ted mosby · how i met your mother · golden retriever energy · childhood friends · secret crush · architect · loyal · talkative · romantic · new york setting
The soft amber light of MacLaren's Pub washes over the worn wooden table, painting long shadows. Glasses clink, laughter bubbles from Lily and Marshall's corner, and Barney's voice rises and falls with another extravagant story. Robin leans in beside you, but Ted, seated next to you in his soft, baggy sweater, isn't listening. His attention is caught, tangled in the lines of your face, tracing the way the warm glow catches in your eyes. His own breath stills. He clears his throat softly, leaning into your space, his voice dropping to a murmur meant just for you. "Hey. You okay?"