In Love and Murder// Hannigram Fanfiction✔

𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙- 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴 𝕷𝖎𝖊 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍

Will couldn't focus on anything all day.

He knew he had to go and see Hannibal and tell him exactly how he felt about him.

Jack had noticed Will's jitters and decided to intervene after his lecture. He waited for all of the agents in training to slowly filter from the room before stepping in to talk.

"Are you sure you don't need to see Dr. Lecter, Will?"

"If it's going to help you sleep, I've scheduled an appointment with him tonight."

"And you said that therapy didn't work on you." 

Jack had mixed feelings about Will seeing Dr. Lecter, on one hand it seemed like he was helping Will, but ever since he had begun seeing him, he would blank out for periods of time and would often be paranoid or see things that weren't there.

He knew that he couldn't comment on Lecter's therapy as he wasn't psychologically trained himself, but something within him told him that he should find a more appropriate fit for Will's mental state.

Then again, Will probably wouldn't discuss his inner workings with anybody else on the planet.

•~•~•~

Will called Hannibal and asked him if he could come over to see him, and possibly have dinner with him. 

Hannibal was delighted and was happy to finally be able to cook for Will. The pair dined at the relatively early hour of 8pm. Hannibal decided to question Will during dinner.

The conversation started as banter, and took a sharp turn when only the pairs empty plates were left on the table.

"What sprung your sudden urge to see me, Will?"

"I.. I'm not quite too sure."

"You seem flustered, is everything okay?"

"Yes, yes of course."

Will felt a lump in his throat, and he couldn't help but feel as though Hannibal could see right through him.

"I can tell when something is troubling you Will, are you going to tell me, or bottle it up?"

"I would tell you, but my vocabulary seems limited at the moment."

"Did you discover something about me while Bedelia was your therapist?"

"I.. did."

"And..?"

Will inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Do you really see something worth loving about me?"

Hannibal smirked. "Very much so. Your compassion is admirable and I enjoy your company. All things aside I do feel as though we could take this relationship down a lovers route."

Will laughed nervously and Hannibal's heart was racing in his chest.

"I was thinking the same thing." Will breathlessly admitted. 

Neither of the men could tell if they were dreaming or in the physical world, but neither of them knew what to do now.

"They do say absense makes the heart grow fonder," Hannibal said getting out of his chair. Will honestly thought he was taking his plate in usual Hannibal fashion.

Instead he placed his index finger under Will's chin, and guided his face to look up at him.

"Should we put that to the test?"

Will couldn't do anything but nod slightly. He felt so captivated by Hannibal, but still he stood up and Hannibal cupped his face and pulled him in for a kiss.

Things were slowly falling into place as Hannibal held Will the way that he always wanted to. He breathed in this feeling and let it take its course through his veins and electrify every inch of muscle.

He could feel Will and himself begin to blur into a strange masterpiece.

He'd never felt this way before with anybody else, he was thriving off of pure ecstasy in these moments as he and his lover created their own sort of long-overdue chaos. Sinful felt to be too kind of a word to use in Will's mind for this enthralling act. 

Hannibal somehow already knew how to strike the perfect chords and create a melody that only he and Will would understand. Nothing felt real between the king-sized fitted sheets of Hannibal Lecter's bed.

•~•~•~

Hannibal awoke well before Will, and couldn't help but smile.

The sleeping outline of Will Graham made Hannibal have a flutter of happiness as he watched the rising and falling of the blankets beside him.

He checked the time, it was 9.35.

He would've gotten out of bed, but he really didn't want to disturb the sleeping figure beside him.

There was a rather loud and aggressive knock at the front door, which woke Will up. He rolled over to his left to see Hannibal putting on a red v-neck sweater and heading to answer the door. God he loved looking at Hannibal's collarbones.

Will didn't really hear the rest of the conversation, but he knew that Jack was speaking to Hannibal about something. He took notice of the conversation when Jack asked: "Is there anybody in the house that can prove you were here all night?"

Will pulled on some of his own clothes and walked out of the door to be Hannibal's alibi.

Jack's eyes nearly fell out of his head and he tried to brush it off.

"I was here with Hannibal all night, Jack."