My New Favorite Color
(AN: Made easier to read.)
Hawkeye walked out of the Swamp. He stretched and looked up in the sky. He loved to look at the stars. He put his hands in his pocket and walked to the helipad.
He lies down on the ground. He stared up at the sky and smiled at how relaxed it made him feel.
"There you are, Hawk."
Hawkeye sat up and looked behind him. BJ walked up and sat next to him.
"Why were you looking for me?"
BJ shrugged.
Hawkeye lay back down. BJ followed suit. "You okay Hawk?"
"Yeah I'm fine Beej. I'm just tired." They stayed silent for a few minutes.
"Look a shooting star."
Hawkeye smiled as he saw it.
"Want to make a wish Hawkeye?" BJ asked.
Hawkeye looked at him. "No. I don't need to. I have everything right here."
"So is this when I go "awwww'," BJ teased.
Hawkeye chuckled. "I'm serious Beej."
"I know."
Hawkeye leaned on his elbow to get closer to BJ and leaned down and kissed him. BJ pulled Hawkeye closer as the star passed them by.