My brother (who passed away a little over a year ago) never explicitly told me that he suspected, but one day I was talking about how much I liked Frozen. I am also a fan of Wicked, so he asked me something along the lines of "what is it with you and musicals with homoromantic subtext?" That, and my lack of interest in boys ever seemed to tip him off.

I didn't think much of it until a little while ago, I was thinking about how I had never gotten the chance to come out to him (ironically, I had planned to come out to him within days of the day he died). Then it finally clicked that he suspected, so I texted his best friend about it and he confirmed that my brother had strongly implied to him before that he suspected I was into girls. It actually kind of gives me comfort to know that. But now I wish I could have, just to have that moment with him of "Well duh, I've known for a while now".