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The kitchen smelled like pancakes and coffee, the kind of scent that made mornings feel soft and easy. Jay sat at the small breakfast table, scrolling through his phone. Jungwon leaned against the counter, munching on a piece of toast, one eyebrow raised.

“So,” Jungwon said, dropping the toast onto his plate, “school break is coming up. We should figure out what we’re doing.”

Jay didn’t look up immediately. “Mhm,” he said, finally glancing at Jungwon. “I was thinking somewhere with trees. A lake, maybe. Trails we can walk on.” He grinned. “The kids would love it.”

Jungwon nodded thoughtfully. “That sounds nice. Somewhere not too far, though—I’d rather spend our time there than driving.”

Jay tilted his head. “Fair. Maybe a couple of hours from here. I found a lakeside campground. Small, quiet, right on the water.”

Jungwon leaned over to look at his phone. “Looks perfect. Trails, picnic areas… Do you think Haerin will like canoeing?”

Jay shrugged, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “If she doesn’t, she’ll probably complain—but that’s half the fun, right?”

Jungwon laughed softly. “And Haru will insist on bringing sticks for… I don’t even know what.”

“Fishing!” Jay said. “Or maybe sword practice. Either way, it’ll be memorable.”

They spent the next half hour going over ideas—camping meals, sleeping arrangements, snacks, and little activities for the kids. Jungwon was precise, making a list, while Jay kept adding suggestions as they popped into his head: marshmallows, a frisbee, extra blankets.

Finally, Jay leaned back, stretching. “Okay. Lake, forest, marshmallows, canoeing. We tell the kids tonight?”

Jungwon nodded, smiling softly. “Yeah. I’m curious how excited they’ll get.”

Jay reached over and squeezed Jungwon’s hand. “Family trip,” he said.

Jungwon met his gaze and returned the squeeze. “Family trip.”

The sun poured through the kitchen window, warm and steady, as if encouraging the start of their little adventure.

The house was quiet except for the soft hum of the nightlight in the hallway. Haerin lay in her bed, blankets tucked up to her chin, while Haru sprawled across his small mattress, one arm hanging off the side. Jay and Jungwon sat on the edge of Haerin’s bed, exchanging a conspiratorial glance.

“Okay,” Jay whispered, leaning a little closer, “we have something to tell you before you go to sleep.”

Haerin sat up a little, eyes wide. “What is it?”

Haru blinked sleepily. “Tell me now!”

Jungwon chuckled. “Patience, little one. You’ll see.”

Jay grinned. “We’re going on a trip while school’s on break.”

Haerin’s eyes brightened a little. “A trip? Where?”

Jay exchanged a glance with Jungwon before leaning closer to whisper. “We’re going… camping.”

For a moment, Haerin froze. Then her face fell. Her lips pressed into a thin line, and her shoulders slumped slightly.

“Camping?” she repeated, her voice small. “Like… outside? In a tent? With bugs?”

Jungwon’s lips quirked in a gentle smile. “Yes. There might be a few bugs. But we’ll have a lake, and trails to walk, and a fire pit for marshmallows.”

Haerin groaned softly. “I thought we were going to a hotel or something… with comfy beds.”

Jay reached over and squeezed her hand gently. “We’ll bring blankets, and pillows, and your favorite stuffed animals. And we can make it as cozy as possible.”

Haru, however, was practically bouncing on his mattress. “Camping? Really? Can I bring my fishing stick? And marshmallows?”

Jay laughed softly. “You can bring the marshmallows. Roasting them is part of the fun.”

Haerin buried her face in her pillow. “I don’t like bugs. And dirt. And sleeping on the ground…”

Jungwon leaned over to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “I know, sweetheart. But we’ll make it fun. We’ll stick together, and we’ll do all the things you like—like looking for frogs or collecting leaves. You can help me cook too.”

She peeked at him through her fingers. “Really?”

Jay smiled warmly. “Really. And if there’s anything you don’t like, we’ll figure it out. This is supposed to be fun for everyone.”

Haru yawned, still grinning. “I can’t wait!”

Haerin sighed but allowed herself a small smile. “Okay… maybe it won’t be that bad.”

Jungwon kissed her forehead. “That’s the spirit. Sweet dreams, you two.”

Jay settled onto the floor beside Haru’s bed, watching the kids drift off. He nudged Jungwon gently. “She’s going to be fine. She just has to warm up to the idea.”

“Yeah,” Jungwon said, squeezing his hand. “Family trip.”

“Family trip,” Jay echoed, smiling.

The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, but the house was already buzzing with movement. Haru zipped around the living room, backpack swinging wildly, while Haerin stood by the door, arms crossed and a wary frown on her face.

Jay crouched next to Haru, making sure his little bag was zipped tight. “Fishing stick packed?” he asked.

“Check!” Haru shouted, waving it in the air. “And my marshmallows!”

“Good. Now make sure you have your water bottle and hat,” Jay said, smiling at Haru’s enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, Jungwon was helping Haerin gather her things. She held her pillow and a small stuffed rabbit tightly against her chest. “Do we have to sleep in a tent? It’s… outdoors,” she said softly.

Jungwon knelt to her level. “I know it’s a little different than a hotel, but we’ll make it as cozy as possible. Blankets, pillows, your favorite stuffed animals—everything you need.”

Haerin sighed. “What if there are bugs?”

Jay came over and crouched beside her. “We’ll keep the tent zipped, and we’ll spray around a little. I promise you won’t have to deal with any surprises. Think of it like… a tiny adventure.”

Haerin considered that for a moment. “Tiny adventure?”

“Yes,” Jungwon said, smiling. “You get to help pick a spot for the campfire, maybe roast a marshmallow, look for frogs—lots of things we can do together.”

She hesitated, then slowly nodded. “Okay… maybe it won’t be so bad.”

Haru clapped his hands. “See! I told you it’d be fun!”

Jay grabbed the car keys from the counter. “All right, everyone ready? Let’s load up the car.”

The ride was filled with chatter. Haru kept pointing at every tree, bridge, and little creek along the way. Haerin was quieter, occasionally glancing out the window, still a little skeptical—but when Jay handed her a small snack and Jungwon started telling a funny story about a camping trip from his childhood, she found herself giggling.

