JIKOOK ONESHOTS

5. Flight

"Jungkook."

"Jimin."

"Jimin hyung! Hyung! Aish, this kid!" Jimin leaned over the armrest and slapped Jungkook on the thigh. "This is going on Twitter you know!" Jungkook just let out his evil golden maknae cackle and went back to playing a game on his phone. Jimin shook his head in annoyance and turned off the camera, placing it back in his bag. He took out the manga he was reading and resettled into the position he'd been in earlier, which was with his head obnoxiously buried in Jungkook's lap and his legs stretched out onto Taehyung's.

"Yah! Jiminie, I was about to fall asleep!" Taehyung tried to push off his legs, but Jimin just placed them back on, shooting his best friend his best "manggae deokk" face, and Taehyung melted at the cuteness. He pouted.

"Fine. Whatever. As long as you don't wake me up again." Jimin wriggled his tiny little toes in his socks in response. Taehyung wrinkled his nose. "Your feet stink."

The members had been on this airplane for an hour now, and they were already bored to death. Namjoon had already managed to break his seatbelt, the armrest, and Seokjin's luggage handle. Seokjin got pretty mad about it, and decided to do some stress eating. He'd already plowed through half of his food supply, which had been intended to last him a ten hour flight. Yoongi was working, obviously, when was he not? And Hoseok was...doing something...last anyone had checked, he'd been running around the airplane galloping like a horse. Something about leg cramps. Or something.

And of course, the maknae line was just kind of squished as tightly together as possible in their row, now unmoving because Jimin was too engrossed in One Piece to keep bothering Jungkook, and Taehyung was sleeping like a baby. Jungkook was just playing his games, rarely even taking his eyes away from his phone screen.

Finally, after what seemed like ages of nothing but the rumbling of the airplane's engine and the occasional shuffle of feet from flight attendants or people going to the bathroom, an announcement came on over the speakers.

"This is your captain speaking! Thanks so much for waiting patiently, we're sorry for the delay in our arrival. Unfortunately, a problem was found in the engine-" Jimin shot up straight in his seat at this, unfortunately disturbing Taehyung, who was now glaring at him. "-but rest assured, the problem has been completely taken care of. We'll be landing very soon at Tokyo International Airport. On behalf of all the crew, we thank you for flying with us." Jimin gulped, hand creeping slowly over to Jungkook, finally placing it timidly over the maknae's larger one. The younger eyed him curiously, but then his eyes widened and he smiled fondly, switching off his phone and instead intertwining Jimin's trembling hand in his.

"He said it's alright hyung, they fixed it," he squeezed the small, soft hand gently, "We''ll be fine."

This was the real reason Jimin had always sat by the maknae in airplanes, ever since the very first time they'd ended up sitting beside each other, and Jungkook had discovered that his adorable hyung was terribly, horribly, scared of flying. And it was just about the cutest thing Jungkook had ever witnessed. But he was careful to tease only after the flight was over because the one time he'd tried, Jimin ended up sobbing into his chest, and he just felt like absolute garbage the entire flight. Since then, he understood that this fear wasn't something he could push too far, his precious hyung was delicate after all, and needed to be protected. So he made sure that he was there, every time they went on a flight, to squeeze Jimin's hand tight, and provide a warm, strong chest to cry on, if necessary. Jungkook wasn't the best at comforting, but he always tried his best.

"But...but Kookie..." Jimin stuttered, and it was like there was a little baby in the seat next to the actual maknae. Thankfully for Jimin, Taehyung had already fallen back asleep so he didn't notice.

"Shhh, we'll be fine, hyung. We're fine." This had happened so many times already, Jungkook usually knew exactly what to do. But this time, Jimin seemed much more scared than usual. The plane's engines roared to life, and he began to panic.

"I-I can't breathe..." Immediately, Jungkook lifted the armrest that divided them, loosened his seatbelt, and hugged him, silently praying that the other members wouldn't see. He didn't usually have to do this, but...

"Shh, it's ok, I'm here Jiminie." He smiled slightly, loving how small and soft his hyung was in his embrace. He shook the thought out of his head as quickly as it had come, though. "Deep breaths." He guided the older, feeling the rise and fall of his chest as the plane rose through the air. His heartbeat was growing faster, more anxious. The plane rattled and bounced as it cut through the clouds. Jungkook felt his head pressing back into his seat, Jimin's head burying itself further into his chest.

Suddenly, the airplane dropped. Taehyung's head banged against the armrest, and further up in the aisle, a scream of horror could be heard. Jin had spilled his bag of honey butter chips.

But Jimin...Jimin had let out a panicked squeal, and proceed to clutch onto Jungkook so tightly, the younger thought he might break a rib.

"Jungkookie..." the elder whined, nearly breaking into tears. Another gasp escaped his lips as the airplane dipped again. "We'reeee gonna dieeeee!" he cried out, banging his head against Jungkook's chest.

The maknae sighed. He took a deep breath.

And then he sang. He sang.

He sang the Christmas song he and Jimin covered as a special surprise for the fans.

olhaedo dasiboneun Christmas tree
gidaryeotdeon nareur chaja ongeonji
geori got goseur hwanhi baikhigo
nan oneuldo naeildo Christmas day

areumdaun jomyeongdeullo hwanhage
nae soen kkoc hyangiro gadeukhae
dasi bor neoui yeppeun misoga
beolsseobutto nareur seollege hae

With you, shawty with you
With you, shawty with you
With you, beautiful christmas day

Just for today. Just because it was almost Christmas, he told himself.

He smiled when he felt the older boy's shallow breathing subside against his chest, replaced by steady, deep ones. Jimin had fallen asleep. He tapped the soft, reddened cheek with a gentle finger, just to make sure. His heart filled with a warmth that he normally have been displeased by, but in this moment, he just accepted it.

"Goodnight hyung," he whispered. "Love-"

"Jungkook, what the the heck are you doing?" Taehyung squinted at him through sleepy eyes.

"Um, I was, um, er, well, uh, you see," He was suddenly very aware of Jimin's hot breath against his chest, the older's arms wrapped tightly around his waist, his head buried as deeply as possible into his chest. But he wouldn't dare move, or else he might wake up the elder. Taehyung grinned at him. "Nothing! I-nothing!"

But he still wasn't going to move an inch.

A/N:

I'M SORRY! I am honestly the worst at updating, like, the worst, worst. I'm really, really sorry for any of you who were waiting for an update (if there are any of you out there). Istg school has been killing me slowly lately, like literally actually, cuz I'm breaking out and I'm getting stomach aches :'( But I'm ok now, and I'm on winter break, so I'll try my best to update more. I just really wanted to get something out for Christmas...I know it kind of sucks and I didn't really proofread but, um, yeah. I'm so sorry. Tysm for reading anyway, hope you had a wonderful Christmas if you celebrate it, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!