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It was getting later by the minute, but Bennett and Fischl were still nowhere to be seen.
Admittedly, it hadn’t been long since they had disappeared, but seeing the worried looks on his lupicals’ faces made Razor feel worry as well, so he decided that he'd go and look for them.
..And now here he was, hiding beneath bushes and foliage watching the two go stargazing.
He's supposed to come interrupt the moment and drag them back home, that's what he came to do, after all.. but as strange as it is, he can't will himself to.
That’s why he’s resorted to just sitting around, waiting for the right moment to interrupt…
“..Fischl?”
Bennett’s voice was barely above a murmur, so quiet that even the slightest gust of air would’ve blown it away. Actually, Razor was only now noticing the lack of wind in the area. Was the Anemo Archon watching them as well?
“Hm?” Fischl (uncharacteristically) said nothing but a hum, urging Bennett to continue.
“I’ve been meaning to say this for a while now, but..” The gray-haired boy handed her a battered flower from his pocket, “I like you.. a lot. I- In a romantic way..!”
Yeah this is definitely something Razor was not meant to see.
A cold gust of air brushed past them as they all sat in silence, with Bennett looking like he’s ready to just run and bolt out of there and Fischl staring dumbfoundedly at him, until the words finally clicked and her face turned a bright red.
“Ah.” Was all Fischl says. Another beat of silence went by, before it was broken by the rustling of grass and Bennett’s voice.
“I.. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable or anything. If you want, we can totally forget this conversation ever happened andwecangobacktobeingjustfriends!I’mtotallyfinewiththa—”
“Wait!” Fischl stood up as well, holding the boy’s hands in hers with a still-blushing face.
“I- I mean..!” she cleared her throat and gazed back at him, this time with a serious look on her face.
“The prinzessin has accepted her loyal companion’s feelings, with her own heart harboring the same feelings as thee. And thus, we shall form an oath that—”
And before she could say anymore, Bennett pulls into a tight hug, with tears welling up his eyes. Fischl had scolded him in passing, saying ‘hey I wasn’t done, you know!’ even though she has the brightest smile on her face.
They pulled away, after a while, only for their faces to inch closer again. And closer, and even closer, until..
Alright. That’s enough. Razor has seen enough. The Anemo Archon seems happy for them though, seeing as the wind had started to pick up making it look like a scene straight out of those cheesy teenage rom-coms.
The bushes rustled as Razor walked closer towards the two, causing them to become startled and back away from each other.
“You two were gone too long. Razor come get you both.” He grabbed both their arms and started dragging them away. “Lupical worried.”
“S- sorry..” Bennett laughed nervously and Razor side-eyed him for a second, “Razor won’t tell. Razor promises.”
That seemed to turn them into blushing messes once again, with them asking questions like ‘what do you mean by that?' 'did you see everything??' 'how long have you been there????’
Razor doesn’t answer any of their questions though, his brain and eyelids feels too heavy and he just wants to take a nap on top a tree or something.
He knows their adventures together might feel different from now on though, and Razor can’t tell if that’s a good thing or not.