A Cliché Family fOurteen   Jonghyun wants more than anything to be happy for his fathers. Getting married is a huge thing, he knows that. Kibum was all red cheeks and giggles when Dad told him and Minho. They were going to USA to get married and they were bringing their sons with them. Even Jonghyun's grandmothers had been disappointed when they realized they weren't getting invited to their sons wedding. But of course, Minho and him were going. Jonghyun can't shake the hopeless feeling off of himself and just enjoy the plane ride.

It's a long ride and Jonghyun is not looking forward to sitting beside his brother for 13 hours but his fathers wanted to sit beside each other so Jonghyun was selfless once again. Now he's just staring outside the window while Minho reads the safety instructions. He's pretty sure Minho doesn't understand them. Jonghyun tried reading them and although he's definitely a good reader, he's not that good and most of it is in English. Jonghyun is not good at English yet. He's only in second grade after all.

Someone taps Jonghyun's shoulder from behind and he turns around in his seat to lock gazes with a smiling Kibum.

“Are you alright Jonghyun-ah?” his father asks and Jonghyun nods. Of course, he is. He's not going to say anything to either of his fathers. He's not going to worry them. There's no reason to.

Jonghyun had been looking forward to go overseas with his fathers. He had been bragging about his fathers getting married in the big USA. Granted, some of the kids in his class has been looking funnily at him and mocking him behind his back but Jonghyun isn't quite sure how to deal with that yet so he ignores it. One time Joonmyun had said something about it being against God to be in love with someone of your same and Jonghyun had almost, only almost, hit the other boy. But it isn't important and he's not going to say anything to Kibum or Dad.

Now, however, as he sits in the seat in the airplane he's not all that excited. His father had been dropping a mood-killer bomb on him a few days before they were leaving Korea. ‘Jonghyun-ah, it's alright with you if Minho carries the rings, right? He wants to do it so badly.’

Jonghyun hates it because he doesn't want to feel jealous but he does feel jealous. That green monster inside of him. He's rarely jealous, he's actually quite quick to give up for the sake of peace, but Minho just knows how to strike a chord in him and awake the horrible green monster. But Jonghyun had agreed, of course he had. So here he is – on an airplane, going to see his fathers biggest day of their life and he's jealous of his younger brother. This .



Jonghyun has been talking to Minkyung. Her aunt just got married a couple of weeks earlier and Minkyung spoke about the wedding as if it was a dream. She had described it with the word magical. Jonghyun hopes his fathers wedding becomes magical as well, but he has his doubts when he eyes his family as they're standing in LAX and his fathers are debating over who is talking to the taxi driver.

Jonghyun swore before they left that he would not be saying a word that isn't Korean. He's not even that great at the Korean language and although they signed him up for English he only just started. His fathers know English well enough for all four of them. Jonghyun doesn't really have a desire to learn the language either but he's a good son so of course he listens and tries to learn.

When they enter the hotel and check into the rooms, Jonghyun's hope of a magical wedding such as Minkyung had described it, drops completely to the floor. There is no way it's going to be magical when Dad has been saving m