Il libro di Jaylos

Would It Really Kill You If We Kissed?

taken from: inksunsets on Ao3
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Mal and Evie found that parties were growing on them two years after they've arrived Auradon, and one before they found themselves at University. So when the time for the four of them to step in their classes came they were filled with different kinds of hoping. They already knew exactly the kind of person they wanted to be, and yes, they were going to study and try their best, but they were also planning to have some fun.

Fun, for Jay and Carlos the first moths meant late nights playing video games or talking about anything. They were like velcro, so excuses to study, have lunch or go for walks together weren't necessary at all. But on the other side, the girls knew exactly where to go on weekends, and even how to skip curfew whatever day it was; so of course, they dragged Jay and Carlos with them eventually.

By the end of the first year, with "The past is past, forgive forget" silent philosophy carved inside every student at campus, they were still known as "The Rotten Four", but more as a joke accepted with a laugh, even from the College deans.

This superb combo consisted in: Evie and Mal, a.k.a the wizards, since they made two bottles of whiskey yield one hundred and twenty five people, leaving them all completely drunk one night before the finals, but without a trace of hungover the other day. Everybody knew, though, a little magic had been involved. Mal studied Art at the Humanities School, in the East part of the campus; while Evie was a Chemistry student.

Jay, the thief, who gained this nickname after using his skills- apparently forgotten- to open the Tourney field gates one Saturday at two am to throw a party. He studied Architecture, but the 'study' part was open to arguments. Jay enjoyed his scholarship because of being a Sport Star and -the authorities wouldn't admit it- having a great smile.

Carlos, the genius, who managed to deactivate the electricity system on two opportunities, so the alarms placed in the campus wouldn't alert anyone that they were having the most badass party in the world. An Engineer student tied up in the Technology field, whose grades couldn't be beaten. And why not, an excellent DJ almost every weekend.

Yet, they all managed to have lunch together nearly every day. The Rotten Four (except Mal, maybe), though, were practically unaware of their influence over the students, but if you asked anyone on the College what they thought about Jay and Carlos, the answer was always the same.

"Pff, man, they are hooking up"

Everyone seemed to notice except them.

Carlos was gay, it was a known fact like saying the Sun shines, but Jay was just sexual, with everything it involved. Flirting was his second nature, and the sexual vibes between the two friends seemed to drain everybody in. It was in the air. Secretly, the entire campus was waiting for it to explode, for them to start fucking in the middle of the green zone. Carlos and Jay would just keep looking at each other, making love with their pupils without knowing, unconsciously touching, being themselves in front of everyone, not matter when.

"Carlos! What's the fifth element?" Jay said one night, almost drunk.

"Uh, I don't know, love?"

"No, Helium, you silly."

Carlos broke out laughing first, throwing his head back like a little kid and touching his stomach while saying "You're so stupid". And that was when Jay knew, although feeling numb because of the alcohol, his joke didn't go well. First, because helium wasn't the fifth element on the periodic table. But most important, because that feeling he had been ignoring since he met Carlos back on the Isle hit him, stronger than ever, and took him totally out of guard. Something triggered Jay to kiss the hell out of that mouth that had just insulted him. It was a rush of fever, it burned his veins. And surely, it scared him to dead. Jay chocked; ashamed, uncomfortable, attracted, and possessed.