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The garden decision

**Chapter: The Garden Decision**

The late afternoon sun bathed the garden in a warm, golden hue as Logan and Kendall sat side by side on a cushioned bench, nestled among the lush greenery of Logan's LA home. The peaceful setting was a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed them just the night before. The soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze and the distant hum of the city provided a serene backdrop for the conversation that had been brewing between them since the award show.

Kendall absently traced patterns on the back of Logan's hand, the two of them leaning into each other, drawing comfort from the familiar presence. They had been through so much together-both as bandmates and as partners-and now, as they sat in the tranquility of Logan's garden, it was time to reflect on everything that had happened.

Logan broke the silence first, his voice soft but steady. "Last night was... a lot."

Kendall nodded, his eyes fixed on the blooming flowers around them. "Yeah, it was. But we made it through. Together."

Logan smiled at that, giving Kendall's hand a gentle squeeze. "I was proud of how you handled everything, especially after what that reporter said. It wasn't easy, but you didn't let it break you."

Kendall let out a small sigh, finally looking up at Logan. "I wouldn't have made it without you. When I saw you run off like that... all I could think about was making sure you were okay. The rest didn't matter."

Logan's gaze softened, his heart swelling with affection for the man beside him. "You found me when I needed you. That's all that matters."

They lapsed into silence again, each lost in their own thoughts. The events of the previous night-the hurtful words, the unexpected support from the presenter, and the intense emotions of their performance-had left them both emotionally drained, but also strangely empowered.

Kendall finally spoke, his voice quieter, more introspective. "The fans noticed, didn't they? I mean, the way we looked at each other during the performance... It's like they're starting to piece everything together."

Logan nodded, not surprised. "They're smart, and they care about us. They're picking up on the little things, the things we've been trying to show them without outright saying it."

Kendall let out a small chuckle, more a release of tension than genuine amusement. "I guess we're not as subtle as we thought."

"Maybe not," Logan agreed, a playful smirk on his lips. "But I don't think we want to be anymore, do we?"

Kendall turned to face Logan fully, his green eyes searching Logan's face. "No, I don't think we do."

There was a pause, both of them understanding the gravity of what they were about to say. They had been carefully navigating this part of their lives, testing the waters with subtle hints and quiet gestures, but now, it was time for something more. Something definitive.

Logan took a deep breath, letting the decision settle over them like the evening dew beginning to form on the plants around them. "Kendall, I think... I think it's time. Time to stop hiding. Time to show the world who we really are."

Kendall felt a rush of emotions at Logan's words-fear, excitement, relief. He had been so scared of what coming out could mean for them, for the band, for their careers. But in this moment, with Logan by his side, all those fears seemed to pale in comparison to the strength of their relationship.

"I want that too," Kendall whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't want to keep pretending. Not with you. Not anymore."

Logan's smile was radiant, a mixture of love and pride as he leaned in to press a soft kiss to Kendall's forehead. "Then we'll do it. Together. When we're ready."

Kendall smiled, a sense of peace washing over him as he rested his head on Logan's shoulder. "Yeah. Together."

They sat like that for a while, the decision they had just made settling comfortably between them. It was a big step-one that could change everything-but it was also the right one. They had been through so much already, and they knew they could face whatever came next as long as they were together.

As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the garden, Kendall lifted his head to meet Logan's gaze once more. "So, how do we want to do this? Slowly, like we've been doing, or...?"

Logan considered it for a moment, then smiled. "Maybe we start with something simple. A post, maybe a picture, nothing too big at first. And then... we see where it goes."

Kendall nodded, feeling a newfound sense of determination. "Yeah, I like that. We'll take it one step at a time, but we'll do it. No more hiding."

They shared a look of mutual understanding and affection before Logan stood, offering his hand to Kendall. "Come on, let's go inside. We have a lot to plan."

Kendall took Logan's hand, letting himself be pulled to his feet. "We do. But we're doing it our way, on our terms."

Together, they walked back into the house, hand in hand, ready to face whatever came next. The world didn't know it yet, but something big was coming. And for the first time in a long time, both Kendall and Logan felt completely ready for it.