Benedict Cumberbatch {Imagines}

Imagine #6 ~ Corner of 5th Avenue

You were walking home, just like you did after every long day at work. You worked for a crappy company who did nothing but treat you like dirt and you were getting sick of it, but what else could you do? 

It was that time of day, where the streets were busy but slowly getting quieter, usually because everyone was at home, getting ready for their big nights out and what were you doing? You were most likely staying at home, ordering in and binge watching Netflix because it was practically your current relationship status. 

You turned the corner, heading onto 5th Avenue, trying to avoid the crowds of people you met suddenly. Dodging out of the way, you went to sit on a bench that sat on the corner. As you sat down, you realised that you often sat here when the crowds got too much or when you felt like you were getting in the way. Hell, you always felt like you were getting in the way. You watched all of the people go by as you usually did and wondered what their lives were like. What makes them happy? What makes them sad? What are they going through right now? If you knew what their problems were, would you be able to help them?  These were just a few things you thought about. 

Someone sat down beside you but you didn't look up at them. You had begun scrolling through your emails but decided to ignore them all and catch up on them tomorrow instead, you had had just about enough of work for today. 

"(Y/n)? Is that you?" Now you had to look up. You looked at the man sitting next to you and smiled in disbelief. "Benedict?" You laughed. "Oh my god!" He pulled you into a hug. "How are you?" You asked him. It had been ages since the two of you had last spoken. "I'm good. How about you." You nodded in reply. "Yeah, you know. I'm getting by." You smiled.

It was so strange seeing Benedict again. One thing that you had immediately noticed about him was that he had not changed one bit. He was still as handsome as he had been when you had known him years before. 

The two of you remained seated on the bench for what felt like hours, just talking and catching up on all the things that you had missed in the years you'd spent apart from one another. "Hey." Benedict said, almost as though he'd only just noticed that it had gone dark in the time you'd been talking. "Do you want to go for a drink?" 

"I'd love too." You smiled as you took his arm and the two of you headed off into the night, arm in arm. 

(A/n - Sorry I haven't updated in a while. A lot of crap has been going on but here you go! Hope you enjoyed!)