Imagines/One shots *Requests Closed*

Benedict Cumberbatch x reader *request*

There was nothing like a cup of tea in England, especially when there was an attractive British actor sitting across the table from you. But you know what makes that even better? When the attractive British actor is also your boyfriend.

You still didn't know how you had a caught the eye of every woman's desire, but you had. Maybe it was your love of literature, or the fact that you loved a good joke, but either way here you were with the man every woman wanted, and you had.

"(y/n), are you alright?" Benedict asked bringing you back to reality. "What, yes, sorry I was just thinking," you replied and took another sip of your tea. "Care to share?" Benedict asked. "Oh it was nothing really, I was just thinking about some things I had read on Harry Potter yesterday," you said not wanting to reveal that you were still thinking about him. "Such as?" Benedict asked. "Oh just how J.K. Rowling thought that Hermione and Harry should've ended up together," you said remembering something you had seen months ago.

"Hm," Benedict said as he too took a sip of tea. "I guess I can sort of see it." You smiled at Benedict loving the fact that he didn't mind you constantly thinking about fictional characters and often joined in the fun. Honestly he was so polite and a dream.

After you had finished your tea the two of you walked out of the shop holding hands. A lot of people stared, but you were used to that kind of attention, almost. You were walking with someone who was incredibly famous and well known just about everywhere.

"We should go in here," Benedict said pointing to a small shop labeled Book Sleuth. It was a small hole in the wall shop, but it wasn't run down, just small. "Of course," you said. Benedict grabbed the door handle and opened it allowing you to enter first. He was always such a gentleman when it came to women, even if they weren't you. The store was small with two stories with comfortable bean bag chairs everywhere for customers to sit and have a taste of the books before they bought them.

"Hello and welcome to Book Sleuth, is there anything I can help you with?" A woman in her late fifties or early sixties said smiling behind a cash register. "Hello, no we're fine. there ins't anything in particular we're looking for," you said. "Well then peruse my books," the woman said. "Thank you madam," Benedict said. Needless to say you spent hours in that tiny book store reading exerts from Shakespeare and various other famous writers. You lounged on the bean bag chairs and snuck kisses in every once and a while.

After what seemed like ages you and Benedict finally left. "Thank you for the wonderful day," you said giving him a kiss on his cheek. "You're very much welcome," Benedict said and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips. You and Benedict continued down the street until it was time for you two to part ways.