By the time they arrived at the campground, Haerin’s frown had softened into a small, cautious smile. She stared at the lake, the trees, and the neat rows of tents. “It’s… actually kind of pretty,” she admitted.

Jay winked at Jungwon. “See? Told you it wasn’t so bad.”

Haerin nodded slowly, taking a careful step forward. For a moment, everything seemed perfect—the sunlight glinting off the water, the gentle rustle of leaves, the smell of fresh pine in the air.

Then, out of nowhere, a tiny bug swirled right in front of her face.

Her eyes widened, and she let out a squeak. Without thinking, she bolted straight into Jay’s chest, wrapping her arms around him and letting out a small whimper.

Jay caught her easily, holding her close. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. It’s just a little bug,” he said softly, rubbing her back.

Haru froze mid-step, his fishing stick halfway in the air, then giggled nervously. “It’s tiny! Don’t worry!”

Jungwon knelt down next to them, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from Haerin’s face. “Nothing to be scared of, sweetheart. We’re right here. See?”

Haerin clung to Jay for a moment longer, her small face pressed against his shirt. “I don’t like bugs,” she mumbled.

“I know,” Jay said, giving her a reassuring squeeze. “But look around—see the trees, the lake? The bug’s gone now. You’re safe.”

Haru leaned closer, still smiling. “We can still make s’mores, right?”

Haerin peeked out from Jay’s chest, blinking at him and then at Jungwon. Slowly, she relaxed, her grip loosening slightly. “Okay…”

Jay dropped the tent bag he had been carrying and rubbed his hands together. “All right, team,” he said, grinning at Jungwon, “time to set up the big tent.”

Haru practically jumped in place, already holding one of the tent poles. “I can help! I’m the assistant!”

They’d barely unrolled the bundle of fabric before poles went clattering across the clearing like runaway pick-up sticks.

Haerin stood with her hands on her hips, watching the growing mess with a skeptical frown. “It looks… really big,” she said. “And like… a lot of work.”

Haru crouched to poke at a pole longer than he was tall. “There’s so many pieces,” he whispered, like it was a secret.

Jungwon straightened from where he was shaking out one of the folded panels, eyes narrowing at the sprawl. “Yeah, why is it so big?” he asked, suspicion creeping into his tone. He held the fabric up and squinted. “And—wait. I thought this was supposed to be green. Why is it… blue?”

There was a pause. Jay, who had been very busy not making eye contact, cleared his throat. “Okay, so,” he started lightly, “tiny thing—may have… gone with a different one. Just—slightly different. Surprise upgrade?”

Jungwon turned slowly, the fabric sagging from his arms. “You bought a different tent.”

“A better tent,” Jay corrected quickly, flashing a sheepish grin as he crouched to gather the poles. “Bigger. Roomier. For family bonding.”

Haerin’s brows shot up. Haru gasped.

Jungwon stared at him for a long moment, then dropped the panel with a dramatic sigh. “Of course you did.”

Jay beamed like that was approval, and handed him a pole. “Teamwork?”

Jungwon rolled his eyes but took it anyway.

Together, Jay and Haru lifted the heavy canvas, trying to figure out how the poles fit. Jungwon and Haerin made one attempt but quickly realized the tent was bigger than they anticipated.

“This is… a lot,” Haerin admitted, letting out a small sigh.

“Yeah,” Jungwon agreed, tugging on a pole that refused to stay in place. “Maybe we focus on something else for a bit?”

Haerin’s eyes lit up. “Chairs! And the table! We can set up a picnic spot!”

“Great idea,” Jungwon said, smiling. “I’ll help you.”

Together, Jay and Haru wrestled with the tent poles, Jay showing him which ones went where. Jay held the tent steady while Haru carefully slid each pole into its sleeve. “See? You’re a natural,” Jay said, giving him an encouraging nod.

After a few minutes of pulling, twisting, and a little bit of cursing under Jay’s breath, the tent finally began to take shape. Haru jumped in place with pride. “We did it!”

Jay patted the canvas proudly, looking over at Jungwon and Haerin, who were arranging the folding chairs and table in the clearing. Jungwon caught Jay’s gaze and smirked. “Dependable husband,” he said quietly.

Jay turned his head and winked. “Always.”

Haerin peeked inside the newly erected tent, her frown softening into a small, tentative smile. “It’s… kind of big. And cozy.”

“Exactly,” Jay said, ruffling Haru’s hair. 

Haerin giggled, her stuffed rabbit still clutched tightly. “Okay… maybe this camping trip won’t be so bad after all.”

Jungwon nodded, watching the kids and Jay with a fond smile. “Looks like our little adventure is off to a good start.”

“See?” Jay said proudly, chest puffed. “Not so bad.”

Haerin wrinkled her nose, still skeptical. “It’s still camping,” she muttered, arms crossed.

Jungwon and Jay exchanged a glance over her head. Jay’s eyes softened with the kind of look that always said your turn, and Jungwon crouched down so he was eye level with their daughter.

“Well,” Jungwon said lightly, “we thought about that.”

Jay slipped away toward the trunk of the car and came back dragging two large duffel bags that didn’t quite match the rest of their camping gear. Haerin’s eyes followed them suspiciously.

“What’s that?” she asked.

Jay’s grin spread slow and teasing. “A surprise.” He knelt, unzipping one of the bags to reveal a neatly folded air mattress.

Haerin’s mouth fell open. “Wait—you brought beds?”

“Air mattresses,” Jungwon corrected, lips twitching into a smile. “We can blow them up with the car. No hard ground, no sore backs.” He tapped her nose gently. “And no sleeping bags full of bugs.”

Haerin’s eyes went wide, almost shining. “Really?”

“Really,” Jay confirmed, already hauling the mattress toward the tent door. “See? It’ll be like our room, just… with trees.”

The tension in her shoulders melted, replaced by something close to awe. She bounced on her toes and then suddenly launched herself forward, wrapping her arms around Jungwon’s waist.

“You guys actually thought of that for me?” she said, muffled against his shirt.

