Red, White & Royal Blue Stories

• Closure • Henry § Alex § Romeo •

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this is the final part to this series!

thank you to everyone who has read this, i truly appreciate it.

another series (with Alex and Henry being parents but with different kids) will take it's place, I'll post the first part soon.

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Hello, I saw an ad for your work and was incredibly impressed. This may be an odd request, considering you specialise in finding missing people, but I'm desperate. My son's boyfriend's father passed away and he wasn't allowed to attend the funeral. He has no clue where the gravestone is and I can't find it, either. If you can, I'll send more details in the next email. Kind regards, Alexander Gabriel.

"You're speech was amazing" Moreau said as he buckled up his belt, beside him Henry roared the engine to life and peeled away from the sidewalk. A smile slipped onto his lips.

"Thank you, love. Alex put a lot of thought into it" he nodded, thinking back to earlier that week when he and Alex stood before a crowd with a plethora of cameras pointed in their direction, opening their mouths to talk . Talk about the current situation with Romeo, and their personal experience with their own outing.

They managed to release a lot off their chests, weight they weren't aware of, and unknowingly lived with.

They felt free.

Romeo appreciated their kind words too, and congratulated them, especially Henry, for finally speaking their truth.

"You did, too. It was inspiring" Moreau said insistingly, Henry blushed and shook his head.

"You're too kind"

The drive was an hour long, but he found that made it worse. Henry's heart twisted when Alex told him the whereabouts of Moreau's father's grave; it was only one hour away . A place Moreau had always wanted to visit was within reasonable walking distance and he never knew.

Henry internally cursed Moreau's mother with every new detail he learnt about her, especially after she called him recently. It was the day after the speech, he received an unknown voicemail. It only took a second to recognise her voice, he silenced his phone immediately, stricken with panic. Romeo comforted him while Alex took the phone and listened, just in case it was regarding anything legal. After all, Moreau was still under her care.

Henry had listened in; it was a long-winded slew of insults and unabashed hate, Henry could see Alex's blood boiling beneath his skin. The way she spoke of him was sickening, both of them agreed unless Moreau wanted to know, they wouldn't tell him.

Alex deleted the voice message, no one brought it up again.

He relaxed his grip on the steering wheel once he realised he was letting his frustrations get the better of him, sending Moreau a gentle, unspoken smile before flicking on the radio and basking in soft music pouring from the speakers.

"Classics?" Moreau said.

Henry nodded, "do you have a preference?"

He hummed, tapping the window with his index finger.

"Beethoven's symphony number five?" He requested shyly. Henry grinned and flicked through the songs on the disc before finding his specific choice. Moreau relaxed in his seat as he listened, wagging his finger along to the tune. Henry would sometimes glance at him fondly and briefly wonder how both he and Alex didn't think they'd ever grow as close to this boy as they had. He could distinctly remember the first day they met; how panicked he and Romeo were because of the breach of privacy, how torn he felt that they both had to go through such a horrible thing. Unfortunately, it wasn't the last. Yet, they've taken this one in stride. Romeo attended therapy and doctor appointments, with his first testosterone shot in the coming week, he was happier than ever, with the world understanding his and Moreau's relationship, Moreau was visibly thrilled whenever he could publicly display his affections.