Benedict Cumberbatch {Imagines}

Imagine #29 - Powers {Requested}

*A/n* - This imagine was requested by DragonQueen99

Thank you for the request + I hope that you enjoy it!

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You and your boyfriend Benedict were walking home after spending a rare day out with one another. You turned the corner, hand in hand, just a street or two away from the house that you shared. As you walked, you couldn't help but notice the women, those that seemed to congregate in groups, staring at you, and Benedict as you walked together hand in hand. Seeing them made you feel awful about yourself. They all seemed so pretty, and you felt so inadequate in comparison to them. You placed a strand of hair behind your ear, and listened to what they were saying to one another as you passed then. This, right here, is an important detail; you had powers. They were real, and not just something from Netflix originals and books. You were capable of doing all sorts of things. 

"I can't believe that a man like that, is with someone like her." One of the women said, making you feel a strange sense of sickness, and anger. "Agreed. If I could, I'd make him mine." With a quick movement of your hand, one of the drinks went flying into the air, and all over them. You let out a small laugh, before you felt something wash over you, and became really dizzy.

Benedict placed one of his hands on your shoulder, and the other around your waist.  "Babe, are you feeling okay?" He asked, concerned. You smiled at him. "Of course. What makes you think that I'm not?" He looked you straight in the eye, his hand still placed firmly on your shoulder. "You don't look so well."

"Honestly babe, I'm fine." As you finished your sentence, you grabbed hold of him as your vision became blurry, before it went black. You had fainted on Benedict, and luckily he had caught you. You had used your powers too much over the past few months, and this had been the one thing that tipped you over the edge; now you were completely drained. "(Y/n)!" Benedict had shouted as you collapsed into his arms, one of your arms was draped over his shoulder. He carried you up to the front door of your house, and headed inside, closing the door behind him with his foot.  He took you upstairs, and placed you onto the bed. As he left the room to get you some water for when you woke up. Your body began to heal itself, lifting you up from the bed magically. Obviously, this was the last thing that Benedict expected, and so when he entered the room to see you levitating in the air, he dropped the glass of water onto the floor. It shattered as he ran over to the bedside. "(Y/n)?" He asked, calmly, as you came back down, and landed in his arms. "This doesn't change anything." He whispered. "I still love you no matter what."