(Author's Note: As of Chapter 19, the rating on this fic will be changing to M.)
Hawkeye knew there was a lot more to talk about, but for the moment, all they wanted to do was be together in their new reality. He turned the television on, flipped the channels until he found a station showing an old movie (Guys and Dolls, which he loved) and went to the kitchen to make popcorn. B.J. tossed two pillows onto the living room floor and they stretched out with the popcorn bowl between them, taking some time to process the day's revelations.
Aphrodite came along at one point and rubbed her head against B.J.'s hand. Hawkeye said, "Looks like Miss Aphrodite is giving her seal of approval."
B.J. simultaneously petted the cat and leaned over to give Hawkeye a quick, buttery kiss. Hawkeye sighed. He was loving the whole kissing thing… the idea that they could do it whenever the mood struck (which was likely to be very often), a delicious new twist on an old relationship.
He rested his head on his arm and just watched B.J. watching the movie. Everything was new, and he could feel his whole life changing, in the best possible way. He was in love, and the man he was in love with loved him back. It was almost too much to absorb.
There were questions, of course… concerns and issues. But for now, Hawkeye didn't want to bring any of it up. He just wanted to stare at B.J. and feel happy. The happiest he'd been in a long time. Maybe ever.
B.J. picked up a piece of popcorn and placed it into Hawkeye's ear. They laughed. Hawkeye swiped it out of his ear and threw it in the direction of B.J., but it landed short, and Aphrodite picked it up and ran away with it. That made them laugh harder.
The movie ended and another one began. Hawkeye didn't know which one, because he was dozing on the floor by then, feeling utterly safe and contented. When he woke up, B.J. was snuggling with him, one finger lightly tracing his forearm. It was evidently B.J.'s turn to stare, and Hawkeye gazed at him through slitted eyes. "I could get used to this," he murmured.
"Yeah," B.J. breathed. "Me too."