Jungwon blinked, startled, then laughed softly as she squeezed tighter, almost knocking him back a step. She gave a little jump, still clinging, before tipping her head up to beam at him.

“Of course we did,” he said warmly, brushing her hair back from her cheek. “We want this to be fun for all of us.”

Her grin stretched so wide it almost hurt to look at, and then she let out a squeal before darting into the tent to bounce on the half-inflated mattress, laughter ringing through the trees.

Jungwon stood there smiling after her, one hand lingering on the spot where she’d hugged him, before finally stepping in to join the rest of his family.

By the time the sun dipped lower, the whir of the pump had faded and both air mattresses were inflated, plump and waiting inside the big blue tent. One was laid out with the kids’ favorite patterned blankets—Haerin already fussing over which stuffed animal got the middle spot—while the other sat at the far side, layered with pillows and a thicker quilt for Jay and Jungwon.

Just outside, they’d finished putting up the canopy tent, its shade stretching over a folding table and chairs. Their cooler slid neatly underneath, stocked with fruit, juice boxes, and snacks, with space for the ingredients Jay insisted on bringing for “real meals.” A small tub held utensils, plates, and even a lantern, ready for when night fell.

Looking around their little campsite, it was clear they had thought of everything. The space felt less like roughing it and more like a tiny home in the woods, a balance between adventure and comfort—and exactly the kind of compromise their family needed.

By the time everything was finally in place, the sky had turned dusky purple and the woods were alive with cricket-song. The lantern under the canopy flickered gently, casting a cozy glow over their little camp kitchen.

Haerin plopped dramatically into one of the folding chairs, letting out the loudest sigh she could manage. “When are we eating?” she groaned, leaning her head back like she hadn’t eaten in days.

Haru clutched his stomach for emphasis, stumbling over to the cooler and peeking at it like something might magically appear. “I’m starving,” he said, dragging out the word.

Jay, crouched near the camp stove, hid a smile. “You two had snacks on the drive here,” he reminded them, shaking his head.

“That was hours ago,” Haerin argued, lifting her head to glare.

“Hours,” Haru echoed solemnly, shutting the cooler with a thump before leaning against Jungwon’s legs for dramatic effect.

Jungwon carded his fingers through his son’s hair, lips twitching as he tried not to laugh. “Don’t worry, dinner’s coming,” he promised. “Your papa’s got it under control.”

Jay shot him a look that was equal parts fond and exasperated as he fiddled with the stove. “Translation: don’t distract the chef unless you want to be hungrier.”

Haerin drummed her fingers on the arm of her chair, muttering under her breath. “Camping better have good food.”

Jay crouched over the small camp stove, sorting through a bag of ingredients, when Jungwon clapped his hands together.

“Alright, you two,” he said, eyeing Haerin and Haru, who were still slumped dramatically in their chairs. 

That got their attention. Haru perked up first. “We’re gonna make a real fire?”

Jungwon nodded, crouching to his level. “That’s right. But we need branches first—dry ones, not wet. Think you can help me find some?”

Haru gave a determined little nod, already darting toward the edge of the trees.

Haerin hesitated, arms crossed. “What about bugs?”

“Bugs don’t like dry branches,” Jungwon assured her, holding out his hand. “And I’ll be right there with you.”

After a long second, she slipped her smaller hand into his, and together they followed Haru into the brush.

The three of them worked slowly, combing the forest floor. Haru came back with arms full of twigs so small they looked like toothpicks. Haerin, wrinkling her nose but trying, carried back a thicker stick with two leaves still clinging to it. Jungwon balanced a proper armload, grinning at their contributions.

“Perfect,” he said, crouching to add the kids’ sticks onto the pile. “Every piece counts.”

Haru puffed up proudly. Haerin gave a small smile, reassured that she hadn’t needed to touch anything too gross.

Back at the campsite, Jay looked up from where he was slicing vegetables on a cutting board under the canopy. “Look at you, little lumberjacks,” he teased.

Haerin rolled her eyes, but she didn’t let go of Jungwon’s hand until the sticks were stacked neatly by the pit.

The smell of garlic and onion sizzling in oil drifted warmly across the campsite, and both kids were practically glued to the edge of the canopy tent, noses tilted up as if they were sniffing out treasure. Jay stood over the portable stove like it was a prized stage, moving the wooden spoon with a steady hand. He dropped in sliced sausage that sizzled the moment it hit the pan, then followed it with zucchini and bell peppers he’d cut earlier. The sound was sharp and lively, a kind of music against the hush of the woods.

“Campfire stir-fry,” he announced as he stirred, the rice he’d pre-cooked at home tumbling in with a hiss. “Hearty, warm, and edible. The three main food groups.”

Haru clutched his stomach dramatically, rocking side to side in his seat at the folding table. “Papa, I’m starving,” he groaned. “I can hear my tummy yelling.”

Haerin laid her cheek flat against the table like she might faint at any second. “If I don’t eat soon, I’m going to die,” she muttered, letting her voice trail off with extra drama.

Jay hid a smile as he sprinkled seasoning across the pan. “No one’s dying. Two more minutes.”

Jungwon came over with bowls and utensils, setting them on the table with a quiet chuckle. “Two minutes,” he repeated, glancing at the kids. “You think you can survive that long?”

Both of them groaned loudly in response, which only made him laugh harder.

When Jay finally scooped steaming portions into the bowls, the kids nearly tripped over each other reaching. Haerin sat up straight, her spoon ready before the bowl even touched the table, while Haru leaned halfway across to make sure he got the biggest scoop.

“Careful,” Jungwon reminded them, sliding the bowls closer. “Hot.”

They all sat down together at the table under the canopy, the lantern in the center casting a warm, golden circle over their faces. The air was crisp and cool outside the light’s reach, but here it felt cozy—like their own little dining room in the middle of the woods.

The first bite drew silence. Then, muffled around rice and sausage, Haru let out a low, drawn-out hum. “Mmmmmm.” His eyes fluttered like it was the best thing he’d ever eaten.

Haerin nodded eagerly, cheeks stuffed, spoon moving back to her bowl before she’d even finished chewing. “It’s so good,” she managed to say, the words half-garbled through food.

