#razor

[yyaktayak]

Chapter 1

Kimaya’s Pov.

I giggled softly as I scrolled through my phone, reading the tweets from my friends. Of course, they were losing their minds over me and Josh posting another picture together. They kept joking that we were more than just "best friends," but that couldn't be further from the truth. It was just us, messing around, doing what we always did. Nothing more, nothing less.

Josh was my best friend. We were always there for each other, never putting labels on what we had. Still, every time someone mentioned anything about us being "more," it made me second-guess things—if only for a second.

I pushed the thoughts aside as I grabbed my blanket and threw it over my legs, curling up on the couch. The room was cozy, the soft hum of the TV in the background, when suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted my peace. I frowned, setting my phone down. Who could it be?

I opened the door, expecting maybe a delivery person or one of the neighbors, but instead, I was greeted by Josh—looking ridiculously good in his grey sweatpants and a plain white T-shirt, carrying a DoorDash bag like he was the most casual delivery guy on earth.

"Josh?" I blinked at him. "What are you doing here?"

He gave me that cocky grin I knew all too well, like he owned the place. "Hey, Ra. I got you food. DoorDash delivery, as requested." He held out the bag, barely trying to hide the teasing glint in his eyes.

"I know you didn't diss my delivery guy to bring this shit yo self," I said, crossing my arms my thick accent coming out. "You seriously walked all the way over here just to pretend to be a DoorDash driver?"

He shrugged nonchalantly, stepping inside before I could say anything else. "Well, I thought ya mighta need sum food, and I did feel like seeing ya . so, yeah. you're welcomema."

I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled up. "You're such a liar. You ain order this. you just wanted an excuse ta come hang boy."

He grinned even wider, clearly pleased with himself. "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't. But now that I'm hea, I'm staying. Food's on the counter. I'm crashing fa the night."

I stared at him, wide-eyed, as he dropped the DoorDash bag on the kitchen counter and kicked off his sneakers like he was settling in for a long visit.

"wait-"

"Oh, I'm not just 'coming over' fa a quick hang," he interrupted, already sinking onto the couch like he lived here. "I'm spending da night mama. We'll watch movies, eat pizza, and I'm cuddling with you Ra. Don't even try to protest. You know the drill and don't try me I'll tackle ya ass down ." He said his thick Louisiana accent piercing through .

I blinked at him, completely dumbfounded but his accent definitely did things to me.. "ya serious right now? And what do you mean 'cuddle'?"

He gave me a look that screamed 'really?' and patted the spot next to him on the couch. "Ra, you Always invite me over, even if you don't say the words. Plus, you're not getting out of this one. You can't resist me."

My heart skipped a beat at the cocky tone in his voice, but I quickly pushed the feeling aside. It was Josh. Nothing new here .

"I definitely can resist you, thank you very much Mr.Fatu," I retorted, walking over to the couch and grabbing the pizza box. "But fine, you're here, you're crashing. Whatever." I said rolling my eyes .

Josh made an exaggerated sigh of relief as he reached for a slice of pizza. "Ra what I told you bout rollin ya eyes at me, but good knew you'd come around. na, about that cuddle part..."

I looked at him slightly admiring him before shaking my head  as I sat down next to him. "ya not gon let it go, huh?"

"na," he said with a sly grin. "Cuddle time. I'm cold, Ra. And you're the only one who can warm me up."

I rolled my eyes again, but I could feel the warmth creeping up my neck. "You're ridiculous," I muttered, but the truth was, I wasn't exactly protesting. I'd always been comfortable around Josh, and the idea of us just... being close, as stupid as it sounded, didn't feel weird. Not really.

"Come on, Ra," he said, nudging me with his shoulder. 'We're "best friends"Just let me cuddle you like the old times. I'm not gonna bite."

I couldn't help it. The teasing tone in his voice, the way he said "old times" like it was some sweet inside joke—it made my heart do something funny. Something I wasn't ready to name yet.

I finally gave in with a dramatic sigh. "fine, but you bet not leave me like you did without telling me ."

He grinned like he'd won the lottery. "I told you I was sorry ma it was last minute. But Ima get the blanket, and you're getting the cuddles. Simple as that."

Before I could respond, he grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and threw it over both of us, pulling me close as he made himself comfortable.

I let out an exaggerated groan but didn't pull away. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, settling in like this was the most natural thing in the world. And to be honest, it kind of was.

"Good night, ma," he said, his voice softer now, but the playful edge was still there.

I rolled my eyes, leaning into him just a little bit more than I probably should've. "you- you're so ridiculous boy."

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of my head, the warmth of his body settling against mine.

But I couldn't help the thoughts that suddenly swirled in my head. Josh was my best friend, but in this moment, it felt like there was more—something different, something more than I was ready to admit.

