I'm just going to mix these together. 

So idk, it could be A/B/O or Alien sex pollen, or magic made them do it or something and then the consequences is a baby 

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"We are not having this conversation." Clint glared through the mirror at the Phil who was sitting on the edge of his bed, though the other man could't see it with his head cradled in his hands. Phil has been doing a great job at ignoring Clint since this whole... situation came into light.

"Well we really need to have this fucking conversation Phil." Phil finally looked at him and normally Clint would be worried about how tired the other man looked especially considering - well, Clint still hadn't quite wrapped his mind around that yet - and he was pissed about Phil's avoidance. "Both of us are going through some bad shit and I don't know about you but I think it would be better if we went through it together." 

"You don't want me like that Clint," Phil's voice was full of emotion even if his face was carefully blank. Clint sighed and went to sit next to Phil on the bed. "You never showed any signs of attraction before." 

"Yeah well," Clint shrugged nonchalantly, but he grabbed one oh Phil's hands and held them between both of his. "I didn't realize I had something good till it was gone." 

Phil laughed a little, it was a but hysterical and Clint squeezed his hand. "God this is so fucked up, I can't even be a- a..."