making dinner

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Will entered the kitchen, standing next to Hannibal, who was conjecting something to the man... And next thing he knows, he was grabbing the sharp knife out of Hannibal's hand and starting to cut off the skin... With little hints of the professorial man, he did a nice job.
After that, Hannibal used an ax to cut the leg and turned to Will, hand him the ax. "Would you plant the meat in the fridge, Will?"
Will approved with taking the ax and started to chop it into little pieces. Meanwhile Hannibal cut the leg into steak size meat. The profiler was amazed by his skills and was a bit ashamed that he's not as good as him. After a couple of hours the work was done. Hannibal got close to Will, placed his hand on Will's chick that made Will to rob his face into Hannibal's hand, feeling the beard on his hand made him smile. "Get some rest William, I'll call you when dinner was ready." Hannibal said with the kindest voice. Will put his hand on Hannibal's and said"you're tired like me... Let me help."
"The hard part is done, cooking is nothing... Please, be still and allow me to do."
They hunted eachother's gaze for a second.. then Will agreed with a smile and slowly exited the kitchen.
Hannibal's mind started to function after a moment and started to cook.
After some hours, when dinner was ready, Hannibal went to Will's room to call him. He stood next to the door and called hin name...when he didn't get any respond, he let himself to enter the room. He saw his love of life, sleeping so peacefully like a baby. He sat in front of him and put his hand in that brown hair and nuzzled.
Will opened his eyes and faced two ocean looking at him. He was drowning in the oceans when he heard that calm voice. "Dinner's ready." He smiled and stood up and they went to the kitchen to have that damn steak that the blonde man was cooked. Will would swear that it was one of the best meal he had...

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