I Want 
-Rating: PG-13
-Category: UC (Good UC not bad UC!)
-Summary: What happens when the person you most want in the whole world is with someone else?
-Spoilers: Minorish for one particular Michael bashing ep in season 2
-Disclaimer: Yes I am Jason Katims and I own everything....yeah right and if you believe that then what can I say?
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I want kids.
I want a home.
I want a wife who waits up for me every night wearing one of my old high school T-shirts.
I want a car.
I want a good job.
I want a woman who makes me melt with just a look.
I want money.
I want to shower the woman I love with diamonds and gold.
I want to be loved.
I want to feel wanted.
I want to be needed.
I want to dance in the rain, my chin resting on my beloved’s head as we twirl through the muddy grass barefoot but with smiles on our faces.
I want a kiss every morning at six am just as I’m waking up to go to work.
I want to scream that I’m getting late while the girl of my dreams uses the bathroom.
I want to make love without inhibition, touching and tasting, holding yet being held.
I want to smell cypress oil on my clothes as I listen to a boring meeting.
I want to make her happy, happier than she has ever been in her entire existence.
I want her so bad it hurts, but the desire never stops, not even when I see her with Michael, crying as he shouts yet another heartbreaking obscenity.
I want her so much my palms burn as I watch her serve tables, occasionally gracing me with her beautiful smile.
I want to call her beautiful as she writhes under me moaning my name as we slide across the impending precipice.
I want to make her the next Mrs. Whitman if she would let me but it doesn’t matter as long as I get her.
I want Maria and it doesn’t matter how many aliens I have to pummel to get her, because one day, I will, I’m just waiting.
I want to wait.