What Were You Asking?: A Benedict Cumberbatch x Reader Drabble
You woke up slowly, relishing the warmth coming peeking through the curtains in your bed. You pressed your face back into your pillow, reaching out your hand to move in closer to Benedict. However, your hand only met cold sheets. You gripped the sheets, sitting up in the bed to look around and see if Benedict was in the room. When you discovered that he wasn’t, you frowned.
”Ben?” You called out, beginning to climb out of the bed. You ran a hand through your hair, rubbing the drowsiness out of your eyes with your right hand. You smiled when you heard Benedict’s footsteps coming down the hallway. You sat back down on the bed as he came into view. “There you are.” Benedict smiled at you, looking down a bit. After spending two years together, you could tell when he was nervous, and he was nervous right now. You raised an eyebrow, extending your left hand towards him. “Come h-“ The word died in your throat as you noticed a sparkle on your left hand. Your eyes widened a bit as you pulled your hand back towards you, inspecting the diamond ring. “Benedict.” His name came out in a breath, and you looked up at the man who was moving closer to you now.
He had a smile on his face as he kneeled beside you, “You only just noticed?” He chuckled as you nodded, eyes flickering over him briefly before looking back at the ring. “I’m sorry I couldn’t think of a better way to ask.. There wasn’t any way that was worthy enough for you, so I just..” Benedict took your hands in his own, thumb grazing over the ring.