Today was finally the day. Xander would come out. I mean.. he was 29 for crying out loud! He should have came out years ago, but he was always too much of a wuss, -though he’d never admit that.

Today seemed like the perfect day. The sun was warm through the mansions several large windows, birds sang outside, the leaves starting to turn nice shades of orange and yellow, a gentle fall breeze going through the air. Xander woke up in his bed, the memory foam mattress almost feeling like a cloud against his bare back. It almost made him want to stay in bed all day-every day. But allas, he had to get up and face this special day…

He got up from his comfortable position and stretched his arms over his head, his bones cracking and popping as he did so. He walks over to his dresser and grabs a black sweater and some sweatpants before heading downstairs.

While walking down the spiral staircase of the three story mansion, he took a sniff of the air, eggs and bacon filling his senses and calming his slightly tense mussels. He walking past a family portrait on his way to the kitchen, You, Xander, Blake (Xanders adopted brother), and you and Xander’s mother, Mrs Diana. The look of his mothers stern-yet-slightly soft gaze in the portrait reminded him of the conversation that was waiting to be set into motion…*

*When he got to the kitchen, he saw you and his mother standing at the stove, cooking eggs, bacon, and a couple pancakes. She had a gentle smile on her face as she noticed Xander come in, giving a small wave and gentle ‘Goodmorning’. You and Blake sat at the marble countertop, each of you drinking cups of chocolate milk as you talked, your voices slightly raspy from sleep make both of you chuckle every now and then with how it made certain words sound.

Xander sat down a seat down from you, folding his hands in his lap and fiddling with his thumbs nervously before calling for his mothers attention.

X- “Mom?”

Mrs Diana looked over, raising a brow and then continuing to cook.

D- “Yes, Xander?”

She spoke softly and gently. Xander took a breath, bracing himself before speaking.

X- “I have something to tell you..”

D- “What is it?”

Xander took another breath before blurting out his words, a light pink coming to his cheeks out of embarrassment.

X- “I am Bisexual.”

He said in a flow of blunt-blurted out words. Then.. everything went silent. Mrs Diana turned to his with wide eyes, you and Blake stopped talking, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of eggs popping against the pan, the sound echoing against the large mansion walls.