Benedict Cumberbatch Imagines

One drink

A/n: Requested by kirty999 

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"Just one drink," Benedict Cumberbatch tugged at your arm. "Ben, I need to finish this in two days, my boss is literally on my ass all day. I can't slack off right now," you whined. "I'm not asking you to get drunk, just one beer," he pouted his lip.

"Ben, this article needs to be done, I have nothing done for it," you sighed. "I'll help you," he grabbed you by the hands, "it'll be a great way to take off your stress." You rolled your eyes, this really wasn't a great idea. You couldn't deny that you really needed a beer, but not now.

"You can't let your friend go to the pub all by themselves," Ben complained. "By friend do you mean you?" You enquired. "Please Y/n," he childishly smiled. "Oh my god I can't believe I'm actually going," you breathed in defeat. "Yes! Oh come on you'll love it!" He winked as he led you out your flat.

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"You're who?" You slurred your words and wobbled in your chair. "Shh.. Khan," he whispered shouted and chugged his remaining drink. "No way!" You screamed getting the attention of the almost lonely pub. Ben placed his index finger on your lips, "I.. said.. shh."

You shrugged and finished your drink. The bartender came to the both of you, "Would you like me to get you a cab?" You eyed at him, "We're not drunk," you wobbled your head. Ben just nodded his head. "Well if your not drunk then who's going pay for the 6 vodkas, 3 whiskeys, 4 shots of tequila and 2 beers?" The bartender gazed at you and Ben. "You said one drink only," you scolded at him.

"No, I said one beer. We did have a beer each," Ben corrected. "Then you had a shot of tequila each to get some energy," a guy next to you commented. "Oh and we started from there," Ben finished for the guy.

"Hey, my name's Michael," he introduced himself. "Hi," you cheekily smiled at him. Michael turned to the bartender, "Vodkas and tequila on me." Ben shook his head, "No no no, I'm an actor I can pay."

Michael raised a brow, "Oh you two are together then?" You turned to Ben then back at Michael. Ben was ready to respond 'yes' but you beat him. "No," you turned your body to him. Ben was brought aback a bit.

You began talking to Michael while Ben sat beside you feeling like a third wheel. After a few minutes Micheal went to the loo and you turned back to Ben. "Wow he's.. amazing," you happily sighed. Ben hummed in annoyance.

"Thank you for bringing me for just one beer," you hugged his arm. He rolled his eyes, "At least one of us is enjoying the night." You nudged at his arm, "Oh come one, you must have your eye on someone."

Ben had gotten another drink, he took a sip of it, "I've had my eye on her since we got here." You smiled, "Why don't you go chat with her?" Ben avoided eye contact, "Because she.. left already." He hesitated his sentence.

"Ready to go?" Michael enquired nearby. "Yeah," you dumbly smiled and got up from your seat. "You aren't leaving with him are you?" Ben whispered to you. "I am," you weren't thinking because of the alcohol intoxication. Ben shook his head in disapproval and didn't say goodbye once you left.

He took his phone out and saw his lock screen of you him together, "You're not here anymore." The bartender realized he was talking to himself, "Mate, we're closing soon." Ben knitted his brows, "It says it closes at 2 in the morning."

"Exactly, there's five minutes left. The other guy only paid for her drinks, you gotta pay yours," he retreated to do other things. Ben got out money and mumbled under his breath. After a short minute the bartender gave him his change. "Are you sure you don't need a cab?" The bartender enquired.