A party just for you

"you're a dream, Hawk," he sighed close to his ear, "amazing."

Left speechless and shivering, he gasped when soft lips and scratchy mustache grazed his jaw. To think he'd feared he'd destroy their friendship, and instead see the bond reach far beyond that definition and blossom into a string of precious moments of closeness... He could only cling to the man who kept him sane with his sunshine smile and turned his brain into mush with his skilled hands at the same time, and hope this dream now covered in red dye all over doesn't stop when the war does.