Hannibal/Will x Reader Oneshots

Yandere Hannibal

It had been a long time coming but Hannibal finally had what he craved for so long, he had you.

He stood by your bed and watched as you sleeped peacefully.

Everything had gone exactly according to plan, your apartment sold, your stuff moved here and everyone you knew thought you were dead.

He smiled and gently ran his hand along the side of your face. You groaned and slowly woke up to see him.

"H-Hannibal...?" You whispered in confusion.

"Shh, don't be afraid." He said, still touching your face with his cold hand.

"What's going on?" You asked as he smiled, it was cold and held no emotion.

"Well, you found out my little secret, didn't you? On your way to Will to tell him and beg him for safety." He said as you paled and stared at him, your life ended here.

"Hannibal... Please, don't do this." You whispered making him chuckle darkly.

"Killing you would make a lot of sense, no loose ends, clean break and no one would know. Afterall you have a track record of suicide attempts." He said, your stare trying to hide how terrified you were.

"But, I decided against that because I don't think life would be quite so entertaining without you. For a long time I've planned this out, long before you found out my secret. I never realised how empty this house felt before I met you and you left to go to your own home..." He whispered, stroking your hair gently.

"So, what are you going to do?" You asked, your voice laced with fear.

"Well, to everyone else you're dead, my dear. A tragic fire in your apartment, burnt everything, including your body. I cut your hair, that way they would find some DNA. I also didn't enjoy the long hair, I like it nice and short to see your face." He said as you stared at him in horror.

"What... What the hell have you done!?" You shouted before he quickly reached up and wrapped his hand around your throat, the action quick and strong, quickly cutting off your air supply.

"I don't appreciate that tone, and I don't appreciate yelling in my house. I will let you breath if you keep your mouth shut, understood?" He asked as you gripped his wrist and nodded a little.

He let go of you and you sat up, gasping for air.

"Now, I could've just killed you very easily just now. But, I didn't. So, what do you say?" He asked, tilting his head as you stared at him in fear.

"T-Thank you." You whispered making him smile.

"That's a good girl. Now, there's going to be some certain rules here, my dear." He said, as you continued to stare at him.

He rested his hand on your thigh.

"You're never to leave this house, you are to listen to me, do as I say and I'll treat you better than you've ever been treated, my dear. Luxuries, pleasures, wonderful food...whatever you want." He said, reaching up to brush your hair behind your ear.

"Hannibal... Don't do this, please. My family, my friends..." You whispered as he sighed and held your face in his hand.

"I'm all you need now." He said, it wasn't comforting in anyway.

It was a threat.

"No... I'm not doing this." You whispered before getting up and rushing for the door.

Hannibal was up in a second, pinning you against the wall as you cried and tried to break free.

"Shh, Shh it's okay, sweet girl. Calm down for me." He whispered in your ear, he knew exactly how to manipulate you and get you exactly where he needed you.

You stopped fighting as you cried softly and panted.

"There's a good girl, there's no need to struggle." He whispered, his hand slowly reaching up back to your throat and squeezing it.

His body pressing you against the wall.

The way he squeezed your throat was just enough to let in enough air.

"No need to panic, relax I'm not going to let you die. But, I'm in control here. You are mine and you're going to listen to me or I won't hesitate to cut the oxygen off to your brain for long enough to paralyse you. I'm going to let go, you are not going to struggle and you are not going to scream." He whispered into your ear as you nodded a little.

He loosened his grip, his hand still on your throat but enough for you to gasp for air again.

"That's it, nice slow breaths for me." He whispered, backing away and letting you turn around.

He had to stop the growl that left his throat when he saw the bruise forming on your neck.

"I know you're afraid... But, you're going to be okay, more than okay." He said as you stared at him, he looked at you and sighed softly.

"Come here." He whispered, opening his arms, you slowly moved forward and hugged him, breaking down in tears.

"There we go, my dear. Let it out, I know it's a lot to take." He reassured you gently stroking your hair.

You cuddled into him as you sobbed, a sickening smile forming on Hannibal's lips.

"You'll have a lovely room to yourself, I'll cook every meal, you'll be treated like a princess, my dear. Do not fear me, sweetheart." He whispered, his hand slowly gripping your hair.

"Either way, you couldn't escape even if you tried."