Jay leaned back in his chair, finally letting himself eat, and glanced sideways at Jungwon with a grin. “See? Not bad for a tiny stove.”

Jungwon pressed his foot lightly against Jay’s under the table, his smile softer, quieter. “You always make it feel like home,” he murmured, just for him.

Around them, the forest buzzed with crickets, and the table filled with the sound of spoons clinking, little bursts of laughter, and the occasional squabble over who had more sausage pieces. Jay and Jungwon traded glances across the lantern light, watching their kids eat with the kind of appetite only fresh air seemed to create.

It wasn’t fancy—just rice, vegetables, and sausage—but in the glow of the lantern, with Haerin sitting straighter and Haru licking his spoon clean, it felt like a feast. Their family, huddled together in the woods, sharing warmth and food and a moment that was entirely theirs.

The rest of dinner passed in a swirl of laughter, chatter, and tiny moments of affection: brushing crumbs from cheeks, smoothing hair away from eyes, small kisses to the tops of heads, and endless smiles. Each spoonful seemed to draw them closer together, the tent and lantern light making their little corner of the world feel like home.

Haerin leaned back with a satisfied sigh. “I’m full, but I love this food!” Haru nodded in agreement, patting his stomach dramatically. “Me too! Can we have marshmallows now?”

Jay chuckled, shaking his head. “Not quite yet, little firebugs. First, we clean up a bit so we have space for the fire.”

Haru groaned, dramatically dropping his spoon back into his bowl. “But I want marshmallows now!”

Haerin pouted slightly, though the sparkle in her eyes betrayed her excitement. “Me too! Just a little fire, please?”

Jungwon smiled, brushing a stray crumb off Haerin’s cheek and tucking her hair behind her ear. “How about this—you help me carry the empty bowls to the cooler, and then you two can be in charge of building our fire pit for the marshmallows?”

The kids’ eyes lit up. “Deal!” Haru shouted, leaping to his feet. Haerin followed, bouncing lightly as she helped Jungwon gather the dishes.

Jay leaned back against the table, ruffling Haru’s hair and kissing the top of Haerin’s head. “You two are quite the helpers,” he said fondly. “Soon enough, marshmallow heaven awaits.”

The kids giggled, dashing to the fire pit area with their collected branches, careful and eager. Jungwon stayed close, showing them how to arrange the sticks just so, while Haerin’s earlier worries about bugs melted into laughter as she realized the fire pit wasn’t scary at all.

Jay cleaned up the last of the cooking gear, glancing at Jungwon with a soft smile. “They’re really excited,” he murmured.

“They’ve got every reason to be,” Jungwon replied, brushing a crumb from Jay’s shirt playfully. “We thought of everything—even comfy beds in the tent.”

As the kids worked on the fire pit, Haru turned to Jay with wide eyes. “I love camping already! I think I might even love the bugs less than I thought,” he said with a grin.

Haerin nodded, carefully stacking sticks under Jungwon’s guidance. “Yeah… this is kind of fun,” she admitted, leaning into Jungwon for a quick hug.

The family’s little campsite glowed with lantern light, laughter, and warmth, and for a moment, it felt like they had all the space and comfort in the world—ready for the first marshmallows to toast, and the night to stretch on softly around them.

The lantern’s glow cast long shadows across the campsite as Jay set down the last of the dishes. He wiped his hands on a towel and crouched near the small fire pit, watching Jungwon carefully push the branches together, creating a safe little blaze for roasting marshmallows.

“Okay, you two,” Jay said, crouching beside Haru and Haerin. “Marshmallow roasting is an art. You’ve got to hold the stick steady, keep it above the flames, and wait. Patience, young grasshoppers.”

Haru’s eyes went wide. “Steady? I can do steady!” he declared, holding his stick like a sword.

Haerin held hers more cautiously, eyeing the fire nervously. “What if it burns?”

Jungwon knelt beside her, carefully placing a marshmallow on her stick. “Then we pull it back a little,” he explained softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “See? Easy.”

Jay grinned. “Exactly. And don’t just stand there—twist it slowly, turn it around. Golden brown is the goal, not charcoal black.”

Haru leaned forward eagerly, and his marshmallow puffed golden-brown in the perfect glow. He held it up proudly. “Look! Mine’s perfect!”

Haerin’s eyes widened, and she couldn’t help glancing at Haru’s. “Whoa… that does look good.” In her distraction, she didn’t notice her marshmallow dipping too close to the flames. Within moments, a small corner of hers went dark.

“Haerin!” Jungwon’s voice was gentle but urgent, nudging her stick back. “Pull it up a little!”

Her lips trembled and her lower lip jutted slightly as she stared at it, eyes glossy. “No… mine’s ruined,” she whispered, voice small and disappointed.

Jungwon immediately leaned closer, gently taking her hand and nudging her stick back. “It’s okay, Haerin. You’ll get the next one,” he said softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from her dampening eyes.

Haerin’s bottom lip quivered as she glanced down at her burnt marshmallow, then at Haru’s golden puff. “I wanted mine to look like his…” she said quietly, her shoulders slumping.

Jay crouched beside her, brushing the tiniest bit of char off the marshmallow with a napkin. He tilted his head and pressed a soft kiss to her temple. “It’s okay, sweetie,” he murmured. “You’ll have plenty more chances. I’ll help you get it just right.”

Haru, oblivious to the disappointment, held up his stick proudly. “Mine’s perfect, see? You’ll get there too, Haerin!”

She blinked, sniffing, and managed a small smile, leaning into Jungwon’s side. “Okay…”

Jungwon hugged her gently, brushing another strand of hair from her forehead. “That’s my brave girl. Let’s try again together, yeah?”

Slowly, she straightened, eyes still shiny but glimmering with determination, and twirled her stick above the fire under Jungwon’s guidance. Jay watched them both with a soft, proud smile, brushing crumbs from Haru’s cheek and sneaking a quick kiss to the top of Haerin’s head.

Haerin held her stick over the fire carefully this time, eyes focused, lips pressed together in concentration. Jay leaned close, whispering, “Steady… slow… golden brown, not burnt.”

