Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

Premiers Part1

One year later- Benedict's POV
"Okay that's a rap!"
I hear Steven shout with a big grin on his face, martin ruffles my curls; "

"nice job today stretch! That John and Sherlock BFF best man moment will keep tumblr busy for a while aha"

Ilaugh before removing my blue scarf and handing to my personal stylist; Joan.
I pull out my phone and see that I have a text.

Hey, what you up to?- Y/N X

Just on set, finished filming for the day thank god! What about you?- Ben X

Trying to get through the day. Can't believe I've been here a year and still haven't moved up or anything. So annoying.- Y/N X

Dont worry about it Y/N, You'll get there I promise. Hey I've been thinking, fancy going for a curry tonight?- Ben X

Yeah sure sounds good. Is Gaby and Bonnie coming? Or people from work?- Y/N X

Was thinking just the two of us?- Bx

Ooooo like a date ;)? - Y/N X

Don't flatter yourself babe. We haven't been out just the two of us together in ages.- Bx

Hmmm I'll see if I can fit you into my schedule.- Y/N X

Havent you got some work to be doing?;p - Bx

Yeah I do actually but you keep distracting me! Talk to you later- Y/N X

See ya- Bx

I put my phone in my pocket and smile as I walk into my changing room.
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Your POV
"Fancy coming to mums and dads this Christmas?" Benedict asks, dishing some curry into his bowl.

"Will they mind?" You reply.

"Don't be daft. I've told you this before, they love you more than me!" He smiles at you. You chuckle and place a forkful of curry into your mouth.
A few minutes of silence pass.

"So what do you want for your birthday?" Benedict asks casually.

"To be honest, just for you to be here. I know you have a tight schedule but it'd be nice to see you on my birthday." Benedict sighs.

"Consider it done." He smirks at you.

"Can't believe I'm going to be twenty four. Feels like yesterday that I was a young spring chicken." You sulk.

"Imagine how I feel." Benedict replies.

"I know, we're going to have to get you a walker soon. Old man"
He puts his middle finger up at you and smiles.

"I was thinking about you today actually"

"Oh god. Go on"
He puts his fork down and leans on his palms.

"Just, I don't know. I'm lucky to have you that's all."
You put your fingers down your throat and pretend to be throwing up. Benedict throws a piece of naan bread at you

"Don't be a dick about it. If you let me finish, I was going to say that I'm lucky to have someone that doesn't treat me like I'm famous. You treat me like shit" he laughs at himself

"Because you are shit" you mumble, loud enough for him to hear you.

"Fine then. I was going to ask you something but if I'm a shit then you obviously won't want to know" he smirks at you and then starts prodding his curry.

"Tell me" You say eagerly.

"Nope" he says , popping the 'p'.

"Come on Benny"
He shrugs and continues.

"Ok fine... I'm sorry for calling you a shit" You groan.
He cups his ear and leans closer to you.

"Your not a shit, your an alright dude." You say casually.

"I'll take that."

"So what is it?"

"Well... You know how I've been filming for the Imitation Game and the London premier is next Thursday right?"
You feel a smile growing on your face.

"Go on"

"Would you like to accompany me?"

"Seriously?!" You shout. He smiles and nods.

"Are you sure? I've never been to one of these before. I mean what if I mess it up? Or fall? I'll make you look like a twat!" He laughs.

"I'm already a twat. If anything you'll make me look less like a twat for being there."

"Very true" he smiles at you.

"So are you up for it?"

"Why me? You know loads of people?"

"Well no one can pose like you can they?"
He mimics a pout.

"Your such a dick." You joke.

"You do realise we need to go shopping don't you?" You say

"What for?"

"Outfits"
He has a confused look plastered on his face.

"You have dresses and I have suits?"

"We need ones that match!"
He laughs and nods.

"Very true. You can't afford to look like a tramp"
You stick your two fingers up at him and smile.