Trust // Hannibal Lecter (1)

drunk

'that was really beautiful.' Katrina said as they were walking through the park after the show.

'there was another purpose behind this evening...' Hannibal admitted. 'you see a marriage to Figaro,-'

'hey gorgeous,' a drunk man came stumbling into them, Hannibal pulled katrina away. 'why you wasting your time on mr. serious. When you can have a realllll man.'

'you think you're a real man?' katrina questioned annoyed.

'compared to him? Hell ye-'

'You are nothing and no one to everyone and everything, because you try to belittle people. To make others feel bad about themselves when it is you that should feel like shit for trying to ruin a happy couples night out. Youre just sad your life is falling apart. Which is why you are drunk and hitting on strangers at midnight.' She spat and turned but he grabbed her arm before Hannibal could think katrina turned back around, punched him in the nose and he collapsed to the ground. Her foot hovered above his throat. Her heel dangerous close. 'don't touch me. don't touch anyone, ever again. Because I will know and I will find you and I skewer your eyeball with my heel, deep fry it, and feed it to the hounds.' Katrina said sweetly before removing her foot. The man yelled crazy bitch and ran away, suddenly sober. Katrina heard the words after they left her mouth and she wanted to crawl into a hole and die. She didn't want to look at hannibals face, he was going to be mortified. He was going to leave her and she was going to lose the best things that ever happened to her all because she let her temper get the best of her but she turned and saw Hannibal smiling. He extended a hand and took her in his bringing it to his lips. She stayed quiet as they made their way back to the car. He went to close her door but she stopped him.

'hannibal. About that... about earlier... i... well...'

'that was the sexiest thing ive ever seen in my entire life.' He told her pulling her out of the car and kissing her with more passion then she had ever felt before.

'youre not... mad or scared or I don't know... think I'm crazy?'

'no my dear... as I was saying earlier before we were interrupted. I brought you to see a marriage of Figaro with a secondary purpose...' she watched his smile grow as he got down on one knee.

'oh my God.' She whispered a hand covering her mouth.

'katrina I think I have loved you since the moment I first saw you in my waiting room, dancing around with Esme, falling all over one another. I have grown to love esme and I admire the relationship you have with your brother. I hope one day we will be able to have our own children and they can have esme and Harvey in their lives too... every moment with you is better than a moment without. You make getting up in the morning fun, and you make me want to dance and sing out of tune and God you make me want to kiss you in the middle of rush hour for everyone to see, because I want the world to know youre mine...' katrina was speechless she couldn't breathe, this was happening or was she dreaming? 'you are my world and I know you and esme have your world but I would very much like to be apart of it. If you will let me... katrina.' He pulled out the ring and katrina started nodding not able to speak. 'yes?'

'yes, yes, yes.' She said pulling him up.

'I haven't asked you yet' he said once she pulled away... 'I make this big romantic speech and you don't even let me pop the question?' he laughed kissing her again.

'sorry, sorry go ahead.' A big smile on both their faces unable to stop, katrinas cheek hurt from how much she was smiling but she couldn't stop her face wouldn't let her.

'katrina. Rose. Simmons... will you make me the happiest man...' she kept nodding as Hannibal spoke. 'and marry me?'

'Yes.' She hugged him and didn't let go. A few passerbyers clapped and said awe but katrina didn't notice them only Hannibal and only her. he breathed her in as she clung to him, vanilla and sugar perfume, warm and sweet, just like her.

When she finally let him go she couldn't wait to get home but her apartment was going to be not sound proof enough for what she was feeling.

'perhaps a night cap at my house, before we head back?' Hannibal offered thinking the same thing.

'Yes.' She said breathlessly unable to contain her excitement. she wove her fingers with his as he drove and smiled down at the ring. It was beautiful. He was the perfect man. The ride was taking too damn long though. When they got there the car hadn't been fully parked when katrina jumped out, Hannibal had her in his arms as he carried her to the house. She pulled at his jacket and tie as he moved them. They were quick and sloppy at first needing each other and then they were slow and precise and powerful. It was 4 in the morning when they finished and katrina really hoped that everything was fine back home. She checked her phone as Hannibal ran his hand along her bare back. No messages. She texted Harvey to say they would pick up esme that night seeing as though it was already morning and she had to fall asleep... that she would take him out to dinner... that she had news.

Little did she know Harvey already knew hannibals plans. Hannibal had asked for harvey's blessing after all. And Harvey had to admit at first he thought the guy weird but he saw how much he cared for his sister and how much she loved him and he loved her, so when Hannibal brought him a bottle of vintage whiskey Harvey really couldn't say no. he was going to have a brother and maybe he wouldn't have to be so worried about katrina anymore.