Jungwon crouched on the other side, hand lightly resting on her back for encouragement. “You’ve got this.”

Moments later, a perfect, fluffy, golden-brown marshmallow appeared on her stick. Haerin’s eyes went wide, and a squeal of joy escaped her lips. “Mine! Mine’s perfect!” she cried, spinning around in place before holding it up proudly for everyone to see.

Haru clapped and cheered, waving his own stick in the air. “Yes! That’s my sister! It’s perfect!”

Jay crouched beside Haerin, brushing a bit of stray hair from her face and pressing a quick kiss to the top of her head. “Told you, you’d get it,” he said warmly. “Amazing job!”

Jungwon smiled, scooping her into a gentle hug. “I’m so proud of you, Haerin,” he murmured. “You stayed calm and got it done.”

The kids squealed together, giggling and waving their sticks, and even Jay and Jungwon couldn’t help laughing along with them. It was a moment of pure, simple happiness, a family cheering each other on over something as small as a marshmallow.

Then Jungwon’s eyes went wide. “Wait,” he said suddenly, snapping his fingers. “The chocolate and graham crackers!”

Jay blinked. “Ohhh no…”

Haru and Haerin’s eyes lit up instantly. “S’mores?” Haru shouted, bouncing on his heels.

“Yes!” Haerin echoed, almost forgetting her marshmallow in her excitement. “We can make s’mores?”

Jungwon laughed, crouching to grab the little bag from the cooler. “We can, and we will.” He handed a piece of chocolate to each child and a few graham crackers as Jay carefully toasted another batch of marshmallows over the fire.

Jay held out a perfectly toasted marshmallow to Haerin. She carefully sandwiched it between her graham crackers with chocolate, eyes shining as she took her first bite.

“Mmm!” she squealed, chocolate smeared on her cheek. Jay laughed and gently dabbed it off with a napkin, kissing the top of her head. “See? Even better than plain marshmallows.”

Haru was already gobbling down his creation, chocolate smearing his hands and corners of his mouth. “Appa! This is the best!”

Jungwon smiled, brushing a stray smear off Haerin’s cheek and leaning down to kiss the top of her head again. “Glad you think so. We thought of everything.”

Jay leaned back, watching his little family laugh and savor their treats, the fire crackling warmly beside them. “Yep,” he said quietly, nudging Jungwon’s shoulder. “Perfect first camping night.”

Jungwon’s eyes crinkled in a smile as he ruffled Haru’s hair. “Perfect indeed.”

The fire glowed brighter in the lantern light, the smells of chocolate, marshmallows, and toasted graham crackers mingling with the crisp night air, and for a little while, it felt like nothing else mattered—just them, the fire, and the warmth of family together.

The last of the chocolate and crumbs were swept into the cooler, and Jay glanced around, grinning as the kids buzzed with sugar-fueled energy. “Okay, little campers, time to get ready for bed,” he announced, brushing his hands off.

Haru groaned but followed obediently, while Haerin’s small frown tugged at Jay’s heart. “Do we really have to sleep outside?” she asked quietly, clutching her blanket close to her chest.

Jungwon knelt beside her, smoothing her hair back from her forehead. “It’s okay, Haerin,” he said softly. “We’ve got air mattresses, blankets, and pillows. You’re not sleeping in the dark alone—your dad and I are right there on the other mattress. We’ll be close by.”

Haerin’s bottom lip trembled slightly, but she nodded, still hugging her blanket. “I just… it’s so dark…”

Jay crouched down and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “Hey, it’s just a little dark. And we’re right here,” he said. “We thought of everything to make it cozy, comfy, and safe. You’re gonna sleep just fine, I promise.”

Haru bounced over, tugging on Haerin’s sleeve. “Yeah! You’ll see, Haerin! It’s like a giant indoor sleepover!”

Haerin gave a small smile, reassured by the warmth and closeness of both her dads. “Okay…” she whispered.

Once the kids were tucked onto their air mattress, blankets wrapped snugly around them, Jay and Jungwon lingered for a few moments, reading them bedtime stories, brushing stray hair back from Haerin’s face, and exchanging tiny forehead kisses in the soft lantern light.

Finally, everything was settled. Jay sank into a folding chair in front of the fire, sighing in contentment as the warmth brushed over him. Jungwon plopped down on top of him, chair squeaking under their combined weight, but neither cared. Jay wrapped an arm around Jungwon instinctively, feeling the familiar, comforting press of his husband against him.

The fire crackled softly, embers glowing golden. Jungwon leaned back slightly, resting his head on Jay’s shoulder, and reached for a last marshmallow, carefully building one more s’more for them to share. He held it between them, and Jay took a small bite, letting the chocolate and sweet, warm marshmallow melt in his mouth.

For a while, they didn’t speak, just listening to the quiet night and the soft crackle of the fire. Then Jungwon broke the silence, his voice soft.

“You think Haerin’s really going to be okay sleeping out here?” he asked, brushing his thumb gently over Jay’s arm. “She seemed… nervous earlier.”

Jay nodded, eyes on the flickering flames. “I think so,” he murmured. “ Haru is keeping her company.” He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Jungwon’s temple. “Plus we made it as cozy as possible for her. She’ll be fine.”

Jungwon smiled, brushing a stray strand of hair from Jay’s forehead before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “Yeah….”

Jay leaned back, holding Jungwon a little closer as he whispered, “And honestly… seeing her happy, even with a little worry, makes everything else feel perfect.”

Jungwon grinned softly and pressed another kiss to Jay’s lips. “Exactly.”

They leaned against each other in the quiet, the firelight flickering across their faces, savoring the little victories of the day—the perfect marshmallows, the laughter, and the content sighs of their children sleeping safely nearby. The night was dark and cool, but inside, in their little circle of warmth, love, and chocolate-smeared happiness, everything felt perfect.

Jay reached up to press a soft kiss to Jungwon’s lips once more, sighing happily. “I could stay right here forever,” he murmured.

Jungwon smiled against him, holding the half-eaten s’more between them. “Me too,” he said softly. “Me too.”

And for a while, nothing existed outside that flickering fire and the quiet, cozy embrace of the family they had built together.

