Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

The Notebook

Two Months Later
"What do you think of this one?" Gaby asks you, holding a purple brides maids dress in front of you. You glance at it before shaking your head.

"are you kidding?" You ask, looking at the blue ruffles on the neckline. Gaby looks at the dress and then back at you before shrugging

"No" you say sternly but softly, taking the hanger from her grip and putting it back on the rack.

"I know that this is supposed to be your big day Gab, but I don't want to look like a plum just to make you look better. We're not that close" you joke. Gaby laughs before her phone suddenly rings in her bag. She looks at you then turns to her bag and puts the phone to her ear.

"Tom" she mouths, smiling to you. You smile back and nod, turning to look around the rest of the shop.

You feel arms slowly work their way around your neck but before you could identity who it was, you had turned round and swiftly smacked the person.
You turn round fully and see Benedict cradling his neck, his eyes shut with the obvious pain he was in.

"Nice to see you too!" He moans , rubbing his injured neck. You try to hide your smile, pretending to look at his neck.

"Are you laughing at me?" He asks. You shake  your head, trying to cover your smile with your hands.

"You are! Remind me never to be nice to you in public again" Benedict sulks. You smirk and roll your eyes playfully before pecking a kiss on his left cheek.

"Love you" you say happily, grabbing his hand and pulling him behind you.
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"I don't  understand what it is about women and dresses?" Benedict moans, typing something on his phone as You rummage through the hangers

"That's because your a bloke. You wouldn't understand." You reply casually, examining a pink dress.

"That is very sexist of you miss Y/S/N." Benedict says cheekily. You playfully glare at him before turning back to the dresses on the hook.

"Well this is sort of a big occasion, our best friends wedding. I need to look nice" you say casually.

"Yeah but doesn't Gaby pick the bridesmaid dresses?" Benedict asks. You nod at him.

"Well then why are you here alone looking?" He asks, chuckling. You shrug.

"You didn't see some of the beasts she had picked out before. She needs my help" you joke, making Benedict laugh.
Benedict tuts loudly before placing his hand softly on your shoulder. You turn to him, seeing that he had his attention fixed on a group of men with cameras in front of the store. You roll your eyes before taking his hand in yours and squeezing it softly.

"Come on, let's go and get some lunch." You say softly, his eyes however remain on the men.
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"This will forever be my favourite pasty shop" you say contently, earring your sausage roll with one hand and your other hand entwined with Benedict's. He nods in agreement.

"It's always weird walking past the Sherlock set when I'm not actually working. It feels like I'm slacking off" Benedict says casually as you both walk past Baker Street where there were crew members setting up for Extra's filming.

"Do you ever think about what you would be doing if you weren't an actor?" You ask him. Benedict flickers his eyes to you before looking ahead at where he was walking.