Quick important note:
I don't want this to cause any controversy. If you don't support lgbt or same sex marriage, please just disregard this imagine.
Luke: Your Brother is Gay
"I just feel weird," my brother mumbled, leaning his head on my head.
"Why?"
"Because the first time I'm going to meet my sister's boyfriend is at my wedding and he doesn't even know I'm gay... What if he doesn't approve of us? I don't want this to drive you guys apart."
"Hey, listen, I know Luke and he would never do something like that. He's extremely support of the gay community. He won't think anything of it. A gay wedding is just a wedding. That's it."
He sighed, "Fine."
"So are you okay with him coming in here?"
He nodded. I stood up and kissed his forehead, walking over to the doors and opening them up slightly to allow Luke into the room.I told him to wait out here whilst I spoke to my brother -- whom was freaking out.
Luke walked into the room and smiled at my brother.
"Hi, I'm Luke, nice to meet you."
"Y/B/N," your brother smiled, shaking Luke's hand. "Y/N's told me a lot about you."
Luke nodded, smiling over at me, "Likewise... So how are you holding up?"
Y/B/N laughed, "Uh, pretty nervous right now. Freaking out, actually."
Luke smiled, "Hey, don't stress it. You wouldn't be here today if she didn't love you."
"Uh, he," Y/B/N corrected. "I'm gay."
Luke nodded, his eyes widening a bit, "Oh, my mistake... What's his name?"
The half hour before he was set to walk down the aisle, Luke talked to Y/B/N about his fiancé, both calming him and gaining his trust.
Michael: You're Bi
"Babe?" Michael yelled.
My eyebrows furrowed together as my head shot up. What was he doing here?
I padded out of my room and peered into my apartment lounge. My eyes landed on the colourful boy standing by the front door.
"Hey!" he smiled, walking over and giving me a hug, kissing my forehead.
"Hey, babe... What are you doing here?"
He raised an eyebrow, "We made plans to hang out this morning."
I smacked my forehead, "Oh god I totally forgot."
He chuckled, gripping my waist, "That's fine. C'mon, let's go to your room and cuddle."
I led him over to my bedroom and sat on the bed with him, moving my laptop to the floor.
He grabbed my phone to move it out of the way to lay down, when it started ringing.
My ex-girlfriend was calling. Again.
He offered me the phone. "Do you wanna answer?"
I shook my head in annoyance. "Just ignore it."
He put my phone on the floor, "Having a fight with a friend?"
I shook my head as we both lay down, "No. It's my ex-girlfriend. She's been calling me trying to get back together."
He raised his eyebrow, "Ex-girlfriend?"
I nodded, not thinking anything of it -- I hadn't realised that I never told Michael I was bisexual.
"Are you bi?" he asked, rubbing his thumb on my arm.
I nodded, "Yeah, I guess I never told you that..."
He chuckled, "No. You didn't."
"You're not weirded out, right?"
He shook his head, giving me a tender kiss. "Of course not, baby. I'm proud of you."
I cuddled into his chest, wrapping my arms around him. "Thank you for being so understanding."
He kissed my forehead, "I don't see it as being understanding, more just being human."
Calum: Your Daughter is Gay
"Y/N! Come here!"
I jumped at the loud voice of my husband. I was feeding our young son in the kitchen. He had gone into the living room to retrieve our 16-year-old daughter for dinner.
I secured our 7-year-old son, telling our middle child, who was 11, to watch her brother.
I trotted into the living room. Calum was sat on the couch while our young daughter clutched onto him, sobs shaking her body.
I quickly sat down in front of her, placing a hand on her leg, "Sweetie what's wrong?"
"I want to switch schools," she choked out.
Calum's hand was gently stroking her arm, "Baby, what's going on?"
She sniffled, pulling herself out of her father's grasp. Her eyes couldn't pull away from her hands resting in her lap.
"People at school found out something about me and they won't stop tormenting me about it. Kids are telling me to kill myself."
I looked at Calum with concern.
"Sweetie, what are you talking about?" he asked.
"I'm gay." She said it quickly, clearly scared to say it aloud.
"That's what kids are bullying you about?" Calum whispered. She nodded. Calum ran a hand angrily over his face. "God, why do people care? It's none of their fucking business who you love!"
"Calum!" I warned him.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm just... I'm just mad."
"At me?" our daughter squeaked.
Calum quickly shook his head, "No. At the insensitive pricks who treat you this way."
I grabbed her hands in mine gently. "How about this, let's all go eat dinner together and we'll talk about this after we've all had time to process?"
She nodded, quickly tugging both of us into a tight hug. "I love you guys."
"We love you more, sweetie," Calum sighed, kissing the tops of both of our heads.
Ashton: Your Son is Gay
"Y/N, babe," Ashton said quietly, walking into our bedroom.
I looked up at him as I placed the pillows on our bed. "What's wrong?"
"Um, Y/S/N said he was having a date over today. And a boy showed up."
"Babe, you know he's gay, right?"
He shook his head quickly, "No. No one ever told me this. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Baby, I thought you knew," I said, walking over and grabbing his hand.
"If I had known we would've talked about it by now."
"You're okay with it, right?" I cleared.
He nodded rapidly, "Oh god, of course yes."
"What did you say when you saw his date?"
He shrugged, "I didn't really say anything. I came up here."
I shook my head, "C'mon, let's go back downstairs."
I dragged him downstairs, smiling when I saw our son cuddling on the couch with a boy.
"Hi, sweetie," I grinned.
"Hey, mum. Hey, dad. This is Y/SB/N. Him and I are dating now."
They both smiled lovingly at each other.
"Nice to meet you," I smiled at the boy. "I'm Y/N and this is my husband Ashton."
Ashton waved at the couple.
Our son stood up slowly, "Dad, sorry I never really told you I was gay... I was just scared how you would react that your only son was gay."
Ashton walked closer and pulled him into a tight hug, "So? No matter who you love, you're my son and I'm always going to love you endlessly. I'm proud of you."
I rubbed Ashton's back gently, taking in the special moment.
