Benedict Cumberbatch Imagines

Lullabies and Kick Fights

"You are a funny one."
Benedict said with a laugh as you wiggled your toes as you both laid in your bed.
"I just can't help it!" You giggled, "Im so happy im out of that wheel chair!"
You said as you kicked Benedict playfully with your legs.
"What are you doing?" Benedict cried as he started to playfully kick you back. The baby monitor on your dresser started to blink as crying sounds played out of it.
"This kicking fight isn't over!" Benedict said as he rolled out of bed while you giggled. He walked out of the room and down the hall to where Rebecca waited for her dad to come calm her down.
"Rebecca, Darling, what's the matter?" He quietly said as he leaned over her crib. The crying stopped and her eyes widened at the sight of her daddy. She wiggled around and put her arms in the air, motioning for daddy to pick her up.
"Ohhhh if I must." Benedict said with a smile as he lifted up his little 6 month old baby girl. He swayed back and forth as the little girl looked up at him with her big blue eyes. Benedict hummed softly, attempting to lull her to sleep. Her eyes slowly closed as she drifted off to sleep with her thumb in her mouth.
"There we goooo." Benedict whispered as he laid her back into her crib. He closed the door and walked back into your room.
"Everything okay, Love?" You asked as he entered the room.
"Everything's fine, Darling." Benedict responded as he joined you on the bed again. "Well, except the fact that you're about to loose that kick fight!" He said as he began to kick your legs.
"Ohh I don't this so Mister!" You said as you flailed your legs around. This was your life. And you loved it.