floriography [ stories five ]

coming out || actual canon compliant shit!!

[ if i keep the storyline how i've currently got it plotted (differently than it was before btw), this fits and i'm saying it's gonna be nice

thing where lewis decides to announce his engagement and come out all in the same live stream

⚠️- probably a lil bit of language?? idk

stay safe,
lew. ]

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The livestream starts with an awkward Lewis, one hand in his hair and the other behind his back. The phone's propped up on some shelf in his room. (Hardcore obsessive fans note that it's over by his smaller window, because his closet door is visible right behind him from where he's sat on his bed, and light is streaming in from the big bay window.) (Obsessive fans are very scary.)

He waves at the camera with the hand he was combing through his hair. "Hi, guys! I've got a really important announcement for you— well, two of them actually— but I wanna say beforehand... Shout out to my good buddy Logan for letting me practice this speech on him for three hours. Sorry it made you fall asleep once or twice."

He takes a deep breath, then pulls his other hand from behind his back. There's a thin silver ring around his fourth finger, the metalwork forming a tiny flower around the diamond in it. There's so many comments flooding in on his screen, but he ignores them to continue speaking. "I got engaged last week. And there's a whole other announcement that goes hand in hand with this one. But... let me tell you about my fiancé first."

He turns to grab a couple photos from beside him on the bed, then lifts one up to the camera. It shows three greasy teenagers, the smaller guy obviously Lewis, with the old signature liner-ringed eyes. There's a taller guy, flipping off the photographer with a mile-wide grin on his face. The girl held a bottle up to her lips, bright dyed hair sweeping in her eyes.

"I've known Alex since I was almost fourteen. A good thing from my hometown, wow! Who would've known? Alex has always made me feel safe, even in situations that would likely make me afraid. And I love Alex for that."

The second photo is a brand new one. Lewis, wiping tears from his face, and a more grown up version of the guy from the last picture, bleach blond hair being the most drastic change, other than his attitude. Lewis knows he looks bad in this picture, but what matters is the little box in the other man's hands as he gets down on one knee.

"This is Alex. He was my good friend before I even met Logan. And more recently, he was my boyfriend for a year and a half, until he became my fiancé."

Lewis has a gentle smile on his face, directed down towards the photographs in his hands. Then, he sets them aside again and clears his throat.

"I know some of y'all will remember Z, my ex girlfriend. We were together for a fair amount of time, and we were even engaged for a while. But I broke it off when I realized that I loved her as a friend, not as a lover." He starts to look nervous, clutching the sleeve of his oversized hoodie like a lifeline. "And that realization led to an even bigger one."

"I've done a lot of thinking about this. And, so... hi, guys, I'm more than likely gay and it's nice to be open about it."