Okay,so again I have another plot. Again by a song. I found-Amber Run Where Carlos likes both Harry and Jay. And both of them like him,but Carlos will never admit it,in fear of getting embarrassed and rejected.
Here’s the song! The song doesn’t necessarily fit the fear of being rejected, it’s more about how the singer has love right in front of him, which is what he never expected. So that’s the theme I’m going with, that Carlos is shocked that he could be in love with the people that are right in front of him.
Also, Harry and Jay are an established couple because I think they need more fics lol.
Mal and Uma aren’t particularly thrilled with their relationship, but both of their respective leaders trust them enough to let it slide. They use it as a bridge to cover all of their past fights, their war for territory, for power. Jay and Harry, the muscle men of both of their group, who used their fists first and their words...well, usually never, acting as the peace treaty for Uma and Mal to set aside their differences.
(And the sex is even better.)
Harry understands who he is because Harry is who Jay is. He’s the strength of his crew, the wild one, the second in command. They are the same person, essentially, and they have the same burdens, the same fears, the same wants.
“Ask him, love.” Harry purrs in his ear at lunch. “He’d take better ta ya than ta me.”
Jay swats at him, but shivers when Harry nips at his neck. “No, I told you. Carlos has to make the first move.”
Harry sits back in his seat and pouts. He follows Jay’s gaze across the courtyard, where Carlos is sitting with Dude in the grass. Harry is always aware of any eyes on him and usually a lot of eyes are on him, with the hook and the eyeliner and the accent, but Harry knows when Carlos is watching them and Carlos is always watching them.
Even now, he sneaks little glances at them, pretending to be looking around casually, enjoying the sunshine. Carlos’ gaze lingers on them for a moment too long.
“We ought ta be more forward.”
Jay turns to him and places a hand on his thigh. “I know Carlos, better than anyone. Except maybe you.” He waggles his brows. “Carlos has to be the one to make the first move. He has to have that confidence. He has to know he has control in this situation and that he chose it.”
“Ya don’t think he’d say ‘no’ ta ya?”
“I know Carlos wouldn’t say ‘no’ to me.” Jay grumbles.
Harry reaches up to twirl a strand of Jay’s hair between his fingers. Jay is much more thoughtful than people give him credit for. Harry knows because Harry is also much more thoughtful than people give him credit for. Jay knows the power he holds over Carlos and he is so hesitant to act on it.
But Harry knows the power Carlos holds over Jay, even if Jay doesn’t.
“Oy! Pup!” Harry calls and whistles as loud as he can, drawing the attention of every student around. “Come sit with us!”
“Harry!” Jay elbows him in the ribs. “Stop it!”
Carlos blinks over at them, watching shyly.
“Come on!” Harry continues to shout. “Eat with us!”
“What are you doing?” Jay hisses.
Harry turns to him and kisses his nose. “Simple, he eats with us today, and then we eat him tonight.” He winks and cackles because that line is funny and Harry knows it’s funny when Jay’s face breaks into a smile.
Carlos shuffles over with Dude at his heels. “Hey guys.”
“Hey yarself.” Harry coos and bats his eyes. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing eating by yarself?”
“Oh, I, uh, Mal and Evie are still in class so...”
“So sit down and eat with us. You and Jay always used to eat together, right?”
Carlos gives a fleeting glance at Jay. “Yeah, but, I, uh, wanted to give you guys...you know, your alone time.”
“We have plenty of alone time at night.” Harry grins at him and watches as Carlos’ face turns pink, like one of those pretty roses in the gardens, all soft and delicate.
He sits after a moment’s hesitation, across from the two of them. Carlos is stiff on the bench, clearly awkward.
That makes Harry sad. He remembers how close Carlos and Jay were on the Isle, two quick partners that could get away with anything. He knows they only grew closer in Auradon, as roommates. He hates that his relationship with Jay has made Carlos awkward around him.
And Jay has known about Carlos’ crush on him for a while. Everyone has known. People who live outside of the Isle and Auradon know. It’s so obvious, it always was, with the way Carlos chased after him, eager to partake in whatever scheme Jay was planning. Carlos had loved him before Harry did.
But Jay was too noble to act on Carlos’ feelings. He wanted Carlos to act first, anyone to act first. Jay was always aware of the charm he had on everyone, it’s hard for anyone to tell him no.
Which is why Harry was so adamant when pursuing him.
Then again, it’s hard for anyone to tell Harry no. Even Jay.
“Carlos, dear.” Harry leans across the table, flexing his forearms in a way that draws Carlos’ eyes (and Jay’s too). “We were thinkin’ ya should come hang out with us more. We’ve been missin’ ya.”
“Me?” He echoes back with big eyes and raised brows. “I...I don’t want to...encroach on your guys’, uh, personal time.”
“We’re invitin’ ya to encroach.”
“Harry.” Jay pinches his thigh in a way that should hurt, but it just has Harry thinking about all the places he’d like to be pinched.
“Jay’s a little shy ta ask.” Harry winks. “But I’m not.”
It’s probably too forward to invite him into bed, isn’t it? At least in Auradon, and Harry made a promise to Uma that he’d be on better behavior here. “For...yar company.”
Carlos tilts his head and if that isn’t the most adorable sight Harry’s ever seen, he couldn’t bare to see anything cuter. “I’m sorry.”
“So polite.” Harry coos. “What’s the sayin’ in Auradon? ‘The ball is in yar court’?”
“I’m so confused... Are you making fun of me?”
“No!” Jay shouts at the same time Harry does.
“I mean, uh, no, we’re not making fun of you. Harry just doesn’t know boundaries.” Jay glares at Harry, but his eyes soften on Carlos.
This conversation is taking far too long and Harry’s too impatient to wait for Jay to get his head out of his ass (though that’s one of Harry’s favorite spots to be) and for Carlos to start understanding.
And lunch is over in a few minutes and Harry promised Uma he’d stop being late to class, so really, he’s being responsible about that.
Harry stands up and leans over the table. He grabs the collar of Carlos’ shirt and pulls him closer. Carlos’ eyes widen, but he remains immobile as Harry closes the distance and presses the sweetest, most chaste kiss on Carlos’ lips, just the briefest of moments and lightest of pressures, before pulling away.
“Ya’re being invited, love.”
Carlos’ eyes have slipped shut and he cheeks are pink. “To what?”
“Ta whatever ya want.” Harry rests his forehead against Carlos’. “But, specifically, to mah dorm tonight. The two of ya can walk over past curfew. Gil likes to spend time with Uma at night. It’ll just be tha three of us.”
“Harry-.” Jay starts and grabs his bicep.
“And if ya aren’t interested, no hard feelings.” Harry promises as he lets Carlos go and they both sink into their seats. “But if ya’re interested...” He waggles his brows. “Mah dorm. 10 pm.”
“10 pm.” Carlos echoes back, still wide-eyed and flushing.
“Harry and I have got to get to class.” Jay says softly, but his grip on Harry’s arm says we have to go to a secluded location so no one sees me kill Harry.
Which is fine with Harry. At least it’s all out in the open now.
“Bye, pup!” Harry waves at him as Jay drags him off. “See ya tonight!”
This somehow became a comedy half way through and I don’t know how that happened.
Sorry for such a long wait, but I hope you liked it!