Christmas In Korea (Edited)

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Christmas In Korea 
Pairing-Hawkeye/Trapper, who else?
Rating-M to be safe 
Thanks to my friend Jess! The greatest Beta ever!

Christmas In Korea

It was cold, too damn cold to be outside, but here he was, Trapper John McIntyre watching his best friend, his lover Hawkeye Pierce who was standing in the snow, head back, eyes closed, mouth open, catching snowflakes on his tongue.

“Can we please go in now? If I stand out here much longer I won’t be able to have any more children!”

Trapper shivered, pulling his coat tighter around himself.

“Oh, stop your whining, you’re such a baby! Just a few more minutes.”

Hawkeye closed his eyes again, a grin crossing his face.

The snow brought him back to his childhood in Maine. He and his best friend Tommy always went sledding down the biggest hill in the neighborhood and had snowball fights until his father made him come inside. Even though he was mad at his dad for making him come in, he had to smile because his dad always had a surprise waiting for him, fresh snow cream. His dad’s snow cream was the most heavenly thing to ever come in contact with his taste buds. He missed those days, but the memories were still very much alive. For a few minutes he almost forgot about the war, the fighting, sewing kids together who weren’t even old enough to shave. If only he could escape back to Maine again.

“Don’t you just love the snow? It’s so great! Did you know that no two snowflakes are alike?”

“No Hawk, I didn’t know that, it’s fascinating really, but can’t we watch it from inside?” Trapper’s teeth were chattering.

“Or at least put your arm around me and help me warm up a little. I have icicles hanging off my nose!”

He grunted and leaned against Hawkeye, pressing his face to the hood of the other man’s coat, trying to escape the cold.

“Aww! Poor little Trapper! Are you cold? Come to Daddy!” Hawkeye laughed and put his arm around Trapper who rolled his eyes. Trapper snuggled into Hawkeye’s embrace, shielding himself from the cold wind that stung as it whipped across his face. “Mmm, this is nice. I feel warmer already.”

Trapper chuckled against Hawkeye’s cheek.

“What can I say? I’m irresistible.” Hawkeye wriggled his eyebrows, causing Trapper to laugh. “Come on Trap, let’s go inside.” Hawkeye turned toward the Swamp with Trapper right on his heels.

Once they were inside, Trapper sat down next to the stove, shivering. “Can you believe it’s Christmas Eve Trap? Our first Christmas in Korea.”

“Hopefully it’ll be our last.” Trapper answered bitterly.

“It’s Christmas morning back home. Kathy and Becky are opening the presents I sent them. I hope the Louise likes the sweater I sent her.”

Hawkeye couldn’t help but wince at the mention of Trapper’s wife. He would never admit it, but he was a little jealous of Louise, after all, she was married to Trapper, the mother of his children. Those were things that he just couldn’t give, not that he didn’t want to, but the fact was that two men couldn’t legally get married and it’s physically impossible for a man to give birth to a baby, so she definitely had the advantage.

“I hope dad likes the scarf I sent to him, it was a Klinger special.”

“Ahh yes, Klinger and his ten magic fingers.” Trapper closed his eyes and leaned back on his cot, grinning.

“I almost forgot Trap, I haven’t given you your present.” Hawkeye beamed as he walked across the room and sat down next to his lover.

“Mmm. I haven‘t given you yours either.” Trapper purred, opening one eye. The two of them looked at each other for a long time, their eyes locked and filled with desire.

“Well, where’s my present?” Trapper finally asked, laughing softly.

Without breaking eye contact, Hawkeye pulled his dog tags over his head and carefully placed them around Trapper’s neck.

“Hawk, are you sure you want to…” Trapper gulped, starring at him in disbelief. “I’m your present Trap, Merry Christmas.”

He leaned in and brushed his lips against Trapper’s. When they pulled away, Trapper removed his own dog tags and placed them around Hawkeye’s neck. “And I’m yours Hawk, forever. Merry Christmas.”

They kissed again moaning into each other’s mouths. Trapper flipped Hawkeye onto his back, straddling his hips, grinding against him. Hawkeye began to whimper as Trapper made love to his neck.

“See Trap, Christmas in Korea isn’t so bad after all.” Hawkeye grinned as Trapper unzipped his pants. His grin quickly faded into a gasp as Trapper’s warm mouth wrapped around his erection.

Merry Christmas to me!” Hawkeye moaned.

Trapper stopped his sensual exploration and looked up at his lover. “Yes Hawk, Merry Christmas, now shut up!”

                                                                                         The End