Jimin wakes up with a fright. His body jerking forward abruptly and his breath an uncontrolled panting. He could feel the tears prickling behind his eyes, threatening to fall. Quickly, he wipes those unshed tears away and tries to even out his breath.

This is why he hates riding a plane.

Failing miserably in doing so, Jimin looks around. Trying to find any form of comforter, distractions, or anything and sighs in relief when he finds the boy sitting on his right side is still wide awake. Watching the Iron Man movie for the nth time in his life.
The boy being awake is enough of comfort that Jimin needs as he wordlessly rid of the armrest separating them then leans his head to Jungkook's shoulder, gaining his attention.
Jungkook pulls one of his earphone off and look down at the older, his arm naturally goes to wrap around the smaller set of shoulder to press him closer against himself. "What's wrong?" He finally mumbles when he deems that their position is comfortable enough with Jimin pressed flush against him and his arms around Jimin's whole being.
"Bad dream," Jimin mumbles, closing his eyes as he listens to Jungkook's steady heartbeat.
"That bad?" Jungkook hums, fingers running thoroughly on Jimin's hair.
"Yeah. Bad enough I thought that was real," Jimin mutters lowly, his hand going to blindly search for Jungkook's other hand which is around his waist.
"Sorry for mentioning it when you probably don't want to remember but plane crash?"
The smaller body stiffened at the mention of the dreadful accident before he nods, "Yeah."

Jungkook just nods as he continues his small gestures to comfort Jimin. "It's okay, nothing is gonna happen."
Jimin doesn't nod or anything, "How long until we arrive?"
"Around 4 more hours."