A Cliché Family Forty   Snow is covering the ground when Kibum gets off from work. It looks beautiful but the man is thankful that it is no longer snowing because he will be walking home. It's December 23rd and he's looking forward to spending the next couple of days with his family. Last year Jonghyun had spent Christmas with Sekyung and the year before that Minho had been hanging out with Sooyoung. Kibum knows that Christmas is more of a lovers holiday but he's still grateful his sons have decided to spend it with him and Jinki. Well - on one condition; that Jinki and Kibum isn't going to be greasy and too much in love. This is Taemin's request. Jonghyun no longer minds it whenever he sees them together and Minho shrugs because seeing his fathers happy matters more than not seeing them in love. Taemin, however, has just the age to find it gross.

Kibum smiles as he walks down the sidewalk. He's walking in his own happy thoughts, wondering what they're going to do tonight, maybe watch a movie and be a happy family while they eat a lot of candy because it's only Christmas once a year when he hears a scream and tires screeching.

He turns his head only to stare at two crashed cars, headlights pointing directly at him. There's someone crying, someone shouting and without thinking he starts running towards the accident. There's a man stumbling onto the road from one of the cars. He's bleeding from his temple and Kibum shouts at someone to call an ambulance. He looks into one of the cars and finds a man unconscious. With the help of another passerby, he assures that the man is alive.

When he takes a look into the other car, though, his heart plummets and it's as if time freezes. He's staring at a pregnant woman. There are two children in the backseat behind her. He can't do anything but blink. It doesn't help though because every time he blinks the children transform into his sons and the pregnant woman transforms into Jinki.

Kibum feels so lifeless when someone grabs his shoulder and starts shaking him. It turns out to be the paramedics and Kibum waves away their questions. He's not hurt and he doesn't know the persons in the car. He's just a passerby who was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

The snow starts falling again when he slowly starts his trek home. Kibum tries to erase the mental image of Jinki and the kids in the car but it's hard. He hates it even more because he knows that his family is safe inside their house. All he has to do is open the front door and step inside. He freezes outside of it anyway, hand on the handle and takes a deep breath. He's okay. He's okay. Kibum opens the door and enters the house.

For a moment everything is silent and Kibum is about to crumble from emotional pain, mental images, and anxiety. Then something scatters, there's a loud 'daaaad' followed by someone hissing and a bark. Kibum closes his eyes and bites his lower lip. His family is alive. It's not him who isn't going to celebrate Christmas this year without a family because they have been brutally killed. Jinki comes to greet him just as a tear rolls down his cheek.

"Kibum," he says and notices the tear on Kibum's cheek. "Honey, what's wrong?" Warm strong arms wrap around Kibum and he's pressed close to a warm chest, a beating heart and he starts crying. Jinki gently caresses his back while Kibum cries. He