Josh's POV-

I grinned to myself, trying to suppress the satisfaction of getting exactly what I wanted. Ra always tried to act like I was the annoying one, the one who couldn't take a hint, but deep down, I knew she loved it when I crashed at her place. It was the way we'd always been, after all.

She fit against me perfectly, the soft weight of her head resting on my shoulder as she tried to act like she wasn't enjoying the fact that I'd weaseled my way into her space yet again.

"I know ya not mad Kimaya." I teased, brushing my fingers through her hair lightly. "You love this."

She shot me a look, but I could tell she was already melting into the comfort of it. "boy what I told you bout my real name.. you lucky Ian kicked you out yet."

"Would you really do that to your best friend?" I said, my voice low, but with that same playful edge.

I felt her sigh against me, and I knew that no matter how much she'd pretend otherwise, she didn't want me to leave. She never did.

"I hate you," she mumbled, but the hint of a smile tugged at her lips.

"mhm, I love you too ma," I said, grinning down at her. "But you're not going to want me to go tomorrow."

She didn't answer, and we just sat there, wrapped up in the blanket, the silence hanging between us. It was comfortable. Too comfortable. And I couldn't help but wonder if maybe I was starting to blur the line between being her best friend and... maybe something more.

But for now, I was content. I had all the time in the world to figure it out.

[creepymarshmallow3]

:3

Hehe :} I like it)

You guys I did the impossible….

[damare-draws]

I want Sethos to meet with Cyno and Razor and have a howl 🐺🐺🐺

[zoomar]

And what are your views on Civil Rights?

Jet Magazine, 1966

[wwwjam]

A small smattering of Princesses.

[ma-ra-ru]

My team that hasn’t changed in years

[by-saiyuri]

auntie xianyun joined the party!

I was super excited to try her out in a comp with razor, and I was right, the plunging damage is *chef's kiss*

[keterok]

Slay the Princess~

[debora-goth]

The queen Razor

[chrisjalejo]

Monstadt Mons

[4dango-the2nd]

My Shelter Zine comic entry

ft Razor and Bennett (and Diluc and Lisa) (and Kaeya lol)

[yyaktayak]

Chapter 2📌

**Kimaya's POV**

I woke up to the warmth of Josh's body pressed against mine. For a moment, I just laid there, blinking at the ceiling, trying to remember how we ended up like this. But then, I realized his arm was still draped over my shoulders, and his chest was rising and falling softly against my back. I couldn't help but smile a little, the softness of the moment making everything feel... right.

Josh's presence was comforting, but the reality of it was starting to settle in—he wasn't just my best friend anymore. And honestly, I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I loved having him close, but the lines between "best friend" and something more were blurring.

I turned my head slightly to see Josh's face just inches away from mine. His messy hair stuck up in all directions, and his lips were slightly parted as he slept soundly. He looked ridiculously cute, and I couldn't help but laugh softly. It felt almost surreal—like we were in some kind of weird, cozy bubble.

I reached for my phone, careful not to wake him, and snapped a quick picture of his peaceful face. I couldn't resist. It was just too funny—Josh, the guy who always made everything a joke, looking so sweet and calm in his sleep.

Just as I was about to set my phone down, I felt a shift next to me. Before I could even react, Josh's grip tightened around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I froze.

"Where ya going? mama " he mumbled, his accent thick with sleep.

I bit my lip softly. "Josh, I'm hungry. I need to get up and make breakfast."

He groaned softly and buried his face in the back of my neck. "Mmm, you're not going anywhere Ra" he muttered, his arm still securely around me. "I'm too comfy right here."

I laughed, trying to squirm free. "I'm serious, josh. I'm starving. Let go of me."

But his hold only tightened. "Na . You're not going anywhere mama ." His voice was playful now, but still firm, like he wasn't going to let me get up without a fight.

"Josh," I said, a little more desperate. "Come on, I'll be back. Just let me go make breakfast."

But Josh wasn't listening. He just hugged me tighter, his face pressing against my shoulder as he lazily smiled into my skin. "Ra," he sighed, his breath warm against me. "You're not going anywhere. I like having you right here."

His words made my heart skip a beat. I wasn't sure what it was about him saying that, but it felt... different. It wasn't like him to be so serious about this.

I tried to push against his chest, but he was having none of it. Instead, he pulled me closer, making it impossible for me to move.

"Josh!" I laughed, trying to pry his arm off of me. But he wasn't budging.

"You're stuck with me now," he said, a playful grin forming on his face as his thumb gently rubbed against my arm. "Just five more minutes. You can cook after that."

I rolled my eyes but couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at my lips. "Five minutes, Josh. That's it. Then I'm making breakfast, and you can't stop me."

Josh grinned even wider. "Deal. I'll hold you to it, Ra."

