~10 years later~
"Well, Lance, are you ready?" I hear Keith ask from beside me. I look at the front door to the house I used to call a home. "Yeah. It's time they meet their grandkids." After we ran away, the 4 of us shared a 4 bedroom apartment. We all got married exactly a year after running. After a few years, we all decided to adopted kids. Matt and Shiro actually adopted Matt's younger sister's twins because she got pregnant at 16 from being raped by some boys at her school. So Matt's twin kids, one boy and one girl, are actually his niece and nephew. They're 7 now, and already show signs of their preferences - gay and lesbian. Meanwhile, Keith actually got in contact with some of his old foster siblings, and they don't have the resources to take care of their kids, so we adopted them. So far we've adopted 2 pairs of twins, and then 2 others. One pair of twins are 11 now, one boy and one girl, both straight; the other pair are 2 girls, sorry, 2 boys now. They're 7, and female to male transgendered. As soon as puberty starts, they're both going to have testosterone supplements. Funny thing is that one has already declared he loves boys while the other loves girls; the 3rd adopted is a girl who so far doesn't understand anything. She's 5, and I guess you can't really call it an adoption since we found a surrogate, and therefore she is half of Keith's DNA. She looks a lot like him, and naturally likes him more. The 4th is the same way, a girl born of a surrogate, the same one so the girls are half sisters, but the father's DNA is mine. She's 3. "Lance?" "What?" "Want to do the honors?" I nod and stick my key in the lock, happy they didn't change the lock after 10 years. "¿Mamá? Estoy en casa y traje a mi familia." (Momma? I'm home, and I brought my family.) "¿Lanza?" my mom appears from the kitchn, drying her hands on a towel. "Mi bebé, lo siento mucho." (Lance? My baby boy, I'm so sorry.) She walks over and hugs me, and then turns and hugs Keith. "Whose kids?"
"Ours. This is Hector and Daisy at 11, Kaleb and Kody at 7, Jaci at 5, and lastly little Sierra at 3." I point to each in turn. "Jaci is half Keith's, Sierra is half mine." "But they are all our kids that we love no matter what." Keith adds.
"What are their sexualities?" my momma just comes ooutright and asks.
"My sister and I are both straight, ya nosy old lady." Hector replies before Keith or I can.
"Hey, be kind, Hector. This is your abuela." (...grandma). Keith whacks Hector upside the head slightly, not enough to hurt.
"Kody and I are both trans-gendered girl to boy. And then I'm gay and he's straight." Kaleb answers. Momma just looks at me. I shrug, "It's what they want. The two youngest aren't old enough to care, although at about 6 is when Kaleb and Kody told us something was wrong."
"And we compromised on changing their names," Keith adds, "Kaleb's middle name is Isabell and Kody's is Miranda."
"Birth names?" Momma asks. We just nod our heads. Momma smiles, "Well, I'm glad you boys are home. You are always welcome."