Descendants Fanfiction Collection

Hot Julys

Summary: Evie gets sick and Mal has to deal with all of the consequences. The really gross consequences. Carlos and Jay eventually get roped into it and it becomes a full-on family affair. Family feels ultimately, but there is some Bal if you squint, tilt your head to the side, and stick out your tongue a little.

   "Mal?" the purple-haired girl in question looked up, her response a bit delayed because of the overwhelming, miserable heat that had decided to take hold of the room around her.

It was mid-July, and Mal was sure she was going to die simply because of the immense wave of hot that had chosen to strike all of Auradon Prep. It was awful. The air conditioner didn't work all that well and the worst part of it was that it kept turning off just when Mal thought she was going to get cooler.

Needless to say it was really frustrating.

Once she was over her minor heat-induced sluggishness, to her utter and complete surprise, Evie was standing there in the doorway, her hair completely frazzled and her makeup smeared. She raised an eyebrow, shocked at Evie's lack of personal upkeep. Upon a second glance, however, she noticed that Evie's eyes were ridiculously tired and her entire posture was sagging to an all-time low.

"I think I'm sick," Evie proclaimed, proceeding to cough hard and roughly into her arm.

"It certainly sounds that way, that's for sure. Why don't you come over here and lay down next to me?" She had been lounging on Evie's bed because it was closer to the vent that sent the cooler air through it.

"That sounds like a good idea... I'm really cold," Evie muttered thickly as she shuffled nearer to where Mal was sitting.

Mal paused in her attempts to fan the cool air in her face to stare at the bluenette.

"If you're saying things like that, you're definitely sick," Mal groaned, letting her hand drop as she flipped the pillow over yet again in an attempt to find a cooler surface to lay her head on.

She felt the bed dip a bit as Evie moved onto it. Mal moved over so that she was not hanging off the edge of the bed.

"My skin hurts," Evie whined as she rubbed her arm against Mal's in an attempt to reach around the purple-haired girl. Apparently being sick made Evie clingy.

"Well, why are you trying to hug me then?" Mal asked as she begrudgingly wrapped an arm around Evie's shoulders. Evie's skin was so hot and Mal really didn't know how much cuddliness she could take considering the temperature.

"Because I want hugs more than my skin hurts..." Evie looked up at Mal, purposefully trying to execute her adorable puppy face with her soulful brown eyes. It didn't help that she was acting like a puppy, too.

Mal just sighed but allowed Evie to hang there on her side for at least a little bit longer as she pulled her slightly closer.

Mal winced as the bluenette coughed once again, her throat sounding like it was viciously tearing itself apart. Once she had finally loosened some of the congestion, Evie sniffed hard and finally rested her head on Mal's shoulder weakly.

"How long have you been like this?" Mal asked, looking down at Evie as the girl in question snuggled closer into the deep purple fabric of her shirt.

"You mean how long have I been sick?" Evie checked for clarification. Mal rolled her eyes, gently tugging a lock of Evie's long hair.

"Yeah, goofy. What did you think I meant? I know that you've been a hugger for all of your life. Or at least since you've been allowed to," Mal chuckled, fanning her face with a hand as another heat wave hit her as the air conditioner turned off for the millionth time.