The next morning after the tourney match that Ben had his episode at, Carlos was up first. He hopped in the shower quickly and dressed as the headmistress had slipped him a note asking for him. Carlos left Ben a similar note telling him he would be right back. Carlos slipped out of the dorm room carefully not to make too much noise and quickly scurried to the headmistress's office. He knocked before entering to find the Fair Queen waiting for him. She was dressed more informally than usual as it was the weekend. Immediately she came over and pulled him into a hug. "I have heard some pretty scary news concerning the Tourney match yesterday and wanted to check in with you. I'd have called Ben down personally, but I didn't want him to think he was in trouble. Is he alright? I heard he had some kind of break down." The Fair Queen fretted over Carlos much like any mother would, fixing his hair and adjusting his collar.

"Ben is doing better, I think. He is still resting after what happened yesterday. I'm taking him to meet my mother tonight though. I'm hoping that perhaps a good parental figure might be exactly what he needs. Ben suffers from episodes, as his friends call them, from the abuse his father put him through. The things he has recounted involving his father break my heart. I never imagined that villains would truly be so cruel to their sons and daughters. Audrey fears us sending Ben back and I'm doing my best to reassure them we wouldn't do that unless it was absolutely necessary. Right?" Carlos believes what he is saying and the Fair Queen nods.

"I would never want to send him back into the clutches of someone who would cause such devastation to their own child. You take good care of those Isle kids and if you need anything you know where to find me." The Fair Queen takes his hands and smiles warmly before gesturing towards the door. "Evie and I have plans to go shopping with Audrey today so I would like to make a good impression and punctuality is important. Have a good day Carlos. Good luck." She ushers him out and he quickly scurries back down the halls to his dorm. He slips inside only to find Ben standing wrapped in a towel again having taken a quick shower. He felt his face burn and his heart thump in his chest. Now was certainly not the time to be ogling his boyfriend but he couldn't resist for a moment. Ben shot him a knowing smile and without missing a beat strode over to Carlos boxing him in like always making him gulp.

"Morning little pup." Ben leaned down and captured his lips into a kiss much like their first time before moving down to place kisses along his neck. Carlos moaned reaching up to wrap his arms around Ben and pull him close. Ben stopped teasing his neck with featherlight kisses before returning to his lips for a breathtaking kiss. Carlos could feel the towel shift at Ben's waist and fall to the floor. It wasn't very secure. His pulse quickened and Ben broke the kiss leaving him panting and wanting more. "Want to watch me dress?" Ben winked turning around and striding over to his pile of clothes butt naked leaving Carlos to scoop up the towel. He bit his lip enjoying the view of Ben's nude muscular form as he pulled on his boxers. Then a reminder clicked off in Carlos's head. He never got Ben's measurements for his mother to make him clothes.

"Wait!" Carlos squeaked as Ben was grabbing his pants to put them on. He stopped and turned to Carlos.

"What's wrong? Prefer me with my clothes off?" Ben snickered a bit making Carlos's cheeks practically glow. If he was being honest with himself, yes he preferred Ben without clothes, but Carlos was not about to tell Ben that.

"Uh… not that. I need to take your measurements. My mother wants to design you some clothes." Carlos says grabbing a tape measure from a desk drawer. "It's easier to do when you aren't wearing a full set of clothes." Carlos comments and Ben smirks setting his clothes aside strutting cockily over to Carlos and grabbing him by the chin, so he is forced to look into Ben's eyes.

"What exactly are you wanting to measure little pup?" his smirk was enough to make Carlos swoon and his heart skip what felt like several beats. He stammered for a long minute at the implications and Ben confidently pulled Carlos to him. "You can measure anything you want." His voice is deep and husky as he nibbles his ear softly. The black- and white-haired boy trembles and bites his lip with temptation before shaking his head, snapping him out of Ben's spell.

"Not that kind of measurement Ben… maybe later…" Carlos felt his cheeks and whole face burn as he got on his knees to start with the hardest measurement for him to take first, the inseam. He set the end of the tape at Ben's ankle before skillfully measuring up to just below Ben's crotch. Ben stared down at him with dark hungry eyes like when he ravaged his neck. Carlos felt his heart thud against his ribcage and Ben gave him another cocky smirk.

"Are you sure you aren't measuring it, babe?" Ben teased and Carlos gawked at the implication. While he has yet to see exactly what Ben is packing, he is pretty certain it doesn't reach his ankle. Pretty sure at least, he does know it is quite sizeable from what small glance he has had. Shaking his head again of the dirtier thoughts coming to mind Carlos slips into focusing on just getting the necessary measures down, jotting them down on his phone as he goes. Ben stops teasing and lets Carlos work. He likes the look of concentration on his face, it's cute. Now Ben is the one biting his lip doing his best not to stare at Carlos too much or he might get a little too excited.

Once measurements are finished Ben dresses and Carlos takes his hands. "Are you sure you are up to meet my mother today? I don't want to force you…" Carlos questions and Ben nods pulling him in for another kiss, this one gentle and filled with emotion.

"I'll be fine Pup; she can't be worse than my father." Ben chuckles but Carlos cringes at the thought. He knows his mother isn't the slightest bit evil, but she can be a lot to handle.

"I promise my mother is harmless. Just try to behave yourself." Carlos urges and Ben nods sincerity written on his face. If there was anyone Ben was willing to behave for it was Carlos. He might like mischief and misbehaving but Carlos was more important than that. The two settled in and did some homework together until Carlos got a notification that their ride was there. Outside and Black and White limo with De Vil in red calligraphy across the hood was pulled up. Ben let out a loud whistle of approval marveling over the car.

