Bendict Cumberbatch Imagines

Hiccup

THIS GIF! THISSSSSSSS GIF!!!!!!! I LOVE THE LAST ENEMYYYYYYYYYYYY AHHHHHHHH BEN WHY U DO DISSSSSSSSSSS

You and Ben have been married for a few years and your relationship is going downhill a bit.

A little sad...

#SingleTearBatch

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You and Ben have been married for little over 3 years now, but it seems like your relationship is slowly falling apart. Ben has been super busy with filming, leaving you all alone to sit in the house and stare at a wall. 

Suddenly, you heard the front door open to the house; but instead of running to him, like you normally did, you continued scrubbing the dishes, barely noticing his arrival at all. "Hello." He said, breaking the unbearable silence between you two when he came into the kitchen. "How was your day?" He asked plainly, getting a beer out of the fridge and opening it.

"Boring. I cleaned. You?"

"Tiring. I filmed." And that was about the most conversation you had; Ben sat down on the couch, sipped his beer and watched football (soccer for you Americans XD) while you went upstairs to take a shower. You couldn't help but let out a few sobs in there. How could you hold them back? The man that you loved so dearly was slowly fading out of your life.

When you got out and dried yourself off, wiping the makeup streaming down your face and putting your hair in a tight but messy bun. You walked out with your towel around you to see Ben reading a book on the edge of the bed contently. "You've been crying." He said simply, not looking up from his book. 

You elected to ignore him and took your towel off, back facing away from him as you took your clothes out of the drawers, sliding them over your damp body. You got into bed, the tension high. "(Y/N)." He said firmly, this time looking up from his book and across to you. "Why were you crying?" This was your chance, your chance to tell him how you really feel so we could get it all out of the way.

"Ben..." You whispered, trying to keep your voice strong and failing to do so. "I- I'm not happy anymore. Our marriage is falling apart and I feel like you don't love me anymore." He stiffened up at the last sentence, putting his book down on the night stand and turning to face me.

"You're... not happy anymore?"

"No Ben. I feel like we've been avoiding each other and you've been gone for so long." Your voice cracked at the end, tears easily finding their way into your eyes.

"W-What do you plan on doing then?" He asked shakily, as if he knew what the answer was and he was going to regret hearing it.

"I don't... like to think about it... but I was thinking about..." You took a deep breath before your next words, "a... a divorce." 

He breathed out, his eyes beginning to glaze over and his cheeks flushing red. "Oh god, (Y/N)." He whispered, burying his face in his hands and raking his fingers through his hair. "P-please don't file for a divorce. (Y/N)... I'm so so sorry you feel this way. I've been too distant and I'm really sorry... I've just been so focused on work and... just... I love you, so much, please... I can't lose you." He said, fully turning around and cupping your face with his hands. You missed this. This. The affection, the love. Everything.

He got closer to you face, kissing your cheek and ghosting his lips across yours. "I've been aching to kiss you." He said, his lips quivering a bit in the words. 

"Then what are you waiting for?" And with your words, he crashed his lips into yours, moaning at the familiar taste of you. You smiled, deepening the kiss as your hands carted through his brown locks. A groan rumbled from deep inside his chest and he pushed you back onto the bed, kissing your neck tenderly. 

"I love you... too much to lose you. Stay with me (Y/N)."

"I promise Ben; it's just a hiccup, we can get through- ah!" His hands fell on your breasts and started lightly massaging them. You don't remember when he took your shirt off, but you didn't care. You unbuttoned each of his buttons and threw his shirt on the floor beside yours.

"I'm dying to make love to you." He purred in your ear, his voice dropping and his hand sliding down your stomach.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

--- SORRY NO SMUT IT'S LIKE 11:00 PM AND IT'S TOO LATE FOR SMUT XD ---

You both panted as you settled from your high. Neither of you were sleepy or spent, but you lied their in the dark anyway, drinking in each other's company. For what felt like the first time in forever, Ben put his arm around you and pulled you close, back to his old possessive self.

"You're mine." He whispered, stroking your stomach with his finger as he pulled you impossibly close. This is what you missed. The love. The affection. Ben. Your Ben.

"And you're mine." You whispered back, leaving your hot breath on his neck you knew drove him crazy. 

It was true, he was yours and you were his. You had no idea how much you meant to him, and he had no idea how much he meant to you. But you both know you'll never regret those words that made you each others. These words made you his forever, and him your always.

'I do.'

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DAWWWWW FLUFFY FLUFF IS FLUFFY

Anyway, I was writing this at 10:00 at night so I apologize for any mistakes or for bad writing in general.

Have a great night/day my lovelies xx