For Radar's Honor
(AN: Made it easier to read.)
BJ placed the bag of ice on Hawkeye's cheek. "I'm really sorry Hawk. You should have stayed out of it."
"I'll remember that next time. How do you accidentally hit me?" BJ sighed.
"I was drunk. I didn't mean to."
"I noticed. That would be the reason I got punched," Hawkeye muttered.
"Well I hit that asshole after you fell down."
"That makes me feel so much better. How's Radar?"
BJ shifted the bag of ice and Hawkeye hissed. "Radar's fine. I couldn't just sit there and let someone pick on him."
Hawkeye closed his eyes. "I know Beej. We should have just left. You didn't have to start arguing with guy."
"I was drunk. If I was sober it wouldn't have happened."
"So how did I get back to camp?"
"Radar and I dragged you out of there after I punched the jackass. That is the last time I get drunk at Rosie's."
Hawkeye laughed. "Good. I can't take getting hit again. My fragile body can't take it."
BJ chuckled and moved the bag of ice to look at the bruise.
Hawkeye looked at BJ. "It's okay Beej. It's just that it hurts. I probably would have done the same thing for Radar. I would have had better aim though."
BJ smiled and kissed Hawkeye.