Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

Gaby's Big Day

You hear four knocks on the door of yours and Benedict's hotel bathroom.

"Just give me a second" you mumble, trying to squeeze your arm into your dress, your left arm reaching upward with your right arm sort of tucked into your armpit.

"You've been in there for 40 minutes. What're you doing?" Benedict replies. You ignore him, yanking your other arm into the dress before pulling it down your stomach and your waist.

"Beauty takes time" you reply, sorting out the crumpled bottom of your bridesmaids dress.

"Yeah, no kidding." Benedict sarcastically replies.

"Do you want to use this bathroom? Hm?" You ask, resting your hand on your hip.

"Yes" Benedict mumbles sulkily.

"Thought so, better watch your tone there." You reply jokingly. You hear Benedict chuckle slightly on the other side of the door.

You take a look at yourself in The mirror, instantly regretting your decision to do your hair before putting your dress on- as it now looked like a birds nest.
You brush your loose curls which were now falling down your back and top up on your plain pearl lipgloss before opening the bathroom door.

"So, how do i look?" You ask Benedict; who was sat on the floor with only his smart white buttoned shirt, black pants and bow tie on. He slowly looks up at you, getting off the floor.

"Isn't a brides maids dress supposed to make you look like a complete freak of nature?" Benedict asks casually, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Gaby cut me a bit of slack" you reply, smiling at him. Benedict mirrors your smile before bringing his eyes down to his bow tie that was draped around his neck.

"Would you?" He asks, gesturing to the bow tie.

"Will you ever learn to tie a tie?" You joke, tying it. Benedict shrugs and smiles slightly.

"Perfect." You say happily, admiring your finished bow tie which was neatly positioned. Benedict smiles

"Thank you" he says happily before stroking your cheek with his thumb. You slowly bring your eyes up to meet his, his thumb tracing over your bottom lip.

"Come on, we need to get to the church" you mumble before placing a kiss on Benedict's cheek and grabbing his suit blazer from the bed and throwing it at him playfully.
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You hold tightly onto your flowers, feeling suddenly nervous as you hear the slow instrumental music playing inside the church. You turn to Gaby and see her having her veil adjusted by her dad; who was too nervous to even speak to her.
You have a chat with the other bridesmaids, complimenting each other and talking about how beautiful that Gaby looked in her wedding dress.
Her wedding dress was stunning. She had a straight dress with a low scooped back and a high front, coming up to her collar bone. Her veil trailed behind her over the top of a tiara which was sitting on her straight, silky hair.
She had a handful of daisies mixed with the lilies that you used for Bonnies flowers at her funeral.

"Ready?" Gaby asks you, squeezing your hand and interrupting you from your absent thinking. You nod and smile to her before she turns round and links arms with her dad; who places a kiss on the side of her head.

As Gaby slowly walks down the isle; linking her arm with  her dad, of the small church, you follow shortly behind  her. You feel the eyes of all of her family and friends on you all as you walk down the isle. You see Benedict at the end of the isle, smiling at you. You feel suddenly relaxed when you see his eyes fixed on you.

After Gaby's and Tom's reception, you all trekked down to the room that they'd hired for the speeches and such.
You and Benedict walk hand-in-hand down the path to the new building. All of Gaby's friends and family had walked ahead, all trying to be as close to her as possible, telling her how beautiful she looked and how amazing the ceremony was.