Dreaming
She feels him lightly kiss her lips, and a smile plays on her lips. Even while she sleeps she stills smells a mix of cologne, silk, and scotch. She pictures his eyes, how they light up when he smiles, their intense blue color, the way she gets absolutely lost if she looks at them for more than three seconds. She imagines kissing him, feeling his lips against hers; she would move her hand over his perfectly sculpted face. Suddenly, she realizes he isn't with her, and she's grown accustomed to a close proximity between them when she sleeps. "Barney?" she whimpers, "Barney…" then she's awake. He's staring at her from the bathroom, a smug smile across his face. "What? I'm used to you…" she pouts.
"Just a minute, Sparkles," he finishes getting ready for bed and sits next to her; she can't help but notice his bare chest. She stares at him for a minute, and he smiles. "I didn't know you couldn't sleep without me,"
"Me neither," she says, resting her head on his chest while he reaches his arm around her back. She listens to his heartbeat for a moment, feels his chest rise as he breathes. He smells like Armani and she takes a deep breath to inhale it. He starts chuckling at something, "What?"
"You act like it's all new, it's funny," he runs his fingers through her hair. "You're randomly adorable,"
"You're always adorable," she says with a playful smile. She wants to stay like this forever, she feels safe with him, and he makes her happy. "Do you have to go to work tomorrow?" She traces little circles on his chest with her index finger. He laughs at the childish tone in her voice.
"I suppose I could take the day off, especially since you can't seem to function without me,"
"Mmmm-hmmm," she pulls herself even closer to him, "Good night Barney,"
"Good night Robin, and just to watch you get all tingly again, I love you," she shivers a little and he smiles, "I love you,"