I let out a sigh, leaning into his chest and relaxing a little. There was something about being with Josh like this—having him close, the way he made everything feel easy—that I couldn't resist. It wasn't the first time we'd spent time together like this, but today felt... different. I wasn't sure why, but the way he held me—like I was important, like I mattered—it made me feel warm, safe, and oddly content.

For a moment, I let my thoughts drift away as I allowed myself to just enjoy the quiet. The room was peaceful, the only sounds being the soft hum of the air conditioning and Josh's slow breathing. And I couldn't deny it anymore. I liked it. I liked having him here.

Josh squeezed me gently, and I could hear the smile in his voice as he whispered, "You're so warm, Ra. I could stay like this all day."

I chuckled, the flutter in my chest still there. "You're ridiculous," I muttered, shifting slightly to get a little more comfortable. "But fine. Five minutes. Then breakfast."

His arm stayed wrapped around me, and I could tell he wasn't letting go anytime soon. He was content, and so was I. The strange mix of friendship and something more was there, but for now, I pushed it to the back of my mind. It was nice to just... be.

After a few moments of silence, Josh's voice broke through. "You always smell so good, Ra," he said softly, his words slow and deliberate. "Like... home."

His words caught me off guard, and my breath hitched in my throat. Home? I didn't know how to respond to that. It felt... intimate, in a way I wasn't sure how to handle.

"Josh," I whispered, trying to hide the nervousness creeping into my voice. "you okay? you bein weird."

He chuckled lightly, pressing a kiss to the top of my head—something he'd done a hundred times before. "I know, I'm weird. But it's just you, Ra. You make everything feel easy."

I closed my eyes, trying to suppress the strange warmth flooding my chest. It was just Josh, right? He was my best friend. This was normal.

"Okay, fine," I said, shifting so I could look up at him, feeling a little shy. "Five minutes are up. I'm getting up. Deal's a deal."

Josh sighed dramatically, but he finally let me go, his arms slowly releasing me. "You're lucky I love you, Ra."

I grinned, sitting up slowly and stretching. "Yeah, yeah. I know you do."

As I stood to head to the kitchen, Josh lay back on the couch, clearly content. But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was changing between us. I wasn't sure what to do with those thoughts, so I shoved them down for now.

I moved to the kitchen, the smell of coffee and the idea of making breakfast filling my mind. But just as I was about to pull out the ingredients for pancakes, I felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around me from behind.

"hey ma," Josh's voice was low and playful, his chest pressing against my back as he hugged me tightly. "I thought I told you I wasn't letting you go."

I laughed, but the sound was a little breathless this time. "Josh, you can't just—"

"mm i definitely can," he interrupted, resting his chin on my shoulder. "You're too good at cooking to leave me out. Plus, I like this spot." His arms tightened slightly around my waist, and I couldn't help but relax into him.

I let out a soft sigh, trying not to let the warmth spreading through my chest be so obvious. "Well, now you're in the way of breakfast."

Josh grinned, nuzzling his cheek against mine. "I'll move once you make me something. But not until then." His hands slid up to my shoulders, giving them a light squeeze. "I'm comfy, Ra."

I rolled my eyes, but there was no denying how good it felt to be close to him, even like this. "You're impossible," I muttered, turning to grab the frying pan.

He didn't let go. In fact, he only held me tighter, his chin now resting on the top of my head. "I know. But you wouldn't have it any other way."

I was quiet for a moment, the sensation of his embrace wrapping around me in a way I wasn't quite used to. Maybe I wasn't ready to figure out what this was yet, but right now, with him this close, I didn't want to change a thing.

I chuckled softly and began cracking eggs into a bowl. "Fine. You win. But if I'm making breakfast, you're not going to keep me hostage all morning, okay?"

"Deal," he said with a playful kiss to the top of my head, settling in behind me like he belonged there.

As I turned to cook, I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face. This wasn't just breakfast. It was us. And for once, I wasn't sure where this would lead. But in this moment, I was okay with that.

@iamrazorbehavior has posted in their close friends!

  'mywholeheart #bestie💙'

@uceyjucey has replied to your story : I wanna nother kiss mama perfect lips .

@iamrazorbehavior: ^boy I'm ontop of you😐

@Trinity_Fatu has replied to your story : aww look at my two favorite in denial people

@iamrazorbehavior: okay ntm trin-

@kaveveti has replied to your story : so kids.. when?

@iamrazorbehavior: never

@shenecaa has replied to your story :☕️

@iamrazorbehavior: yall better not start that in the damn gc..

@iamrazorbehvaior: spoke to soon..

Click to view more replies !

A/N: how yall feelin??

[sleepzsharkz]

The Grown-up with fake smile.

[mlem0817]

More nuis🌈

[8d2t]

I MISS THE MONDSTADT KIDS (original tweet)