Jay’s eyes fluttered open to the soft gray light of early morning filtering through the tent walls. For a moment, he let himself just be, stretching lazily, the faint chill of the woods brushing against the canvas. Then reality sank in.

He was actually in the woods. In a tent. Outdoors. Surrounded by the quiet rustle of trees and the distant chirp of birds.

And Jungwon… Jungwon was curled up on him, warm and soft and impossibly close, one arm draped across Jay’s chest, his head resting just under Jay’s chin. Jay’s heart gave a little flutter as he breathed in the faint scent of Jungwon’s hair, mixed with the crisp morning air.

Slowly, carefully, Jay turned his head, glancing toward where they’d set up the kids’ air mattress the night before. His eyes widened slightly, then he froze. The mattress wasn’t where he thought it was. Somehow, it had been pushed up snug against theirs. Haerin and Haru snuggled on it, still asleep, little arms and legs tangled slightly in the blankets.

Jay blinked. Wait… when did this happen?

He turned slightly, nudging Jungwon gently. “Hey…” he murmured softly, not wanting to wake the kids, “wake up for a second?”

Jungwon groaned, burrowing closer into him. “Mm… five more minutes,” he mumbled, voice muffled against Jay’s chest.

Jay’s lips quirked into a sleepy smile. “Yeah… I figured.” He let his fingers brush over Jungwon’s back, careful not to disturb him too much.

Then, faint sounds drifted to Jungwon—the sizzle of something on a portable stove, the rich smell of coffee brewing, and the faint, comforting aroma of breakfast. A slow exhale escaped him, and his chest relaxed. No animal had mauled them in the night. Jay was fine, alive, probably already up making breakfast.

Jungwon pushed himself up, brushing a strand of hair from his eyes, and peeked through the tent flap. There, just outside, was Jay—by the small camping stove, focused and serene, flipping something on a pan while the coffee percolated beside him. The morning light caught the curl of his hair, the concentration in his brow, and Jungwon’s heart melted all over again.

Quietly, he slipped out of the tent and padded over, leaning against Jay’s back. Jay felt the nudge, grinned without turning, and pressed a quick kiss to the top of Jungwon’s head. “Morning,” he murmured, voice warm and low. “Coffee?”

Jungwon nodded, resting his head against Jay’s shoulder. “Mhm… smells amazing.” He inhaled deeply, savoring the mix of piney morning air and the rich aroma of brewed coffee. “You’re a little early this morning.”

Jay shrugged, winking. “Couldn’t wait. I knew you’d wake up eventually.” He handed Jungwon a mug, and Jungwon wrapped both hands around it, letting the warmth seep in.

“Did… did the kids move their mattress during the night?” he asked, glancing at Jay. “Or… did we? I don’t remember this happening.”

Jay laughed softly, brushing his fingers through Jungwon’s hair. “Honestly? I think they might’ve snuck over while we dozed off.”

The soft morning light spilled across the campsite as the kids shuffled out of the tent, still sleepy-eyed and clinging to blankets. Haerin padded straight to Jungwon, plopping herself into his lap with a content little sigh.

Haru followed closely, rubbing at his eyes. “I wanted to sit with Appa too! That’s not fair!” he protested, reaching for the same warm spot.

Haerin squeaked and held on tighter. “No! I got here first!”

The two of them tugged and pulled at each other, each determined to claim Jungwon’s lap. Jungwon chuckled, glancing at Jay, who had his own arms ready for backup, and gently intervened. “Okay, okay, let’s not fight,” Jungwon said softly, holding Haerin securely but still letting her see he was smiling.

Jay knelt down to Haru, brushing a stray lock of hair from his face. “Come on, buddy,” he said warmly. “You can snuggle with me instead.”

Haru crossed his arms for a second, pouting dramatically, but then relaxed and plopped into Jay’s lap, resting his head against his chest with a sleepy sigh.

Jungwon wrapped an arm around Haerin, who nuzzled into him contentedly. “There we go,” he said softly. “Everybody’s cozy.”

With the little tug-of-war resolved, the family sat together in the morning light: Haru in Jay’s lap, Haerin in Jungwon’s, each parent showering small, affectionate touches as they all began to wake fully and enjoy the quiet of the early morning.

After a few moments, Jay leaned down, brushing a hand over Haru’s hair. “Hey… did you guys move your mattress last night?” he asked gently, curiosity in his voice.

Haru looked up, eyes still sleepy, and nodded. “Yeah,” he admitted. “We heard some noises in the middle of the night and got scared, so we moved it together.”

Jungwon smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead and pressing a quick kiss to her temple. “Well, you two sure are resourceful,” he said. “But next time, you can just call us.”

After breakfast dishes were rinsed and tucked neatly back into the bin, Jungwon leaned back in his chair, brushing his hands over his knees. “So,” he said, glancing at the kids, “what should we do today? Something fun before lunch?”

“Let’s go exploring!” Haru shouted immediately, bouncing in his seat. “Like a real adventure!”

Haerin perked up, tilting her head curiously. “Can we go on the trail we saw earlier?” Her voice carried a mix of excitement and hesitation, her fingers still toying with the hem of her sweater.

Jay tapped his chin thoughtfully, already imagining the trail that wound up the hill nearby. “That’s not a bad idea. It’s not too long, and I bet the view’s amazing from the top.” He shot Jungwon a little grin. “Plus, we could make it a picnic.”

The kids’ eyes widened instantly. “Picnic?!” Haru squealed, practically bouncing off his seat.

“Mmhm,” Jay confirmed with a little nod, already moving to the cooler. “I’ll put together sandwiches and snacks for everyone. We’ll eat up there.”

Jungwon rose from his chair, tugging Haerin’s messy hair back from her face as he smiled down at her. “Alright, princess, let’s get you and your brother dressed in something good for hiking. Sneakers, comfy pants, maybe even hats. Can’t go exploring in pajama pants.”

“But they’re cozy…” Haerin whined softly, though she didn’t resist when Jungwon gently urged her toward the tent.

Jay chuckled under his breath, pulling out sliced bread, cheese, and cold cuts. “You’ve got the hard job, love. I’ll stick to the sandwiches.”

