a/n: here's a litte oneshot, i guess it could be post 5x22 although there's no real reference to it.
Sense overload
Before opening the door, he inhaled deeply so he could smell her. Yes he could, even outside the apartment. He didn't care if that sounded crazy, the whole of New York smelled better now that she was back home. Of course he would never tell anyone that, first all of her, she'd have him committed for sure in the next second.
After a few seconds, he decided that his sense of smell shouldn't be the only recipient of her presence, his sight needed her too. His eyes needed to stare, scrutinize her body and admire her altogether. He pushed the door open and his ears were granted the chance to hear her voice. She was humming to the radio or a CD and he had never been more grateful not to come home to an empty and silent apartment. He followed the sound to the kitchen where his eyes could finally gaze upon his gorgeous new wife. They roamed over her body a few times before settling on the bump housing their daughter, who was getting bigger and bigger, he thought. She was making herself a sandwich, obviously a snack after lunch and before dinner. He had once teased her they should invent new names for all the extra meals she was having. She had rightfully smacked him upside the head and hadn't spoken to him in two hours to punish him.
"You gonna stare at me all day?" she asked startling him as he hadn't realized she had noticed he was home.
"What if I say yes?" he shot back smirking. Could he really be blamed? No, he didn't think so.
"I think you could be doing more useful things with your time." She laughed as she bit into her sandwich hungrily. He made his way over to her to drop a kiss on her lips but instead opted to steal a bite of her sandwich.
"Hey!" she exclaimed, pushing him off playfully. "Get your own, that's mine!"
"Isn't 'what's mine is yours, what's yours is mine' part of the marriage contract or something?" he said trying to rile her up.
"Not when it comes to robbing your wife of her food." She all but pouted dramatically.
He had missed their banter tremendously, on the phone it was not the same thing, not when it came to that because she couldn't slug him or hit him upside the head and he had missed that. Alright, so maybe he was going a little insane there, missing being hit sounded completely absurd. However, it wasn't his fault he loved her so much, he missed everything about her, even the most trivial and ridiculous things. She was back though, so he would never have to miss her again because he wasn't planning on letting her get away without him ever. Nope, he was going to keep her where he could reach out his hand and touch her whenever he wanted. He craved her touch, her scent, her sight, her voice, the taste of her lips when she woke up, he craved everything that involved her. He'd have her, as long as she'd have him but he would make sure that it lasted for a very long time because he quite loved his senses going into Lindsay overload.
a/n: hoped you liked it.;) review away:)