"Sweet ride babe," Ben smirked a bit as Carlos rolled his eyes and crawled into the back. Ben followed him. "What?! You know it is a pretty sweet ride too. I mean who has their own private limo?" Ben asks in wonder and Carlos doesn't have the heart to tell him the nearly all the kid's parents who go to Auradon Prep are loaded. The drive to De Vil Mansion known as Heaven House for its luxury is longer than Ben can sit still for. If Carlos wasn't there, he would be losing his mind. They end up cuddled in the back with Carlos taking a selfie of them for his phone wallpaper. Ben takes a single photo of Carlos to use as his. Once they arrive the chauffeur opens the door for him and a thin woman in a red gown with matching hair to Carlos is waiting for them. Carlos gets out first running up to his mother and hugging her. She hugs him back as Ben crawls out of the limo feeling out of place. Cruella motions him over and Ben joins the hug. She kisses the tops of both their heads.

"Oh hello! It's nice to meet you, Ben. My Carlos sure found himself a handsome man. Come on Dinner is waiting." Cruella lets them go and struts into the large mansion of a house expecting them to follow. Carlos takes Ben's hand and leads him inside. The home is opulent with luxury and everything is in Carlos's black, white, and red color scheme. Now Ben knows where he gets it from, then again, he adopted his father's blue and gold himself so there isn't much surprise there. He is lead to a grand dining room with places set for three people at the end of the table. He can tell this room is used often for dinner parties. Carlos pulls him to sit next to him instead of across from him adjusting the seating. "So tell mommy everything. Are you two getting along well? How is school? What kind of fashion do you like Ben?" The questions tumble out of Cruella's mouth along with the smoke from her cigarette. Carlos gives his mother a reprimanding look, but Ben takes it in stride.

"Well, school isn't the most fun, but it is nice to learn. Carlos and I seem to be doing well if I say so myself and I like fashion that mixes punk aesthetics with royal ensembles." Ben motions to his outfit and Cruella nods sagely as food is brought out for them. They continue talking about school, fashion and a little bit of their relationship with how new it is. At this point, Ben was expecting some grand fancy meal like what his father taught him princes ate but were surprised to find lasagna with broccoli and cauliflower on the side. Carlos immediately dug in but Cruella only picked at her food. It occurred to Ben then, that perhaps she had this made for Carlos's sake rather than her own. She appeared to be a caring mother and Ben couldn't stop the pang of sorrow in his heart. He never got something like this with his own mother, she abandoned him. The thoughts filled his head with sadness, and he ate at his food slower than usual, his appetite ebbed from the tide of his depression. Carlos noticed and gave him a look of concern, but Ben forced a smile continuing to eat even if he wanted to cry. He steeled his exterior as Cruella launched into a tirade on how she can't believe the amount of neon and tulle in the current fashion scene. Ben just nodded along letting it slip from one ear to the other. Carlos looked just as bored by this before dessert came. Chocolate sundae's for both boys and nothing for Cruella who was watching her figure. "I shall leave you boys to enjoy your night and we can catch up tomorrow I have some designing to do." She blew them both a kiss before strutting out of the room. Carlos and Ben finished their sundaes before heading up to Carlos's room.

Carlos's room wasn't too different from his dorm room in style but it was in his signature colors this time with more personal posters and bedding. Carlos pulled Ben to sit down before turning to him. "Are you okay? You haven't seemed yourself since dinner and I think mom noticed. I hope she wasn't bothering you." Carlos took Ben's hand, his eyes steeped with worry. Ben just shook his head feeling his eyes water despite himself.

"It's just so nice that your mom loves you so much. She even made dinner just for you, you know. My mother… "Ben's voice cracked, and Carlos immediately felt bad. He hadn't thought about that. Belle had basically abandoned him at birth. Everyone pretty much knew about it but didn't talk about it. Carlos pulled him into his arms.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry Ben. I completely forgot. I know your mom wasn't there for you… but my mother can be there for you too. She has a lot of love to give I promise." Carlos tried to soothe but Ben shook his head composing himself.

"I thought I got over how much of a bitch my mother was for abandoning me with that beast, but I guess I'm not quite over it. I'm just sick of crying babe… I never cry and here I am being a blubbering baby." Ben groans throwing his head into his hands. Carlos rubs his back with understanding.

"Sometimes we need to cry about things Ben. It's human. You shouldn't bottle everything up all of the time. It isn't good for you. It's okay to cry around me. I won't judge you. I know you are still the tough as nails badass Ben that bullied me when he first got here. Crying doesn't change that." Carlos pulls him to his chest as Ben finally breaks down and cries over his mother. Why did the universe seem to have it out for Ben? His mother didn't love him, and his father didn't either. The only ones who love him are his gang and Carlos. Did Carlos even love him? Ben thought he did but what if he doesn't? It's so soon for it but Ben needs to hear it. He can't go another moment without knowing if Carlos loves him or not.

"I love you, Carlos." Ben sobs looking into Carlos's eyes through his tears. Carlos softens and smiles sadly holding his hands.

"I love you too Ben," Carlos replies and like opening the floodgates Ben buries his face into Carlos's shoulder as years of bottled up emotions pour out. Carlos knows and just holds him, he knew this would happen eventually, bottling up your emotions eventually needs a release. For Ben, it was a torrent of tears overwhelming him as he clutched Carlos shaking. It took a good while before Ben calmed down. Carlos's shirt was plenty wet from the tears and he got up and grabbed a spare shirt to change into. "How about we watch a movie and cuddle? Something with action and violence?" Carlos suggested and Ben couldn't help but smirk despite his red puffy eyes. He nodded and Carlos set up for them to watch the movie in bed cuddled up. That's how they spent the rest of the night, ultimately falling asleep together while the third movie in the trilogy they were watching played.