Stuck up prick

candles??

morning sweeps over the land like a soft fluffy blanket and Will's slept in again, his final alarm goes and he jolts up, finally awake "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE-" he skitters out of bed, stubbing his toe and falling, Winston panics, licking Will's face "hey boy, I'm alright...".  Will grunts as he gets up, throwing his clothes on, rushing out the door, no-one there to say goodbye to- he rushes as fast as he can, he obviously missed the bus, so running to the campus was his only option.

When Will arrives, out of breath, it's already break time. "for FUCKS sake!" a student over hears his mini outburst and walks away. Beverly makes her way over to Will, "lil' late Will?" she chuckles and slaps his arm, "really? Bev? was that necessary?"
she laughs audibly "hell yeah it was!" Will sighs and starts walking, and Beverly follows in close pursuit, "so- I have a date like thing later today" Will tries to start conversation, "oh really?! who with? she pretty??!!" she  gets all exited and Will sighs again "yeah...he is" Will opens his locker, putting his baggage away, looking at a timetable, all while Beverly stands there flabbergasted
"A DUDE?!"  she yells out in surprise, Will snaps back at her with a look that tells her she should have been quieter "yes Bev, he's a guy", Will turns back to his locker, passing Beverly a book she left in his locker.

"oops- sorry, so who is he?~ does he go here? is he cute? kind" she asks all kinds of questions, but Will just waves a hand at her, "Bev just- no he doesn't go here, yes, yes, yes and yes just shush", he gets things he'll need for his law studies class, checking his watch. "you got law next?"
the black haired woman is to shocked to even reply, Will Graham, the man who kissed Alana Bloom is going on a date with a MAN?!  "do you have a picture of him?" she asks curiously.
"no, but I could probably try drawing him?" Beverly eagerly nods her head "oh and- yeah I- do have law, you too?", Will nods and they head to the designated room together, Alana waves at them from the textiles room. "HI YOU TWO!" she calls out happily, "haven't seen her that happy in ages" Beverly says waving back up at her, "I wonder if it's got to do with- what's her name?"  Will puts a palm to his head trying to remember, "sorry Will, I don't remember either, but she was pretty wasn't she?" Will looks up at her, slightly annoyed "everything have to be pretty with you? you even stuck millions of those diamond dot things on the frog dissection" she laughs a little, "yeah jack wasn't too happy with that was he?" Will shakes his head trying not to giggle.

the rest of the day is just a struggle for him, he bandaged his leg himself that morning and it didn't hold up well, not to mention a kid accidentally hitting it with her locker. Abigail wasn't there either, she probably got sick, or it was her twisted father again, either way, Will left a little origami cat in her locker for when she got back, she loved when Will did this, and it clearly made her super happy each time because she'd run around showing everyone the little cat Will made. the bell sounds, signalling the end of the horrid day, at this point Will forgot about his mini date, and just went to the bus stop, reading his book on criminal minds.

a clank of bag metal sounds next to him, he gets a little spooked, jumping a little and looking next to him, seeing, Hannibal? right! the date! "Hello Will" Hannibal speaks with a soft voice "apologies for scaring you how are you tonight?", he didn't even need to ask, Will looked tired, worn out, stressed. "god- today has fuckin sucked, I may have told a friend I was going on a date with a guy and she wouldn't leave me alone about it as long as she was near me, she went home early though, thank god-"  Hannibal's face droops "are you ok with this? you don't have to come over if you're uncomforta-" he's cut off by Will talking over him "NOOOO you're finneee, it's just new for me you know? I mean- I've never had dinner with a guy who wasn't family" Will taps his book with two fingers in a rhythmic pattern, Hannibal, not short of noticing questions softly  "stimming Will?", the scruffy haired man looks up at him,  "yeah I- it's something I wish I didn't have-"  the taller blonde thinks for a second "do you do anything else like the stimulating?" Will shrugs "I don't know whether it's coz I might have like- autism or I'm just anxious". 

 "anxious? is there anything I can do to help you settle Will?", the smaller man shrugs "just- don't yell I guess, I don't like people yelling, makes my insides tense and my fight or flight response tries to kick in" in response Hannibal nods, smiling, and soon enough a bus rolls to a stop, opening it's doors, the two men get up and head on, the bus driver looks at them with a smile, before closing the doors again, the pair find a spot to sit, and Hannibal starts a conversation about the book Will's holding, "the study of murderous minds? find maniacs interesting?"
he teases, and Will smiles abit "yeah I guess, there's just something about them I understand you know?", Hannibal nods in response, "I do an extra psychology class, and getting into someone's mind tells you very much about them", Will glances over at him "trying to get into my mind? don't go in there, you won't like what's in there".

Hannibal shakes his head "of course not Will, I'd rather know who you are from things you show externally". Will smiles softly and looks down at his book, time flashes before his eyes and suddenly, Hannibal is trying to wake him.
"Will, Will it's time to get off, come on."  he flutters awake, his eyes opening slowly, he grumbles, but just as he's about to open his eyes fully, he feels himself get picked up, his eyes dart open, seeing Hannibal has lifted him, Will bags thrown over his shoulders, Hannibal carries him off the bus, and down the road to a large house, it's huge, Will can't help but drift off back to sleep, feeling safe in his new friends arms, he re-awakens roughly15 minutes later, Hannibal no-where to be seen, Will, who was laying on a couch sits up slowly, a wonderful aromatic smell wafting from somewhere in the house, he gets up, slightly starting to panic "Hannibal?!" he calls out, his voice just a little  bit shaky, "In here Will!" a voice sounds from a room nearby, Will follows the voice, and sure enough, there's Hannibal, in his apron, preparing something sweet looking for which he assumes is dessert.

"you fell asleep, so I thought I'd prepare dessert, awake enough for dinner Will"
Will slowly nods yes, and Hannibal shows him to the dining, just around the corner, a wonderful room really, "candles? is he trying to be romantic?" Will thinks to himself, the blonde  man gets Will to take a seat near one of the ends, and disappears into the kitchen for a minute or two and comes out with dishes of food and places one in front of Will, "enjoy, my dear friend" he says almost slyly, but Will brushes it off as part of his 'character' and takes a bite of his food. closing his eyes, things go black, and when he opens them, he's no longer at the dinner table, but back on the couch, a blanket over him and Hannibal sitting on a chair nearby reading a book on Achilles, Will's too confused to do anything but close his eyes once more, drifting into a deep sleep, it's the weekend, there's no school to worry about, he's safe.....for now