The Family

Kay came home from school one night, dropping her bag off in her room that she shared with her sister, Hannah. Hannah followed after her.
"Hey." Hannah greeted.
"Hi." Kay answered back as she took out her phone, seeing a text from her best friend.
"Who're you texting?" Hannah plopped onto her bed.
"Cameron." Mykayla said simply. "We have a project to do, and I was going to have him come over to work on it." she explained, slipping her phone in her back pocket.
"So, how are you going to tell mom and dad that he's gay?" Hannah asked. "You know how dad will react when you ask if a boy can come over." she giggled. Mykayla rolled her eyes.
"Cam and I have been friends since kindergarten. Dad probably won't care." she said.
"You mean mom won't care. Dad....not so much."
"He'll get over it." Kay shrugged as she left the room, Hannah behind her.
Their mother was sitting on the couch, sketching in her notebook, while listening to music. Kay pulled a headphone out of Eliza's ear, making her look up. "What is it?" she asked.
"Hey mom, do you mind if I have a friend over?" Kay asked. Eliza looked back at her sketch, going back to working on it. "Ask your father." she said, making Kay sigh. She headed toward the kitchen, where her dad was cooking, and Hannah was grabbing a snack.
"Hi daddy." Kay said in her sweet tone. "Can I have someone over?" she asked.
Rowan barely looked up. "Who?" he asked plainly.
"Cameron. You know, my friend since kindergarten?" Kay said.
"Oh yeah, I remember him." Rowan said. "Sure, he can come over. But if it's over night, he sleeps on the couch." he told her.
"Why? We used to share a bed as kids all the time." Kay said, confused on why her father had said that.
"Yeah, as kids. You're now hormonal teens. You're not sleeping in the same room together." Rowan glanced at her.
"We're 14." Kay frowned.
"Exactly. Hormonal teenagers." Rowan said, pausing peeling a potato to look at her. "He sleeps on the couch."
"He wouldn't do anything, dad. Cameron's gay." Kay told him.
"Still not taking the chance." Rowan shook his head.
"Ok, dad, first of all, Cam's not even straight, so he wouldn't attempt anything like that. Second, even if he was, nothing would still happen because he's my best friend, and he wouldn't risk our friendship like that." Kay told him, losing her patience. "What are you so worried about? Do you not trust me?" she asked.
Hannah snickered at this. Mykayla glared at her sister, before taking a potato peeling and throwing it at her. Hannah blocked it with a forcefield. "Don't throw a frickin' potato peel at me." she said in annoyance. "Hannah, language." Rowan warned. "And no powers in the house!" Eliza called from the other room.
"Kayla started it!" Hannah said.
"You were laughing at me!" Kay put her hands on her hips.
"You threw a potato peel at me!" Hannah protested. "Besides, how do you know I was laughing at you, and not something else?" she asked.
"Because you're my sister and I know you." Kay huffed.
Rowan sighed, putting down his work. "If the two of you can't get along, go to bed." he said.
"We're not 5 anymore, dad." Hannah scoffed.
"Don't question it, just do it." Rowan said firmly.
"Fine." Hannah stomped off to her room.
"Whatever." Kay rolled her eyes and followed after her sister. Eliza watched the two go by in amusement, as Rowan leaned in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. He looked at her, his arms crossed.
"They're definitely your kids." he told her, running a hand through his hair.
"That may be, but it takes a man to get a woman pregnant." Eliza chuckled. "They're your kids too, you know." she told him.
"Boy, you ain't kidding, either." Rowan shook his head.
"I like to think about it as if it were me as myself, and you as a girl. They act enough like us." Eliza grinned.
"Yeah, but we're not related."
"Nope, just married. With children."
"Nobody said that having a family would be easy." Rowan walked over to her, before hovering over her.
"That they did not. But we manage." Eliza looked up at him.
"Everyday's an adventure." he kissed her on the forehead.
"That it is."