Title: Something Special
Author: Am-Chau Yarkona
Rating: R
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Disclaimer: These are not my characters.
Summary: Five minute fic from "Unfortunately--" Hawkeye had a plan.
But...
Unfortunately, Tokyo didn’t want to sell them cream, whipped or otherwise. Nobody had it in stock.
“I’m sorry, Hawkeye,” BJ said, pulling his lover into a dark corner—actually an apparently unused doorway—where they could have a quick grope. “But we’ve tried everywhere and it’s getting late. You’re going to have to settle for something else.”
Even in the dim light, BJ could see Hawkeye’s pout. “It’s not fair,” Hawkeye grumbled. He sounded exhausted.
“Let’s go back to the hotel.” BJ dropped his voice to a whisper, conscious that they weren’t really out of hearing distance of the people on the street. “We can still have sex.”
“We can do that back at the MASH,” Hawkeye said, starting to pull away from BJ. “This is supposed to be *special*.”
For a moment, BJ nearly let him go, but he decided that this was his leave as much as Hawkeye’s, and he wasn’t going to let the vagaries of Tokyo’s shopkeepers spoil it for both of them. He wrapped his arms more firmly around his lover. “Okay, Hawkeye. You want special? We’ll make it special. I’ve had just about enough of you making these rules, and them complaining when they aren’t kept. Tonight, I’m making the rules.”
Hawkeye leaned back as hard as he could, looking into BJ’s eyes, testing his resolve. BJ just held him.
After a moment, he relaxed, and rested his head on the taller man’s shoulder. “Whatever you like, Beej. I’m fed up with this.”
“Right. Come on—it’s only a couple of minutes back to the hotel.” Arms still companionably around each other, they set off—and BJ thanked his lucky stars that Hawkeye was so nearly asleep on his feet that he didn’t hear BJ mutter, “And I’ll think of something special to do when we get there, I hope.”