Chen doesn't actually like tourney. Never has, probably never will. He joined the team mostly because he didn't know how to tell their coach no and he stayed —
Well, he stayed for a lot of reasons, but mostly he stayed because of Ben.
please, no
He leans down and kisses Ben, one last desperate time, holds him tight, and —
He pulls away just enough to look at Ben's face and — he's okay, how is he okay — hugs him tight again.
"You —" and his voice breaks. "You fell into a pile of gold, it turned into lava, you were dead —"
He tries to say something into Chen's mouth, fails, pulls away, and says, "you love me."
He doesn't want to say.
But-- Chen loves him. It has been magically proven. Chen deserves to know.
"Well, I thought I couldn't because I felt the same things for guys and girls, but apparently you can really love someone even if you're both guys. But also-- when I have a crush on someone I don't think about normal things, I think about-- what if they were possessed by someone and then they hurt me, or a villain forced them to torture me, or they had to kiss me or they'd be punished-- and I like thinking about that."
"....Ben, I do that too. Not the getting possessed but — all the rest."
"And I love you."
He lets go of Ben to wipe the tear tracks off his face and then kisses him again.
"I love you! But —" kiss, "maybe we should," kiss, "be doing this in Auradon City," kiss, "and not in the middle of the desert —"