Another birthday fic "Nothing More"

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Title: Nothing More
By: SP
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: PG
Notes: It's Wayne Rogers' birthday today. So, as per my birthday tradition, I'm writing slash. Hawk/Trap. Also, please keep in mind that this was written in about 10 minutes, after completing a math test. 

Years after the Captain Tuttle incident, the main thing that Hawkeye remembered was the look on Trapper's face and his tone of voice when, after Hawkeye had described Tuttle, he'd said "Hawkeye, I think I'm in love."

Hawkeye heard him say those words again, only once again, just a day before he'd left for R&R.  When Hawkeye had asked who the lucky girl was, Trapper had ducked his head and mumbled a name that had sounded suspiciously like Benjamin Franklin Pierce.  Then he'd turned away and had attempted to leave the Swamp, but Hawkeye had grabbed his arm.

"What did you say?" he'd demanded, and Trapper had winced and begun stammering some excuse.  

Hawkeye hadn't waited to hear it before he'd covered Trapper's mouth with his own.  Trapper immediately began to kiss back, and Hawkeye had suddenly realized why Trapper was able to get just as many girls as him.  Hawkeye opened his mouth and slid his tongue forward, but before he could really begin to properly enjoy this new sensation, Radar ran by yelling about choppers.  

It had been a light load, and Hawkeye was still able to go to Tokyo, but nothing more had been able to happen between he and Trapper.

~Fin~