of winds, out in the forest, by a camp with a small, woody fire, were the two boys, who showered each other with love all through out the darkness,