“Mm, that’s because you’d probably let them go up in pajamas if it meant saving yourself the fight,” Jungwon teased from inside the tent, his voice muffled as he helped the kids tug on their socks and shoes.

Jay smirked at the cooler as he layered sandwiches. “Babe, I think I’m already proving myself useful enough. You’ll see. My sandwiches are going to keep morale high all the way to the top.”

Inside the tent, there was a muffled protest—Haru insisting he didn’t need his hat, Haerin sighing dramatically when Jungwon tucked her shirt properly into her jeans. But soon enough, the three of them emerged, both kids looking far more trail-ready, though Haerin still pouted faintly.

“See? Perfect little adventurers,” Jungwon said proudly, smoothing Haerin’s ponytail.

Jay looked up from wrapping the sandwiches in foil, his heart softening at the sight. “They look great.” He slipped the food into a backpack alongside water bottles and a bag of chips. “Lunch is ready to go. Who’s ready for a family picnic?”

“Me!” Haru shot his hand up immediately, beaming.

Haerin, despite her faint pout, couldn’t hide the sparkle of curiosity in her eyes. “Me too… as long as there aren’t too many bugs.”

Jungwon bent down, brushing her cheek with his thumb. “Don’t worry, princess. We’ll stick together the whole time.”

Jay zipped up the backpack, slinging it over his shoulder with a wink at Jungwon. “Sandwiches, snacks, water. Trail gear ready. I think we’re good to go.”

And with that, the family set off hand-in-hand, the promise of a picnic at the top of the trail fueling their excitement.

The family set off down the path, sunlight breaking through the canopy in golden streaks that dappled the ground beneath their sneakers. The air was fresh, filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the faint chirping of birds deeper in the forest.

Haru ran a few steps ahead, crouching low to examine every rock and stick he came across. “Look at this one, Papa!” he called, holding up a long, knobbly branch almost as tall as he was. He tapped it against the ground proudly. “It’s my walking stick!”

Jay laughed, adjusting the backpack on his shoulder. “That’s perfect, buddy. Every explorer needs a walking stick.”

Haru grinned, giving it a dramatic twirl before marching ahead, his stick thumping against the dirt path with each step.

Meanwhile, Haerin stayed closer to Jungwon, her small hand wrapped around his fingers. Every so often, she paused to brush her fingertips against moss on a rock or to point out a cluster of wildflowers. Jungwon knelt to admire them with her, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. “Pretty, right, princess?”

She nodded shyly, tucking the feather she’d collected earlier into her pocket. “Really pretty.”

The hike continued peacefully until the sharp cry of a crow split the air. The bird burst out of the trees just a few feet away, its wings flapping hard as it soared upward with a noisy caw-caw.

Haerin yelped, stumbling back in surprise. Her face crumpled as she pressed against Jungwon’s leg. “Appa! That was so scary!” she cried, her voice trembling.

Jungwon crouched immediately, rubbing her back. “Hey, hey, it’s alright, princess. Just a crow. It was loud, but it won’t hurt you.”

But Haerin’s eyes stayed wide, her lip trembling. She glanced around nervously as though another might appear at any moment.

Jay stepped forward, slipping the backpack off one shoulder and crouching to her level. “Hey, princess,” he said gently, brushing her cheek. “How about I give you a ride? If you’re on Papa’s shoulders, nothing scary can sneak up on you. You’ll be the tallest in the forest.”

Her eyes flicked up to his, uncertain, but after a second she nodded. “Okay…”

Jay scooped her up effortlessly, lifting her onto his shoulders and holding her ankles to steady her. “There we go,” he said, smiling up at her. “Now you’re safe and sound. No crow’s gonna get near you.”

Haerin peeked around from her new vantage point, her earlier tears melting into awe. “It looks so different up here…” she whispered, her hands gripping his hair lightly.

Jungwon stood, relief in his eyes as he gave Jay a soft smile. “See, princess? Much better.” He pressed a kiss to her hand as she leaned forward to wave it at him.

Haru pouted a little, dragging his stick through the dirt as he watched. “That’s not fair. I wanted a ride, too.”

Jungwon chuckled, ruffling his hair. “You’ve already got the best walking stick in the whole forest, baby. That makes you the trail guide.”

That perked Haru right up. “Yeah! I’ll lead us to the top!” he declared, marching ahead proudly with his stick thumping against the ground.

Jay winked at Jungwon over Haerin’s head, and together they followed their little guide, their family winding steadily toward the top of the trail.

The family made steady progress up the winding trail, the sunlight filtering through the canopy of trees, dappling the ground in shifting patches of gold. Haru marched confidently ahead with his "walking stick"—a crooked, oversized branch that he swung proudly with both hands, narrating little adventures as if he were the leader of an expedition.

Behind him, Jay walked with Haerin perched on his shoulders, her small hands curled into his hair like reins. She had quieted since her scare with the crow, leaning her cheek against the top of Jay’s head and sighing into his hair as he carried her without complaint. Every so often, he bounced her gently or pointed out a patch of wildflowers to keep her distracted, his tone calm and reassuring.

Jungwon trailed behind with the picnic bag slung across his back, watching the three of them with a fond, almost disbelieving smile. He stepped up beside Jay, brushing their arms together as the path narrowed.

“You’re carrying her like she weighs nothing,” Jungwon murmured, amused at the sight of Haerin curled on top of him like a sleepy queen.

Jay smirked, tilting his head so his temple bumped against Jungwon’s for a moment. “She’s lighter than your attitude some days, babe. This is nothing.”

That made Jungwon laugh softly, though he rolled his eyes. “Careful, she’s gonna hear you talking about her appa like that.”

Haerin lifted her head, blinking slowly, still clinging to Jay. “I heard you,” she mumbled, but her tone was so drowsy it made both dads chuckle.

Meanwhile, Haru had stopped up ahead and pointed dramatically at a lizard darting across the sun-warmed stones. “Look! It’s running away from us! He’s scared of my stick!”

Jay and Jungwon exchanged amused glances. “Or maybe,” Jungwon called ahead, “he’s just in a hurry to go home for dinner.”

