Summary: B.J. confesses in Hawkeye
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no offence of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes.
Thanks to Lady Charena for the beta.
Shall I tell him? I mean, it’s nothing one speaks about easily – and not to a man one only knows for a few hours, especially not in this times and at this place. But somehow I’m sure he will understand me – and accept. Something on the kind he speaks about my predecessor, his grieve about Trapper John’s sudden departure…
Besides we will share a tent for God knows how long. Better I tell him personally now before he someday finds out otherwise. By the way - isn’t the saying ‘No risk, no fun?’
And I have to admit to myself that I already like him… like him much. There is something special about him, his shy smile, his eyes – looking melancholically and humorously at once. He’s an attractive man. I take another sip of my drink and take a deep breath.
“Hawkeye, there is something I want to tell you. I’m for frankness between the two of us. Although I’m a married man and I love me little daughter - my true nature is somewhat… different. You should know that I prefer… men”
He smiles at me and I’m absolutely positive that this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship.