Quick drabble, sorry for any mistakes in grammar or spelling! Word count: 277 Yuki/Haru
"Yuki, how are babies made?"
It was a question straight out of the blue. The alien looked at him with a glance filled with curiosity, just as curious as a little kid wanting to know everything about the world. Yuki froze, and once again that feeling of drowning rose. Why did he have to ask this here, in the middle of the park?!
"Ah… why would you ask that?" Yuki tried to whisper as carefully as he could.
"Well, there was a lady carrying a baby over there and I just wondered how they get here? Are they from space as well?" Haru yelled, cheerfully.
Sweat began to run down the redheads' forehead. "No, no, NO!" he thought, "Not this again!" He could feel the water splashing up, drops reaching his face and how the cold fluid made its way to his throat.
"Well… Eh… You…" he stuttered, wanting to just disappear. "You need two people that really like each other and then then then"
"Let's have a baby!" Haru interrupted, with the widest smile ever. Yuki turned to him, just staring at him; while feeling his cheeks burn up.
"Wha…"
"I really really like you, Yuki! Do you like me?"
"Ah… yes, of course I do, but…"
"Then let's have a baby, they're so cute!" Haru screamed, a few by passers watched the two boys with weird looks.
"We can't!" Yuki yelled, grabbing the smaller boys' shoulders. "If you want a baby, you have to… you… YOU HAVE TO SLEEP IN THE SAME BED!"
Haru looked at Yuki for a long time, still smiling.
The following night Haru laid snoring next to Yuki in his bed.