I'm drowning.

Ohhh boy, his face was reddening up and he was trembling — Haru knew exactly what this was going to lead to, and it was something that he didn’t like. “— Yuki, don’t!” And, as always, did he have his special little weapon with him, and the blunette immediately raised it to his face. Of course, over time, did he realize that it wasn’t always okay to impulsively control people at his whim, so to cut the redhead some slack, he’d wait for a few seconds to calm down.

Upon seeing the weapon, the taller froze. No, he hated that thing. He took a few shaky, deep breaths - attempting to calm himself down. At least the spider wasn't in his face anymore, right? The trembling ceased; his red face slowly returning to its normal complexion. As grey optics narrowed in his direction. ".. Haru, I told you I didn't like it when you use that..-! And you should've listened to me when I said to put it outside and get it out of my face--!" He wasn't really angry; irritated, yes, but not full blown enraged.

"But Yuki, it doesn’t look like it’ll hurt anything! I can’t see any mouth anywhere!" He sort of grabs its entire body and raises it up-close to the redhead. "See? It’s just a biiiiiiig ball of fluff. With legs!"

His anxiety began to bubble up, a few droplets of sweat sliding down the redheads face. "--G-get it away from me!" He backed away from the alien, his hands beginning to shake. This wasn't good, not at all. Sooner or later, the imaginary water would return and make it feel like he was drowning.

"Okay, I’ll be careful!" He’s going to dash off now, and about a minute later he comes back, dangling said spider by one of its legs.

"--?!" He yelped, moving back from the alien in a swift motion. "W-what are you doing, Haru!? Throw it outside, throw it outside! Don't bring it to me!"

NO REALLY ;;hughug

I MEAN AT LEAST IT'S DEAD RIGHT--? {//pets hair}

BUT I HAVE ARACHNOPHOBIA

tHEN THAT'S A PROBLEM BABY C'MERE {//pulls into tight hug}

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Spiders are cute, though!

"I’m glad that you’re glad!" The sight of a smile finally pulling at the redhead’s lips gave the blunette a rather content feeling, smile softening to a more sincere expression. Giggling quietly into his fist, Haru beamed a bit more. "But Yuki — you freak out about everything!" Haru chirped, expression immediately going from one of pure happiness to one of deep thought. "Hmmmm… no! She hasn’t! But I’m kinda scared to show her… what if she gets mad at me?"

"... I'm getting better with that, Haru." He nearly pouted, he really was! And it was all thanks to the alien that he was. But, he still didn't feel comfortable talking to strangers.. with people like the blond, Akira, and Natsuki-- he was more comfortable with, his grandmother included in the mix. "She hasn't..? Wait, wait. Why would she get mad at you for it?" He rose his brow at him, his hand going up to go through his red hair, Koko was more understanding to Haru.. and it's not like it's his fault that he's like this, right?

"Really? I’ve only been there once—France that is, I lived in Japan for a year or so." Maybe he’d go back to France, just to visit his friend. He had no real reason to go back to Japan, unless it was just for memory’s sake, which he didn’t really want to face at the moment. "Were you headed back there then?"

"I-I really don't know.. My grandmother didn't tell me we were stopping in London - I thought we were in France." He was confused why people were speaking in English; but this.. this was just like his Grandmother. She never told him where they were going. "..." He didn't comment about the other living in Japan for a year, he really didn't know what to say.

"Ah." Well, that was good. Well, not very good, but easy to deal with, right? "Surrey, London. Your accent tells me you’re a ways away from home." He joked, brushing a hand through blue locks. He was about to ask if he was alright, but it was more practical that he was just shy, right?

"..--London?" He's supposed to be in France! Maybe his Grandmother decided to make a quick pit stop to England, first? Yeah, that had to be it. ".. Yeah, I live in Japan, but.. I was born in France." French-Japanese, a strange combination, wasn't it? But the redhead didn't care; Enoshima was beautiful, but he liked France the most.

"—Huh?" The male turned around to meet red hair, similar to that of his friend’s. At first, he would have mistaken him for the boy, but the language was different. It was a good thing he spoke Japanese, right? "What’s up?" The boy asked, noting the nervous look on his face.

".. I-.. I'm lost..--" His voice was quiet, his grey optics deciding the ground was much more interesting than the fellow boy. ".. D-do you mind telling me where.. I am?" You don't know how much of an accomplishment this was for him, talking to strangers without having a panic attack? He deserves a medal for this.

"I feel so much prettier to look at like this!" The alien chirped, signature smile still present on his features. "So… of course I’m cool with lookin’ like this!" Continuing, flora hues beamed at the last statement the redheaded teen had spoken, mood brightening up even more — well, if possible. "Really?! I do?!" Yep, Haru’s definitely happier now. 

"I'm glad to know you feel that way about yourself." At least it's better than him thinking he wasn't, right? Yeah, it was. He let out a light laugh at his smile, something the redhead really couldn't get over; it always brought a small upturn of the lips for himself. "That's good to hear, if I was like that.. I'd probably be freaking out." Then again, when isn't he freaking out about something? He blinked a few times at his sudden outburst, shoulders shrugging. "Yeah, you do. I can really tell your siblings when you're like this. Has she seen you?" A red brow rose, all curiosity, though!

"Uhhhhh… one of the nonnie’s did this to me. It won’t last forever, though! But I think I look pretty awesome — don’t you think so?" Asking his best friend with a grin of anticipation, not meant to pressure him, though — just asking for an honest opinion, is all. Regardless, it wasn’t like a negative answer would get him down.

How was he supposed to answer that question..? "Well.. you certainly.. look more feminine." He began, his head tilting slightly at the blond. "I guess.. if you're alright looking like that." He really wasn't sure how he felt about it, in all honesty. But as long as the alien didn't seem to mind, that's all that really counts, isn't it? "You kind of remind me of Koko, in all honesty. You can definitely tell your siblings.. in that form."

     {❂—} “So pretty— Too bad Michael’s not here.” The sun hurts him, big baby. Instead of having her usual shadow of a companion with her, she’s just walking around the little town on her own, taking in the sights. 

A sigh of relief passed him, maybe he should try going fishing. Sure, it wasn't as fun without the others around.. he stood up from his spot, arms going above his head in a stretch. It was Enoshima after all.. there had to be something interesting he could do.

— Riiiiight. Different appearance. He, along with his regulars, have already gotten used to it, so he’s not quite familiar with that. “— Yuki, it’s me. I just look different for a bit.” Even his voice still sounds exactly the same.

It certainly did sound like Haru-- it just caught the half-asleep teen off guard. That was certainly a wake up call, though. His hand went up to go through his crimson hair, shaking his head as his grey optics blinked a few times. ".. Why on Earth are you dressed like that? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Because if he was -- it certainly worked.

Tsuritama boys messing around fishing on a boat (◡‿◡✿)