Makoto had a secret:

Haru talked in his sleep.

Haru may be a quiet person when he is awake, but it was the opposite when he was asleep.

Makoto would sometimes stay awake for hours just listening to what went on in Haru's mind and even carry on conversations with him.

"Mmm. Makoto." Haru mumbled.

"Yes, Haru-chan?" Makoto smiled and held the sleeping boy.

"Do you love me?"

"Of course I do, silly. So much." He kissed Haru's cheek.

Haru smiled unconsciously. "I know."

Makoto chuckled softly. Haru was so cute like this; It was like he was at the dentist and he had been given a dose of laughing gas.

"Do you love me?" Makoto whispered, a little curious for his answer.

"Baka, Makoto! Baka, baka, baka! Of course!" Haru yelled incoherently.

Makoto laughed quietly. "Okay, okay!" He paused for a second. Is this really what Haru thought about a lot? If Makoto loved him?

"You do know I love you, right, Haru-chan? You know I'll never leave you?" Makoto asked with concern.

Haru turned uncomfortably. After a long pause, he choked out an almost unintelligible sentence. "Makoto is too good... Could find someone better..." Tears began to roll down his cheeks. "K-Kisumi!"

Makoto gasped and rocked him back and forth.

"H-Haru! No! No, no, no! That's not true! Haru is the only one I would ever want! I don't love Kisumi or anyone else!"

Makoto rubbed his back soothing, cradling his head against his chest and prayed he wouldn't wake up. He kissed the top of the smaller boy's head.

"I would never, ever leave you. I promise."

Like the flip of a switch, Haru's tears stopped. His face morphed into a dazed smile. "Me too. Mkay?"

Makoto smiled and kissed his nose. "Sounds good to me."

Haru frowned. "On the mouth, baka!"

Makoto chuckled and obeyed, giving him a soft kiss on the lips.

"I love you, Haruka."

Even in his sleep, Haru blushed deeply. "Love you, Mako." He slurred sleepily.

Haru rested with his arms wrapped around Makoto's waist and his head on his broad chest. His breathing soon became soft and steady, so Makoto supposed Haru was done talking. Makoto felt so lucky; Haru was such an angel.

The next morning, Haru woke up with the sweetest smile. Makoto noticed and smiled back.

"Did you have a good dream?"

Haru's cheeks flushed a deep red and he nodded.

"About what?"

"Makoto."

"And what did Makoto do?"

"He told me he loves me."

Makoto chuckled. "Of course I do, silly. So much." He gave Haru a kiss on the cheek.

Haru raised an eyebrow. "That's what you said in the dream too."

Makoto froze. So... that's the dream Haru was talking about?! He remembered all that?

Haru's eyes widened. "How did you... know... that?" Makoto bit his lip. Haru's face suddenly morphed into embarrassed horror. "D-Do... I... talk... in... my... sleep?!"

The heist had been exposed.

"MAKOTO!"

Bonus:

"What did I say?!"

"Haru, please calm down, it was n-"

"TELL ME."

"Eh! R-Really, it was nothing embarrassing, just cute!"

"I'm sleeping on the couch from now on."

"H-Haru, please listen-"

"I'M SLEEPING ON THE COUCH."

(Of course, he never really did. He loves cuddling too much.)