Benedict Cumberbatch Imagines

Tea Time

"Y/N are you ready to go?" Benedict said walking towards you with a smile on his face. He had just gotten out of his Sherlock costume and into some black pants and his signature leather jacket, but he kept his hair in the Sherlock curls.
"Oh, yep!" You said standing up from the chair you had been sitting in. You take Benedict's arm and head towards his car. Benedict drove a silver jaguar, and you had to admit it was pretty fancy. The ride there was great, Ben played some oldies that both of you could sing along to, the top of the car was down so your (insert hair length and color) was blowing in the wind and you didn't have a care in the world. Benedict would look in your direction with a huge grin and a laugh whenever you would put your hands in the air to enjoy the London breeze. He realized how much fun you were having that he decided to take the long way, which was a mistake. It started to drizzled outside. Neither of you were bothered, until it began to pour.
"Crap! Sorry Y/N!" Benedict said looking at you worried that he ha ruined your day. But you just threw your head back, letting out a laugh and looking up towards the sky with you eyes closed enjoying the rain, you had always loved getting caught in the rain.
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"Well that was an adventure." Benedict said as you entered the restaurant. Both of you were soaked, but neither of you could stop laughing. You both take your seat at a small table in the corner. The waiter brought you some towels to help you dry off. You both order some tea and a bisect or two.
"Hows your tea?" Benedict asked, hoping to redeem himself after the insistent with the rain.
"I think this is the best tea I have ever had!" You say with a huge smile. You were loving every second of this, and you didn't want it to end.