Ben Affleck Imagines

Cold January Nights

Bitter January cold stings your face as you step out of the bar.You shiver and pull your coat tighter around yourself as it gets colder. A smile pulls at the corner of your mouth at the tall man standing by the fog and backlit by the neon in the windows beyond.  A few short steps that bring you alongside him and he jumps slightly when he notices you.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." You laugh lightly as he presses his hands deeper into his coat pockets and shoots you a small smile.

"It's okay." You tilt your head to the side as you study your friend in the neon light. You'd met Ben Affleck almost two years ago when you were on a movie set to the filming for a agent I'm his movie. The acting gig was quite short mostly due to Chris's refusal to take any more days off than required but you and Ben had become good friends in the few weeks that you were there. He clears his throat pulling you out of your mind. You throw a glance over your shoulder at the bar entrance.

"Are you waiting on someone?" Ben asks absently scuffing his shoe against the curb.

"Well I was going to wait for my friend Lily but I think she's found a different kind of friend for the evening." Ben Laughed A bit at that.

"I see." You couldn't help but admire him in the dim colored light. The blue glow painted sharp shadows across his face and played through his hair. A splash of yellow illuminated the open collar of his shirt and you felt butterflies rise in your chest. You forced yourself to look away as your phone chimed the display in your hand lighting up with a text from Lily

"Getting a taxi. Sure you'll be alright?" You type a quick response and send it off just to make sure to her that you would be fine and look back up.

"Were you waiting for anyone?" Ben shakes his head.

"No the rest of my team is still inside but I was thinking of catching the metro home." What's that line about opportunity knocking only once?

"It's getting late." You say. "Walk me home? It's really not too far." The smile he offers you sends the butterflies in your chest.

"Of course lead the way." You return his smile and turn in the direction of your house. Ben falls into step beside you slowing down his walking a bit to accommodate your shorter legs and heels. After a few moments of comfortable silence you speak again.

"So Ben have you read anything interesting lately?"

"Yes I have actually. I found a very interesting article the other day about the book 'Their Eyes Were Watching God' by Zora Neale Hurston. I read it on the plane ride back from set yesterday. Have you read it?" The mention of the book made you chuckle slightly you hadn't even thought of your high school assigned reading in like a decade.

"Yeah in the twelfth grade back in California. It was my favorite book we read that year." You feel his smile more than you can see it. The two of you walk side by side as you happily listen to Ben's analysis chiming in every once in a while with your own insight and opinions based on what you could remember of the book. You were happy to listen to him ramble though, you love the way his voice rises when he touches on a point he was particularly excited about. Even while walking he talks with his hands emphasizing his thoughts with little gestures. You know you're watching his hands a little too closely you do it often, but you don't care enough to look away. Your crush on him was a secret that was kept at set had clocked it almost immediately when Lily saw the two of you talking in the food tables once. She'd ambushed you by the elevator a knowing sneaky smile on her face. Matt knew then by default and the other people had to have seen it. The only actor you wanted to notice though remained oblivious.

Suddenly your foot caught on the pavement and you stumbled forward a bit nearly going sprawling but a strong arm shot out to steady you. Ben helped you up but kept your arm linked with his. Probably a good thing because you felt like you were about to pass out from embarrassment and maybe a little bit because of the fact that he was touching you.

"You alright?" His voice is soft and the concern you hear in it sends sparklers along your spine. The arm you have linked in his feels like it's covered in static.

"Yeah the pavement really fucking attacked me." You joke looking up at him. What you see freezes you in place. Ben stands over you while looking down at you with a surprisingly soft smile. Your cheeks burn and you hope that it's dark enough that he doesn't see you blush.

"It's not far now only a block or so." Ben nods and gently leads you forward keeping your arm tucked securely in his. You walk the rest of the way in silence and you swear that Ben could probably hear your heart beating in your chest like it was trying to escape. At the steps of your building you stop and Ben let's go of your arm.

"Nice place." He says peering up at the building probably analyzing the architecture. You smiled as he just admired the building from up close he was very intrigued just wondering what was going on in that brain of his.

"Thanks if you ask nicely enough I might just invite you up." You had barely finished your sentence when a gentle hand cupped your cheek and drew you forward. Before you can process whatever the fuck was happening Ben is kissing you. You feel as though you're going to float away the cold of the night immediately disappearing from your skin. The kiss is light he holds you softly so as to give you room to pull away. Ben's lips are soft and warm his slight stubble tickling your face and causing you to smile into the kiss. Your hands rest instinctively on his sides and you kiss him back giving into it two years of unsaid words. Ben pulls back slightly and rests his forehead against yours.

"Does that count as asking nicely?"