Officially Cumberbatched? A sequel to 'Well and truly Cumberbatched'

Chapter 33

AN: The song for this chapter is 'Halo' by Beyonce. I might try and add songs where they seem to fit the theme. Thank you for reading as always :0) x

Friday. Morning. Barnet.

My room.

“Ben”

“Hmm”

“Any more snuggles and I’ll end up never leaving my room, come on!” I pretended to moan; I was supposed to have left with Finn to go meet Phoebe about 10 minutes ago. The train station is ages away from the house. 

Grabbing my phone from the bedside table with my free hand I text her a simple ‘Running late. Blame Ben *pretend angry face*. x’ 

She replied a moment later:

‘*rolls eyes* let me guess it’s “not in that way” but probably is? Tick tock, put some clothes on for once and come meet me HJ! x’

‘NOT in that way gosh! </3’ I practically thumped the phones keyboard as I wrote it before stabbing ‘send’, easing myself a little from under Bens arm as my phone vibrated again a moment later. 

‘Yeah I’m sure it’s “not in that way”; don’t think I’ve not heard your early morning “snuggles” at your house Rosie. I suspect you’re dying of embarrassment so that’s the only tease you’ll get from me today- apparently you haven’t been teased enough recently according to the fabulous Finn x’

As routine mortification set in I looked at Ben once more. 

“Benedict Ti-

“Oh don’t do the melodramatic whole name thing, it’s ridiculous” he lamented, I simply looked over at him, eyes barely open and yet he had enough energy to sass me. 

‘Don’t ever change’ I momentarily thought. 

“I really ought to get going” I said, even Merlin looked like he wanted to tell Ben off as he sat on the bed waiting to for me.

“Okay, I’ll let you go on one condition” he paused for a moment, moving under the sheets, his hand sliding over my tummy and under my back, my left hand now resting on the back of his neck, the fine hairs dancing on the tips of my fingers. 

“And that condition would be?” I asked, wondering if Phoebe was hanging around a train station waiting and waiting; I’m not even dressed yet, well unless you count Ben’s t-shirt and nothing else as an outfit. 

Well sometimes I count it as an outfit when we’re on our own at home. 

“That you just enjoy yourself, please. Just one day where you feel alright and really alright, not thinking about anyone else, just you. Okay?”  I faintly nodded.

I can only assume it meant he and Finn had been talking about me recently, it’s not an issue but I don’t want them to be concerned all the time, it must be wearing. 

“I’ll try”

“The bobble I know doesn’t just try, that’s for mere mortals” he whispered.

“I’ll flourish in a display of awesome from not just trying but succeeding then? How’s that sound?”

“Great, I wish we could spend more days like this, just being lazy and unperturbed” he quietly trailed off, his head now resting on my chest, I felt the same. I really do.

We spend so much time apart in general I’m not sure it’s normal, routine yes given our jobs but normal...I’m not so sure. 

But I quite like the fact that even though we miss each other it doesn’t stop us from getting on with our lives individually, our relationship to each other doesn’t define us and that can only be a good thing, having a healthy relationship I mean; I felt better after what Ben said the other night, no ifs or buts about coming back to each other.