Bendict Cumberbatch Imagines

Photoshoot

You and Ben have been dating for a while and you decide to accompany him on one of his photoshoots. He's a bit embarrassed about it and you find it absolutely adorable.

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"Do you have to come?" Ben whined in the car, keeping his eyes fixed on the fast-moving black road in front of him. You huffed and crossed your arms, giving him a glare that you knew he would never question. He groaned like a 5-year-old and continued to drive. 

You gave a satisfied smile and leaned back in his Jaguar, knowing that you've won the argument. He pulled up to a small little studio in London, already seeing the flashes of the cameras shine through the windows. He huffed and reluctantly got out of the car, already in his suit and bowtie that the people told them to dress in. 

Walking around, he opened your door, and you refused to make eye contact with him because he had that puppy dog face that never failed to make your heart melt on. "Baby, look at me."

"No." You teased, your heels clicking against the pavement quickly in attempt to run away from him. He wrapped his arms around your stomach and pulled you closer, leaving a warm kiss on your cheek, making you squeal.

"Come here you tease." He chuckled, burying his head into your neck and taking your hand, reluctantly leading you up the stairs to the flashing lights of the studio. You shielded your eyes for a second, but quickly got used to it because you knew that Ben would leave in a flash if he saw you uncomfortable. 

"Ben!" A pretty young adult woman said, standing up from her squat on the floor, camera still in hand. Her blush complimented her face well, a little black eyeliner and eye shadow around the eyes and a shade of dark red lipstick. She wore a black graphic tee and dark blue ripped jeans, a small piercing on her nose and a small tattoo on her wrist. "So great to see you again!" She said happily, bringing him for an embrace and patting him on the back, looking at you when she pulled out. "Who's this?"

"This is (Y/N), my girlfriend." He stated, protectively wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close.

"Well she's a pretty one isn't she!" She said, smiling and showing you her glowing white teeth. "He's not too bad either." She whispered - though loud enough for him to hear - throwing you a wink and laughing. This girl was VERY friendly considering how serious everyone else was in the studio.

Suddenly, she clapped her hands together. "Alright Ben, let us get to work and you'll be out of here faster than you can change props." A bunch of people rushed towards Ben, causing you to jump out of the way, but he stayed still, obviously used to the situation. They came at him with brushes of blush and lint rollers, forcefully rolling down his suit and applying blush to his non-existent blemishes. When they were done with the makeup, one of them untied his bow tie and placed it carefully, but also trying to make it look messy. Another one frilled up his already curly hair and messed it up a bit, putting every piece in the right place and adding a bit of product.

"Alrighty Ben, let's go." The girl said, taking his arm and taking him towards a white sheeted, green screen type corner of the room. You followed behind, taking in the way that the woman's hair bounced when she walked, a nice shade of auburn with tiny blue streaks in it. "Just go ahead and stand over there." She said, taking the camera off from around her neck and holding it carefully in her hands. A girl came and handed him a violin bow, then left as quickly as she did. 

Ben stood there awkwardly for a few moments, looking at you with a light shade of blush showing across his cheeks. "He really likes you." She said, looking down at you and smiling. "Sorry, I don't think I gave you my name." You shook your head, smiling and out of the corner of your eyes, seeing Ben staring at the camera, trying to do this while you weren't watching. "It's Adessa. Adessa Damiachi." She said, holding out her hand for you to shake.