Disclaimer: PR are not among my worldly possessions.

Author's Note:

Well, I wanted to put another oneshot out, so, here it is. Naturally, it features those two I can't seem to stop writing about. LOL. I was encouraged by an author on this site- whom happens to be a rational Tommy/Kim fan- to keep writing unconventional pairings and not let anyone get me down. I wasn't planning to stop anyway (LOL), but, her messages to me were very sweet and touching. I really appreciated them. :-)

This one is very short, but, deep- in my opinion. It's a ficlet. Just a little something I felt like doing.

My Most Important Relationship

Jason Scott. My boyfriend. My best friend. The man that I, Kimberly Hart, love more than anything else in the universe. I'm standing here in my apartment by the living room window, staring out. I'm not really focusing on anything. I can't- seeing as how my thoughts are all about love right now. Not that I mind, ha, ha, ha.

I've been in love only three times in my life. Tommy Oliver, Todd Davidson- whom I'd broken up with Tommy for- and Jason Scott. I loved each guy in a different way. Tommy and I had the "perfect", sweet, teen love. It was pretty much the same with Todd- just a little bit more mature since I'd grown up some more by then. With Jason... well, it's always been a kind of love that went way beyond my understanding- and his, too, for that matter.

It's also always been the kind of love that I knew I could never live without. It has an honesty, depth and maturity that I really don't believe I'll ever find with anyone else. This doesn't make the other forms of love any less significant, but, it does mean that the most important relationship I've ever had is the one I have with Jason and have had with him practically my whole life.

He's always seen me- truly seen me- and accepted me completely. He's never expected me to be anyone but me. He's never made me feel like the "princess" I was labeled as by the world and I'm gonna be forever grateful for that. He loves me- imperfections and all. He loves me because of them, not in spite of them. He makes me happy about loving myself the way I am. He doesn't do what some men think women want- which is to put them up on a pedestal and treat them like porcelain dolls. He's always known what I really needed. He makes me feel totally and one hundred percent human.

My other two loves were so special and sweet. I think of them with a smile and there won't ever be a day that goes by that I'm not thankful I got to experience what I had with Tommy and Todd. But what I have with Jason is something that can't become another beautiful memory. No. Because it's the kind of love that most people spend a lifetime looking for and some of them never find it. I'm lucky. I am so lucky because I've never even had to look for it.

I blinked and jumped a little when I heard a series of knocks, then, I totally relaxed a split second later. I know it's him. It sounds crazy, but, I think I have some kind of radar where Jason Lee Scott is concerned. I grinned like an idiot the second I opened the door. He smiled easily in return and allowed me to pull him into the apartment. After closing and locking the door, I turned and looked up at him.

"Do you have any idea how much you mean to me?" The words were spoken with a strong intensity.

Jason stepped up to me, placed a finger under my chin and gently lifted my face up. He leaned in. "Yeah, I do," he replied before claiming my mouth in a kiss that reminded me I meant just as much to him.