Descendants Boys One Shots

Jarry

NOTE: This is fluffy. Very much so.

Jay was watching Harry. He knew he shouldn't, but he did. Jay couldn't find it in himself to care about how obvious he was being. Jay also knew that it was Harry's personality to flirt with everyone and everything. That didn't make it any less special when he flirted with Jay.

Jay was often jealous whenever Harry flirted with someone. He knew he shouldn't get jealous, but he did. Jay had taken to avoiding Harry, or finding an excuse to get away when he couldn't avoid him.

Mal was the only one who knew about Jay's crush on Harry. Mal and Jay told each other everything. They were like siblings in that aspect, they would fight with each other constantly. But if you dared to hurt one, the other would hunt you down within a matter of minutes and sort you right out.

So Jay was staring at Harry from across the classroom. It was almost the end of class. The bell rang and everyone flooded out. Jay stayed behind as usual to avoid being trampled to death. The teacher was packing up and was leaving right behind him. Jay liked to stay behind after class to make sure he had understood everything.

"Yeah, no. That's good. You've understood perfectly. Now go get some rest, you look exhausted."

He nodded and started planning what he was going to do. Not in his normal character, but there we are. Auradon was changing the isle, just like the isle was changing Auradon. Jay was proud to be from the isle, but sometimes he wasn't.

He had just put some stuff away into his locker and taken out a few other materials and was heading to his dorm when it happened. He was passing an abandoned classroom when a hand shot out, grabbed him and yanked him inside. It was Harry. Jay looked down. He didn't want Harry to see the blush covering his face.

"Why 'ave yeh be'n avoidin' meh, Jay?"

Jay didn't want to tell the Scottish pirate the truth, but he also didn't want to lie. He was stuck, so he said nothing in the hopes Harry would leave him alone.

"Is it 'cause I 'avent be'n payin enough attention ta yeh?"

Jay was now blushing furiously, but he still didn't move his head from facing the floor. Harry gently placed his hook under Jay's chin and pulled his face up. Harry was startled to see the blush on Jay's face, but he didn't say anything. Harry was going to break the awkward silence when Jay spoke first.

"It's nothing, I'm fine."

Harry chuckled lowly. Jay's blush darkened across his cheeks. Harry noticed this and decided to take another approach.

"Do I make yeh ner'ous, Jay?"

He leaned closer to Jay and repeated his question again. Harry moved his face past Jay's and whispered the question, this time into his ear. Jay let out a shaky breath. Harry pulled back triumphantly.

He didn't pull back far though. His face was directly in front of Jay's. They were so close that when Harry asked the question for a fourth time, their lips brushed against each other. That was all Jay needed.

He pushed forwards slightly, dropping his books onto the nearby desk and wrapping his arms around Harry's neck. Harry's arms snaked around his waist. They held onto each other as their lips moved in sync.

They backed out slightly just to draw breath before diving back in. Their lips clashed in a fierce battle to show their love. They kept going on. The gentle first kiss becoming a distance memory as their make out session picked up pace and heat.

In the end they parted for a longer time. Jay looked at Harry and Harry stared right back.

"Be mine?"

The question left Jay's mouth before his mind could process the thought. Harry nodded and claimed Jay's mouth in another breathtaking kiss. They headed back to Harry's dorm. He roomed alone.

That meant they could lay down and not get back up. Not fearing if some one was to walk in. After another bruising make out, they lay down and cuddled. Jay thought about saying something, but Harry beat him to it. All Jay could do was respond in like.

"I love yeh, Jay."

"I love you too, Harry."