The Boy In The Upper Bunk

The Upper Bunk

So I found this Jearmin fanfic hidden in the back of my notes and realized that it was pretty good (in my opinion), so here we go!

It was a brisk morning and the ground was wet with dew. No one in the 104th training regiment was awake but for a small blond haired boy. He was hiding underneath his covers trying to read the barely visible words of a book in the darkness of his blankets. Even though it was almost pitch black, his eyes sparkled like that of moonlight. The blond boys name is Armin Arlert. Underneath him on the lower bunk lay Jean Kirschtein.
Not known to Armin, but Jean was also awake and staring up at the ceiling that was the bottom of the upper bunk. He new that Armin often went on these midnight excursions to read his books that he snuck in. He thought he had a general idea of what was in those books because some times Armin mumbled in his sleep about magnificent forests with trees hundreds of feet tall, and what was known as "oceans". A giant body of water full of salt.
Jean quite enjoyed hearing the rustling of paper and the breaths of excitement from the bunk above. He also enjoyed that he was lucky enough to get to bunk with the most adorable person in the whole 104th training regiment.

I know not the best, but I bet I could write it into something worthwhile (that's a big if). Leave a vote/ comment if you liked it so i know if people actually enjoy this. (I know, so basic asking for votes and comments. Just bear with me).