Benedict Cumberbatch Imagines

Dating An Angel (2)

A year has passed since the Golden Globes, you were recognized more on the streets thanks to your career but also because of your incredibly famous boyfriend. Since then he's gotten bigger and better roles becoming more famous than he could've imagined.

One of his recent roles he was in progress of filming was Khan from Star Trek Into Darkness. The both of you were in the States but he was in California and you currently had to be in New York City because of a photo shoot.

It was a Friday night, sadly you had to go to bed early knowing tomorrow you would be working in the studio. Before falling asleep Ben did his nightly call. "Well hello Mr. Cumberbatch," you tiredly answered the phone.

"Hello my sweet angel," you could hear him chuckle through the line. "Long day darling?" He knew you too well. "Mhm, and tomorrow I have to go again. Stupid lights burned out and the producer called it a wrap for the day. The girls and I began getting ready to come back to the hotel but apparently the photos came out blurry and we have to redo everything. How was your day?" You finished with a yawn.

"They shouldn't exhaust precious Angles like that," he made you giggle. "My day's been well. We finished early and actually had a decent nap this afternoon," you could hear the step-back in his voice, but you didn't say anything about it.

"All villains need their beauty nap," you said getting comfortable in bed. "And cold beers.?" Ben said that more of a question than a statement. You knew what he was up to. "Ben, how many times have I told you. Don't ask me to go to a pub. Of course you can go to a pub, you deserve them. You don't even have to call saying your going to a pub, just sending me a quick message would do."

"You're an angel," he sent a kiss through the phone. "I know," you and him laughed. "I love you Y/n," his voice was filled with passion. "I love you too. I'm beat, I'll talk to you tomorrow," you turned off your stand light and placed the covers over you. "Sweet dreams love."

That's exactly what you planned on happening..until you received a call around 5 in the morning. You threw your arm beside you searching for your phone. It never stopped ringing, you squinted your eyes when the brightness hit your face, it was Ben. "Ben? What's going on? Is everything ok?"

"Helloo darling," he hiccuped, "I love you so much, you're the only girl that I love and I love you so much, I love you," he mumbled his way through the sentence. "I..love you too. Ben is everything alright? Or have you been smoking again?" You said with a groggy voice.

"Oh yeah," he cheered through the line, "I am very drunk and high." You rubbed your face, "Ben it's 5 in the morning in New York." You sighed, "We'll talk later." "Are you mad?" His voice seemed to become upset. "No I'm not. Just don't do anything stupid, okay?"

Ben mumbled at the end of the line and hung up. You sighed distressed and attempted to go back to sleep putting his abrupt end of the call aside.

Not many hours later you were woken up by your alarm. You dressed in your comfortable clothes and went to the studio to get ready and redo all the pictures. Just like Ben, you arrived late to the morning meeting the Angels were going to have.

When you got there one of your coworkers, and friend, gave you an unexpected hug. "It'll all be fine, don't worry. If you'd like to take the day off you can. We talked to the our managers and they said we could do your set of pictures another day," she was trying to comfort you.

You broke the hug, "What's going to be fine?" You curiously giggled. "You don't know..?" You had the bright smile plastered on your face, showing no sign of any depressing news. "Know what?" Your friend retreated you allowing you some space.

She would've thought you would be aware of the news by now. She inhaled, wanting to repress what she was about to say but you needed to know, "There were some pictures today, taken by paparazzi. And.. well here, see for yourself."