DISCLAIMER: Guess what? I don't own MASH, 20th Century Fox does!
This is just a little ficlet about Trapper's musings about a certain someone. Please R & R...
Oh God why do I have to love you so? Day after day I sit across from you at meal times, in the Officers Club, in surgery and it takes every ounce of my self control to stop myself from leaning over and kissing you on those perfectly shaped lips. As I think this we are sitting in our aptly named Swamp throwing back drinks and laughing heartily at each others anecdotes. When you laugh at something I have said I feel like I'm worth something. Even when I look into my daughter's faces I don't get the same feeling. You just make my life worth living, even in this Hell hole of a war. I know for a fact that you could never feel the same way about me; you're just too much of a lady's man. As the night draws on the conversations get deeper. Ferret Face is off 'practicing medicine' with Hot Lips so we won't be over heard.
'Have you ever experimented Trap?' you ask me curiously with a cocked eyebrow.
I hesitate before answering with a firm nod. 'Yes, in college with my roommate Lyle.'
You look at me stunned for a minute before laughing raucously.
'Me too, but it was years ago and for a dare.' You raise your glass to me. 'I like the ladies.' You drink deeply and head over to the still. I can almost hear my heart breaking in two. I don't know what I was expecting really. I know you will never feel the same way as I do and I will always go to bed with that thought in my mind.
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