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it was a dull and dark evening. a figure sat alone in the rain, under the shade of a tree. it had been raining, for hours on end, here in mondstadt. the air was cold, ground was wet and harsh winds whipped across razor's face, making him shiver.
he heard that today was valentine's day. apparently it was a day you give gifts to your lover and spend time together? razor didn't know much about it to be honest. the rain seemed to taunt him, laughing at him for being alone in the forest on valentine's.
he was an outcast.
suddenly, a figure appeared in the distance. at first he couldn't make out who it was, but as the person drew closer, he soon recognized him. that off-white hair, that bandaid on his nose, that outfit, those scars, that smile.
bennett.
except he wasn't smiling.
the other boy took a seat beside the "outcast wolf boy".
"hey, raze. been a rough day, huh? wassup."
"benny.. hi."
"...uh...wanna talk about what today was like?"
"mm."
and so they sat there under the shade of a tree, in the heavy rain, exchanging their stories of a lonely valentine's. somehow, bennett knew all too well what razor wanted to talk about. razor shared his story of seeing couple after couple visit wolvendom and pick wolfhook berries together, while he sat awkwardly watching from a distance. bennett shared his story of seeing couples make out in public in mondstadt without shame. for some reason, those incidents managed to make them feel more alone than ever.
i guess it was something of the many things they had in common.
just then, razor remembered a little something. he'd seen those couples that came to wolvendom, all holding hands. and they seemed...happy. razor wanted both of them to be happy as well. so he took bennett's hand, and their fingers interlocked. they might've blushed ever so slightly at the touch, but that went unnoticed - at least to them.
"your hands are quite warm despite the weather," bennett laughed.
and something about that made their hearts feel warm inside as well. both types, hand and hearts, were a good feeling. so now two figures sat, no longer alone, in the cold rain, under the shade of a tree. they didn't shiver. they huddled together. they might not have noticed, but the way they sat looked just like a couple on a date, bennett's head resting on razor's shoulder.
and they'd spent time together that day. there might not have been any gifts, but to razor, bennett was already the best gift he could ask for. a friend...or maybe even more. razor didn't exactly know. but he knew that he wasn't lonely on valentine's anymore. and also that particular warmth in his hand and heart, he knew he liked the feeling of it.
and together the two boys sat, under the shade of that tree as evening ended, watching as the rain cleared up, and as the shining sun set.