Still in his suit, Barney flopped onto the double bed in the hotel room, feeling the comfort of the soft mattress and heaving a sigh of relief as Robin lingered around the armchair placed just beside him, holding up and studying an in-room dining menu from boredom. Narrowing her eyes to see what he was doing, a smile crept across her face as she noticed how childish he really was.

In short, their snappy fight had been resolved by her sudden bold gesture in the taxi, and she was glad she had made that move. As hotheaded as they both knew they were, they challenged each other often enough by giving each other a hard time. Still, neither one of them could deny that it did indeed feel much better when they were getting along.

Barney noticed she was looking at him, so he returned the gaze, and she quickly turned away, burying her head back into the menu.

"You're reading the menu," he commented, stating the obvious.

"I'm…" She replied, trying to find the right word as she massaged her neck with her free hand, at the same time returning the menu to where she had found it, which happened to be on the bedside table. "…Bored."

"Well," He cleared his throat, fidgeting dandily, almost in a seductive manner. "You're bored, I'm bored, we're in a hotel room in London, there's a comfortable double bed and a 'do not disturb' door hanger available for use…"

Robin rolled her eyes, playing along, as she knew his suggestion had merely been a joke. "Barney, we are not doing it here." She interrupted, and he pretended to be taken aback by her rejection.

Gathering himself, Barney shook his head like a child would when refused candy. "No, seriously! You've got to try the bed. It's so soft and… And…" He buried his face in between the sheets, a look of satisfaction half hidden beneath the cushiony fabric. And inhaling the freshness of the room, he patted the bed with a single hand, motioning for her to come over and have a try to see for herself.

She gave in and strolled idly to where he was laying and sat down next to him. Immediately, she could feel the piece of furniture sink in and engulf her, not because she weighed a lot, but because of how springy it was.

"This is some good stuff," she blurted out as she did the same thing he did, flopping half her body onto the fabric and burying her face in the sheets, allowing her legs to dangle from the end of the bed, just like him.

"I told you so. Glad I didn't book my own hotel room somewhere else. Wouldn't have ended up as comfortable as I am right now. Robin, you have a knack for picking hotels with awesome beds, I'll give you that." He responded.

"I was going to have this entire bed to myself, but now you're here unexpectedly, I'm not. Thanks a lot to you," she mumbled sarcastically, still taking in the lazy atmosphere as she felt her eyelids grow heavy.

To avoid back pain when she wakes up later on, she resisted the urge to fall asleep right away in that strange position she was in. She kicked off her boots with her feet and crawled to the front of the bed, barely keeping her eyes open now.

It must have been the flight, she thought. She did not manage to catch a wink of her much-needed sleep the entire time she had been on air because of her frustration towards Barney and his lame conversation topics, and she regretted it now, as she felt sleepiness kicking in and practically slapping her hard on the face, demanding her to take a nap right there and then.

"I think I'm just going to shut my eyes for a little while…" Robin muttered and trailed off as soon as her head hit the pillow, which caused Barney to raise an eyebrow.

He knew she was both physically and mentally tired from the lack of sleep and stress, but she did not know she had been this exhausted. She had practically crawled in bed and under the covers, and then tucked herself in like a toddler would.

By then, Barney was beyond amused upon witnessing her awfully vulnerable side and just as he was about to get it on camera – yes, he had brought a camera, thinking it was going to be an overseas trip anyway and therefore he had every reason to bring one – and have a good laugh at her when she wakes up, he stopped himself.

He had noticed her eyelashes flutter in deep sleep, and feeling entranced, he felt compelled to move in closer to get a clearer look of her facial features, which were resting so peacefully as her mind wandered off in dreamland.

Kicking off his own shoes, he crawled to the front of the bed with a mix of exhaustion and happiness and tucked himself in beside her. He was unaware he was still in his suit, and he adjusted his pillow just in time for him to catch himself fall into a deep slumber.

They lied there, though hidden beneath the covers; the sheets folded and creased, their bodies tangled and connected. Their steady heartbeat pulsed as they allowed their breathing to be deepened, while a small beam of sunlight seeped through a crack in the curtains, shining onto the spot where they dozed, warming up the room.

And for the brief moment, it was as though all they needed was each other, fresh sheets and a comfortable double bed.