Current Day- Three Weeks Later
You hadn't really spoken to Benedict since your Skype call two days ago. Usually you skyped him at least once a day, so it was a weird feeling.
He had the Oscars tonight so you knew that you needed to speak to him beforehand and wish him good luck ect.You sigh as you climb out of bed and slowly walk over to your laptop before sitting down at your desk and loading up Skype.
You run your fingers through your hair (to try and make it look less like you'd been dragged through a bush) and before you knew it, Benedict's face popped up on the other side of the screen."Hey" he says quietly, smiling awkwardly.
You mirror his smile and wave awkwardly."You okay?" He asks, buttoning his shirt up. You nod
"You?" You reply. Benedict nods as he flattens the collar of his shirt down.
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"Are things... Awkward between us?" Benedict asks slowly.
You flicker your eyes around your room"Because that really wasn't my intention" he adds.
You nod"I know that it wasn't Ben. It's fine" you reply casually.
"I'm really sorry" he says quietly.
You smile sadly and nod"Me too" you reply.
Benedict knits his eyebrows together."What're you sorry for- you didn't do anything wrong?" He asks, his face full of concern.
"I'm just sorry about everything." You Reply, sighing.
Benedict smiles appreciatively.
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"I've got my suit sorted" he blurts happily.
You force a smile onto your face as he runs off before returning moments later with a white suit on a hanger."That's very... White. Are you sure you can be trusted with white?" you ask, laughing slightly. Benedict playfully glares at you.
"I thought I'd go classy" he replies, admiring his suit.
"Why, it's only the Oscars?" you reply sarcastically.
Benedict laughs."How much did that cost you anyway?" You ask.
Benedict thinks for a moment"You don't want to know" he replies casually, placing the suit next to him on the sofa.
"I am nervous though" he says, rubbing his hands together.
"I can tell"
You reply, smiling slightly. Benedict leans forward"Can you?" He asks worriedly.
You nod"You rub the back of your neck when your nervous" you reply casually. Benedict thinks for a minute and then smiles
"Oh god, I suppose I do yeah" he replieS, laughing slightly.
You smile and shrug."You must've seen me worried a lot of times to have picked up on that habit" he adds.
"Well , you spend five years with someone and you start to pick up on their habits" you reply, smiling slightly.
"Don't worry about tonight though, I have complete faith that you won't make a complete dick out of yourself" you say, smiling. Benedict laughs.

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Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)
FanfictionYours and Benedict's journey through; love, hate, fights and friendship brings tears of both joy and sadness as you wonder the possibilities of your life with famous actor Benedict Cumberbatch. This is your story and adventure of your endless and u...