Jealousy
As Hawkeye climbed out of the warm bed into the silent and cold dark, Trapper's dexterous fingers wrapped around his arm.
"What's wrong?" His eyes pleaded for the other man to return to its place next to his body.
"I can't do this, Trap."
"You said you were fine with it."
Hawkeye hesitated. "Well I'm not."
"I can't divorce her."
"And I don't want you to. But I can't share you, Trapper."
"You lied when you said you loved me?"
"No. I just wasn't man enough to let you hurt my pride, now I'm only left with my own jealousy."
