Me, Myself, and Jikook (Jikook Oneshots)

Army Nights

Their beds were pushed together.  That was the rule.  Everyone in the companion system in the military had their beds pushed together.  It wasn't out of the ordinary and it didn't stand out to the others in the division when they would wake up to find Jungkook rolled over into Jimin's side, an arm around him or find Jimin's face buried in Jungkook's back, legs intertwined and arms linked around his waist.

In fact, it was proving much easier to sneak around than they initial thought it would be.  Jin was always on guard, keeping an eye and an ear out for them and squashing any rumors he would hear.  To be perfectly honest, though, most of the other recruits were afraid of Jungkook.  He was a little older than most and much more muscular.  His physical prowess made most of them look at him in nervous awe.

But when it came to Jimin, everyone could see him visibly soften.  It was the same with his hyung, Jin, but there was always a glimmer of mischief there.  With Jimin, it was only shining love.  Everyone pretended not to see it.  Pretended they didn't notice the quiet night time giggles coming from those beds that had been pushed together.  Pretended they didn't hear the soft kisses or the rustling as they'd sneak out of bed to find some hidden place to be alone together.  Everyone pretended not to notice anything suspicious at all because absolutely everyone had fallen for the two boys' politeness, kindness, and charm.

"Jimin.  Jiminie.  Jimin-hyungie.  Baby," Jungkook whispered. 

"Kookie?  Go back to sleep, baby," Jimin softly grumbled.  "Not tonight.  We have to be up so early in the morning.  I'm too tired for sex."

A puff of air tickled the back of Jimin's neck as Jungkook stifled a laugh.  "I'm not looking for sex right now, Jimin.  I just wanted to talk."

Jimin rolled over and draped his arms around Jungkook's neck, lacing his fingers through Jungkook's hair.  "You, the same man who sang a song about fucking every second, seven days a week, just want to talk?" he asked unconvinced.

Jungkook quietly scoffed and pretended to be offended as he fought against his own smile.  "First of all, how dare you.  I want you for more than just your body, Jimin.  Secondly, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.  This has been exhausting and stressful even for me and I love this kind of stuff!  I want to make sure you're alright."

Snickering into Jungkook's shoulder, Jimin looked up into his husband's concerned eyes.  "That's really sweet, baby, but I'm fine.  You're not wrong.  It's exhausting and stressful, especially given our...special circumstances, but I'm really okay.  It's still not as bad as when we were trainees.  I don't know that anything could top that."

Jungkook chuckled lightly and kissed Jimin's forehead.  "That's true.  Nothing quite like waking up to Hobi-hyung's socks hanging out to dry on a pipe above your head."

"Yeah," Jimin agreed, smiling with nostalgia, "but at least I always woke up to you."

"We've slept in the same bed almost every night since I was 13 years old.  Do you not get tired of it?  Or of me?" Jungkook asked.

Jimin could practically see the expression he was making despite the darkness of the barracks.  He leaned in and planted his plump lips against Jungkook's for a moment before responding.  "I don't know that I could ever get tired of you and I always have a hard time sleeping if you're not there beside me.  I'm so glad we were able to enlist with the companion program."

"Me too," Jungkook said as he nuzzled into Jimin's neck, breathing him in.  He didn't quite smell like himself, but there was something about the way his natural skin smelled that Jungkook couldn't ever get enough of.

Those soft, hushed kisses could be heard throughout the barracks if you were still enough in the silence.  After a few minutes, the rustling could be heard as well as both men shimmied out of the covers and tip-toed through the rows of sleeping men.  The soldiers who still hadn't gone to sleep once again pretended to notice nothing as they crept out into the hallway to make their way to wherever it was they went at night.

When they returned an hour later, the soldiers also pretended to not notice the flush on their faces or their disheveled clothing as they climbed back into bed and snuggled into each other once more.  The soldiers in their division had long since decided to protect them both and let them live their lives and the more they got to know each one, the more they doubled down on that decision.

So as far as Jimin and Jungkook were concerned, they thought they were just really good at sneaking around.  But as for the other men, they just wanted the slightly too obvious couple to have the most normal army nights they could have until they were once again under an international microscope.

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A/N: This one is short, but that article that came out about how polite the boys were in the military had me thinking about how their beds are all pushed together and how charmed everyone must be by them.  It made me think about what they would think they could get away with too.

See you next time, Lovely Army's!