Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants or any of it's characters. I do however own the plot.
AN: If you don't know who Freddie and Jordan are, you should look up Descendants: Wicked World, it's awesome and you get to see a lot of new characters.
You should never doubt the people that know you best, especially when it comes to knowing when you are going to lose a bet. But no one, and I do mean no one, could have predicted the way that the bet ended. But first...
"You're hilarious." Doug pushed his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose, shaking his head lightly. "It would be a bit obvious if that were true, don't you think? I mean I've seen Mal and Ben, lus first hand experience from you. No way."
Mal walked up to them with a disappointed look on her face, just having caught the end of their conversation. "You told him about Jay and Carlos? I thought we were going to wait and let the boys tell everyone on their own time, it's not like there are any other gay..."
Evie's hand muffling her next words was a bit too late as Doug stared at them in surprise. "What?" When Mal looked at him in confusion, he pointed to Freddie and Jordan who were getting cozy in the corner. "Evie seems to think they'll start dating at some point, I disagree since I've known Jordan forever and she doesn't like relationships." He turned his full attention back on the two girls, Evie still having her hand over Mal's mouth. "Now, Jay and Carlos?"
Evie groaned as she sat down next to her boyfriend, appreciating the squeeze of reassurance he gave her hand underneath the table and out of view. "Jay and Carlos were a couple before coming to the isle." She whispered that part, before going on to talk in full volume since this part wouldn't raise suspicion. "I don't know when it started. On the isle, flirting was a show of who's more dominant and more aggressive arguing than anything. It made it appear as if they weren't a weakness for you and it could mean anyone. So no flowers or sweet kisses. Those came in well hidden hickies, wreaking havoc on someone the other doesn't like and always, always, above anything else. Never saying 'I love you.' It would be like signing their death sentence or telling everyone in school their darkest, most well kept secret." Evie seemed to recognize the look on his face and she quickly put her hands over his and rubbed her thumbs over his palms which were rough from working in the mines. "That doesn't mean if we ever do decide to say it to each other I'll feel horrible or think of it like that. Its an adjustment thing."
As Doug still looked unsure, Mal decided it was best to tell him about the bet. "The two of them are trying to get over that stigma so they came up with a really stupid idea. Whoever caved first and showed affection in public would have to say it right then and there, because they do but they are so chicken and it's been ingrained in their heads so much. Plus with us, words are literal and you don't say it to you 100% mean it. I can say I'm falling for Ben, but it doesn't mean I love him. Not yet, because I've only just found out what it's like to be cared for by someone in a non isle way."
"I think I get it now. It's like you only have a set number of times you can say it to the wrong person, so you wait to you really know because by then you've got a pretty good chance of having the right one." Leave it to Doug to come up with a way to explain it to himself. "And that's why..." He blushed darkly as he turned to Evie. "I'm sorry, I should have told you I had a sister who was here so it didn't look like I was putting you in that position."
Evie smiled at him, kissing him quickly while the librarian wasn't looking. "That's okay, I got to meet her and hear all the embarrassing stories that she knew all within ten minutes of thinking you decided to declare your love for me in the almost empty cafeteria." She blushed darkly as she seemed to remember something. "Though, I could have gone without learning that you told your entire family you were bringing home a princess, even if they know who my mom is. I still can't believe they don't hate me and that your sister's first words when she saw me were, 'this is the girl that got a higher score than your on a chem quiz? Either marry her or realize you've lost your touch.' I don't understand you people."
Mal laughed with Doug, glad they seemed to be more relaxed. Of course that was quickly over as she sat rigid in her chair. "Who's going to tell Jay and Carlos that someone knows?"
If that mattered, it ended the second lunch started. As you all know, food scraps are sent to the isle because who would waste food on villains? Certainly not the good kings and queens of fairytales, oh no. They were too good for that. So of course they never sent anything with flavor or any specifically rich foods, which meant the Villian Kids knew their stomachs wouldn't be able to handle it if they went immediately to that so they hadn't touched it yet. Evie made the mistake that day, standing up and heading over to the thicker of the foods. "Peanut butter, jams...What's this?" She picked up a flat looking container with a dark substance in it, peaking her interest. "Doug? What's this?"
Hr boyfriend slipped an arm around her waist as he walked over, a small smile appearing on his face when he saw what she was holding. "Nutella. It's like the chocolate version of peanut butter, it's meane with hazelnuts." At the back of his mind, he probably realized he should've asked before she tasted it. "Do you have any allergies?"
When she raised an eyebrow at him, he just sighed. She would probably be fine, more people were allergic to peanuts anyway. Of course when they got back to the table and she started wheezing, he realized what a mistake that was. She looked at him in terror, not understanding what was going on.
Doug quickly bolted to the nurses, dragging her back with him to find Evie collapsed on the floor with her cheeks swollen and her throat red. "Guys, back off." The other kids didn't understand and were completely freaking out. Mal was demanding Ben tell her what was wrong so she could fix it, Jay was running a hand through his hair over and over while Carlos simply backed against the wall and looked like he was struggling to breathe too. "Evie, look at me." When her eyes left the needle the nurse was getting ready, he smiled at her. "Princess, you're going to be fine. The nurse is going to give you something that breaks down the reaction happening in your stomach. You'll still be weak after so once the swelling stops, you're going to come with her and me so she can make sure you're okay after it goes, okay?"
Evie nodded slowly as the swelling started to disappear, making her boyfriend very glad that they had extra strength allergy shots and a nurse next to the cafeteria. When she finally started to get her breath back, she let Doug lift her into a sitting position, switching so her head was resting on her knees. She was soon gone with the nurse, sending an uneasy smile to Mal and her friends.
Carlos quickly calmed down, relieved that she was okay and she would be okay when he got answers later. Jay on the other hand still looked like he was having an anxiety attack. "Jay, Jay look at me." When that didn't work, he grabbed the boy's face and forced him to look him in the eye. "How many freckles do I have? Can you count them? Out loud"
Jay nodded slowly, not understanding but trusting him anyway. "Well you have the ones on your back, I think there are three of them since you have one on your shoulder blade and one by your hip..." He quietly listed all the freckles he could think of, Carlos's hands still holding his face. As he talked, his breathing evened out and his nervous jitters went away.
Carlos smiled at him. "Okay, I have way too many freckles for you to list. Do you feel better now?" When he nodded, Carlos pulled the older boy into a tight hug. "Evie is going to be fine, like the nurse said. They'll explain it later." When Jay pulled away and went to protest, Carlos did the only thing he knew how to do to shut his boyfriend up that wouldn't get him punched. He kissed him, winding his fingers into his hair to make sure he didn't pull away.
Mal stood there, dumbfounded as she watched herself lose the bet to no one. If there was anyone she would have expected to break, it would have been Jay because he is the one that was most open about them on the isle. The most PDA. Carlos, was always shy about it. Ad now he was kissing a guy in front of half the cafeteria.
Carlos pulled away slowly and released his dazed boyfriend with a smile. As quiet as he could have been, he was the first person from the isle to whisper three simple words. "I love you. And you are an idiot if you think I'm going to let you beat yourself up over this." When he slipped out of Jay's arms, he turned to Mal with a smile. "Sorry you lost, you know I couldn't just leave him like that. Oh and tell Evie I'm so..." He was quickly quiet by Jay taking revenge and pulling him in for another kiss.