Benedict Cumberbatch {Imagines}

Imagine #3 - Flowers

Unfortunately, Benedict had to go away to America to do some filming, meaning that he was missing your four year anniversary and you were unable to go with him as you had to stay in the UK for work as you also worked in the movie industry. He had tried to put it off and practically begged for the production team to let him go out there the day after your anniversary but they were persistent and therefore he had to go out there. However, you were completely understanding and knew how important his work was to him as well as the people he cared about. 

"(Y/n)! It's our anniversary! I can't leave you here on your own!" 

"Babe. Go. I'll be fine." You had said to him as he kissed you.

However, luckily for you, you had most of the day to yourself,  giving you time to read scripts, reply to emails and make any necessary phone calls.  You were reading a script when you got a text from  Benedict. "Happy  Anniversary babe. You're my world and I miss you so much. I'll ring you later xxx"  You smiled, you missed him so much. You re-read the text several times before you started to reply but you were interrupted by a knock on the door. 

You placed the phone down and got up from the table to answer the door. You opened the door, only to find Benedict stood there, holding a huge bunch of roses in his hand. "Benedict!" You said in surprise before throwing your arms around him and kissing him. 

"I thought you were in America!" He laughed at you, kissing you back, leading you inside the house. "(Y/n). Did you really miss our four year anniversary?" He smiled that perfect smile that always made you feel weak at the knees; every goddamn time. All you could do was smile back at him, there were no words. Benedict was too perfect for words to describe. "I can't believe you flew back for our anniversary." You said, turning around, placing the roses that Benedict had surprised you with in a vase. "There's also something else I wanted to do while I was out here." He said, you placing the vase down by the sink, until you found the perfect place to put it. "There's something I need to ask you." He said. 

"What's that?" You asked turning back around to find Benedict, on one knee, holding one of  his hands out, with the other holding a ring. You took his hand as he said; "(Y/n), I have been in love with you for four years and these four years have been the best years of my life. I wake up next to you everyday and I realise that I want those four years to become forever because you are the only person I ever want to be with for the rest of my life." He smiled and took a deep breath. "(Y/n)? Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" 

"Yes!" You kissed him as he placed the ring on your finger. "Yes in every language in the world."

"That's a lot of yeses." Benedict laughed. "I love you."

"I love you too."