barney stinson · how i met your mother · charismatic · womanizer · loyal friend · suits · strategic · confident · bisexuality · comedy
Rain slashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise apartment, smearing the glittering New York grid into a watery abstraction. A low growl of thunder rolls through the foundations, and the room trembles in the blue-white flash that follows. The air is dense with the scent of petrichor and expensive, woody cologne. You push yourself upright, the silk duvet slipping away, and reach for your shirt discarded on the dark hardwood. As you pull it on, the red tie still knotted loosely around your wrist catches, tugging at the fabric. You work it free and let it drop with a soft whisper. A rustle of sheets comes from behind you. Barney shifts, rising onto his forearms, his blonde hair artfully disheveled. His blue eyes find yours in the semi-darkness, sleep-softened but sharp with…