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[hopepaigeturner]

🎄 Day 11: Date Night Box--Benophie

Set (as with Day 1 snippet) in 911 inspired fic I might do in the distant future.

OR

Benedict and Sophie have been finding COVID hard--what clever ideas do they think of to keep the love burning?

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Benedict pressed the ‘join meeting’ button and Sophie popped up on the screen.

“Oh wow.”

“I thought you would appreciate it.”

Sophie spun around, the silver of her jumpsuit catching the light—just as it had done on their first date.

“Date night attire, for my favourite man,” she sat down, scooping her hair over one shoulder so that the tips rested against the very deep v-neckline.

“I think that jumpsuit was the singular reason I lost to you so many times at pool that night.”

“Oh really?”

“That or the conversation—can’t quite decide.”

“Good save Bridgerton.”

Benedict shrugged with a grin.

“Bridgerton charm.”

“Don’t I know it. Your turn.”

“Your favourite jumper of mine,” he pointed to the azure jumper that Sophie always said brought out the blue in his eyes, “shirt and proper black trousers.”

"Where are your glasses."

"I had contacts in due to a meeting today with the team."

"Pity. You know I did not think I could be more attracted to you after that first night of mindblowing--"

"Conversation?"

Sophie waggled her eyebrows.

"Indeed. But then you got out of bed and put glasses on. And boy..." she whistled low, "I was gone for you." Benedict chuckled. Sophie always tried to make him feel comfortable in glasses. “By the way, I love the socks,” she continued, picking up on his sicks that had Tom Bombadil on them.

“Why thank you—I could lie and say they were Greg’s but what the hell.”

“Atleast your socks match,” Sophie swung her feet up to show one pink fuzzy sock and another orange one.

“You need a pop of colour in an outfit like that.”

Sophie laughed and Benedict felt the final fizzles of stress release from him. Honestly, lockdown with five other siblings had its highlights, but it had forced Benedict even deeper into the mediator role he had inhabited post their father’s death.

“Did you get the package?” Sophie asked.

With a grin Benedict grabbed the cardboard box and went to shake it, “Wait—no!” Sophie cried. Benedict halted. “It’s a little delicate.”

“Alright, very mysterious…can I open it?”

“Well, duh, it is a date night box for a reason,” she chimed although he noticed that she was fiddling with her mother’s necklace.

These had been Sophie idea. A month into lockdown and after various phone and zoom calls ranging from giggly to steamy, Sophie had suggested having proper date nights. Each month they would take it in turn to prepare a little box of stuff for them to do, they would keep half the content for themselves and send the rest to the other. Then they would enact the date.

Sophie had started with a movie night box, which included tv-bingo for the shows they were binging (Downtown Abbey and Game of Thrones) as well as bizarre flavours of popcorn. Benedict then sent a challenge box that included ‘truth-or-dare’ jenga. Not only did this uncover the quirkier parts about each other, but also made his family and her friends experience a night they would never forget. One highlight? Sophie walking into her kitchen, while Kate and Anthony ate Chinese, opening the cupboard and downing hot sauce, putting the bottle back, quipping, then returning to Benedict without so much a curse.

This month was Sophie’s turn and the box had arrived last night. Thankfully he had beaten Hyacinth to it, as she normally snaffled up anything from that address just in case Anthony had sent her another letter.

When lockdown had been announced, Benedict had sat across from his mother and Anthony as the former indiscreetly hinted at who she wished to stay with her to catch up on ‘lost time’.  Benedict had taken one look at Antony’s terrified eyes and volunteered himself. To make ‘amends’ Anthony sent letters or little parcels—and always prioritised family game nights on zoom.

“Go on then—open it!” Sophie cried and Benedict scoured it open and peered inside. He grinned and lifted out the items; a couple varieties of fudge, a set of little paintbrushes, clay paints and some unglazed items—a mug and a fire truck.

Benedict looked up and found Sophie holding her own unglazed mug and a car—a rough imitation of her roadster.

“I know it’s a little bit mellow, but you sounded really stressed on the phone on Wednesday and I thought this might be nice to do while we vent.” The Wednesday in question had included a Hyacinth strop, Eloise finally snapping at Francesca’s piano playing, and the news that Colin had caught COVID in Bali. “I mean..if we don’t like it we could always do something else—”

“I love it,” he stated with a proper smile for the first time that day—the smile reserved for those he did not need to perform for. “I love you.”

Sophie blushed.

“Well, good, because I need you to teach me how to paint.”

“Sophie, you know how to paint.”

“Yeah, but I’m live-online with an artist right now—people pay money for an opportunity like this.”

Benedict laughed and his eyes wandered to Sophie who continued to babble while debating paint colours.

And as always, his heart settled. And as always, he thought.

We can get through anything.

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I know, I know, not my best work for my favourite couple but I hoped you enjoyed it anyway!

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