Haru tilted his head, considering, then grinned and resumed marching. “No, he’s scared of me. I’m too strong.”

The air grew fresher as they climbed higher, a soft breeze carrying the earthy scent of pine. They paused here and there to let the kids peer at ants crawling in lines across the path, to count birds overhead, or to pick up oddly shaped rocks. With every discovery, Haru shouted proudly, and Haerin, perched safely on Jay’s shoulders, would clap softly, her nerves slowly giving way to wonder.

Finally, the trees thinned, and the trail curved toward open sky. The ground leveled, and the family stepped out onto the overlook.

Before them stretched a breathtaking view—rolling hills unfolding into the distance, bathed in sunlight, with a river glinting silver as it wound its way through the green. The breeze was stronger here, cool against their skin after the climb, and for a moment all four of them stood still, taking it in.

Haerin gasped softly from Jay’s shoulders. “It looks like a painting,” she whispered. Jay carefully lifted Haerin down from his shoulders, settling her beside Haru, who was already waving his stick like a flag against the sky.

“Alright,” Jay said, ruffling Haru’s hair and brushing the wisps from Haerin’s forehead. “First… pictures. We need to remember this view and our little adventurers.” Jungwon slid the picnic bag off his shoulder and dropped it gently onto the grass, already fishing for his phone.

They huddled together, arms linked, kids in the middle. The camera clicked once, twice, three times, as Jungwon captured their flushed faces against the sprawling view. The kids cheered, and Jay crouched down to take a few individual shots of Haru, who proudly posed with his walking stick like a heroic explorer. Jungwon bent slightly to capture Haerin, who giggled and made a little “princess” pose, twirling with her feather tucked behind her ear.

“Now one of you two together,” Jay said, gesturing at the siblings. Haru and Haerin huddled close, arms draped over each other’s shoulders, grinning into the camera.

Haerin tilted her head thoughtfully. “Wait—I want to take pictures too! I’ll take one of both appas together!”

Jungwon and Jay exchanged a quick glance, smiling. “Okay, princess.”

Haerin held the camera carefully and snapped a standard shot of them, both dads side by side, arms loosely around each other, smiles gentle and warm.

But as Jungwon started to walk away, Jay’s playful side fully emerged. He leapt forward, sweeping an arm around Jungwon and grabbing him mid-step. “Quick, Haerin! Take this one!” he shouted, striking a dramatic pose.

Haerin barely had time to click the shutter as Jay, grinning mischievously, planted an exaggerated kiss onto Jungwon’s cheek. Jungwon squealed and tried to wriggle free, but Jay was relentless.

“You’re so dramatic,” Jungwon laughed breathlessly, trying to push him back.

But Jay, ever the goof, lifted him bridal-style in one smooth motion, holding him against his chest. “And for the finale…” he whispered, planting a big, theatrical kiss on Jungwon’s mouth.

Haerin’s camera clicked continuously, capturing every moment—the cheek kiss, the mock struggle, the dramatic lift, the surprised-yet-giggling Jungwon. Haru clutched his walking stick, bouncing with laughter. “Appa! You’re so silly!”

Haerin giggled, getting the perfect angle for another shot. “I can’t stop taking pictures!”

By the time Jay finally set Jungwon down, their cheeks were flushed, laughter still rolling between them. The camera roll was already filled with dozens of snapshots of their playful moment—dramatic poses, kisses, and wide-eyed, laughing kids who had thoroughly enjoyed watching their antics.

Jungwon pressed a hand to his chest, still chuckling. “You really can’t help yourself, can you?”

Jay winked, brushing a stray lock of hair from Jungwon’s forehead. “Not even for one second. You know it, babe.”

“Good.” Jungwon dusted himself off, then bent down to ruffle Haerin’s hair. “Alright, princess, do you want to help me set the blanket?”

Haerin nodded eagerly, grabbing one side of the folded blanket as Jungwon shook it out and spread it over the grassy clearing. Haru plopped onto it immediately with his “walking stick” beside him, stretching his legs like a hiker who had conquered the world.

Jay was pulling out sandwiches wrapped in paper, containers of fruit, and a bag of chips. “Ta-da,” he announced dramatically, setting everything out in a neat line. “Picnic à la Appa. Gourmet trail dining.”

Haerin’s eyes lit up. “You remembered my sandwich with no crusts!” she said, hugging Jay’s arm before sitting primly on the blanket.

“Of course, princess.” He kissed the top of her head and passed her’s over with a fond smile.

Jungwon raised an eyebrow at his husband as he handed Haru a juice pouch. “I have to admit, babe, you’ve outdone yourself. This is kind of perfect.”

Jay puffed up his chest like he’d just won an award. “You doubted me?”

“I have to just a little bit,” Jungwon teased, but his smile gave him away.

The four of them settled on the blanket, legs crossed and shoulders brushing, passing snacks around. Haerin leaned against Jungwon’s side, chewing happily, while Haru sprawled across Jay’s lap, his juice pouch balanced precariously as Jay tried to stop him from spilling.

“This is the best food ever,” Haerin declared between bites, her eyes dreamy with satisfaction.

Jay brushed a crumb from her cheek and kissed her temple. “Glad you approve, baby.”

“Yeah,” Haru added through a mouthful of sandwich. “I like appa’s sandwiches.”

Jay chuckled, brushing Haru’s hair out of his eyes before planting a kiss on his forehead, too. “My little food critic.”

Jungwon leaned back on his hands, watching Haerin pick a strawberry from the container and feed it to Haru, who grinned wide at the gesture. His heart ached in that familiar, warm way, and he felt Jay’s gaze on him.

“What?” Jungwon murmured, turning his head.

Jay only shook his head, smiling as though it was all too much. “Nothing. Just… this is everything.”

The view stretched endlessly before them—rolling hills fading into soft haze, the treetops swaying gently in the breeze. For a moment, the world felt far away; it was just them, their laughter, the crunch of chips, and the soft warmth of the late morning sun.

For a moment, the world felt paused—just the four of them, hearts full, framed by endless blue sky and towering trees. No work, no school, no distractions. Just them.