Hannibal/Will x Reader Oneshots

Hannibal - Adrenaline

Hannibal's eyes found you across the room, he hadn't seen you at one of his dinner parties before and he didn't remember inviting you, but after all he did offer people to bring a guest along.

His eyes gazed over the curves of your body in the green velvet dress you wore, he felt a kind of hunger towards you he didn't feel very often towards other people.

He excused himself from his current conversation and stalked his way over to you, wishing he could sink his teeth into your unmarked skin right there in front of everyone, witnessing your blood stain the velvet dress.

"I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting." Hannibal said as you slowly turned and looked at him with a kind smile.

"Oh, hello. You must be Hannibal, I'm Y/N." You greeted holding out your hand, he knew you were going for a handshake but he was much more of a gentleman than that.

He took your hand in his and pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles.

"Its an absolute pleasure, my dear. May I ask who you accompanied here tonight?" He asked, noticing how your cheeks were a little rosy, perhaps from the wine or hopefully even the company.

"I came with my husband, Richard Holland." You replied, a small part of his heart sank when he heard the word husband leave your lips.

"Ah, I've known him for quite sometime. Excuse me for being so forward but I never imagined him marrying someone such as yourself." He said as you tilted your head in confusion.

"What do you mean?" You asked as he chuckled a little.

"I apologise if it sounded rude. I know Richard to be quite a...brute and I never imagined him to settle down with someone, especially such a lovely young lady such as yourself." He slipped in a compliment right at the end making you blush a little.

"That's very nice of you to say..." You responded, Hannibal noticed the hesitation in your voice.

You were definitely hiding something.

"So, how did you two meet?" He asked, stepping a little closer to you.

The scent of your sweet perfume hitting his nose.

"Oh...well, it's a little unconventional." You muttered, staring down at your wine.

Hannibal tilted his head and kept an eye on your face.

"You're being quite bashful about this, my dear. Is there a secret I shouldn't know about?" He asked his voice becoming softer.

"Our marriage was arranged." You admitted, finally looking back up at Hannibal's face.

He nodded, too be honest he wasn't exactly surprised, he knew about Richard's habits and knew he would never change enough to keep a woman.

"I see... Excuse me for prying again, but does he treat you well, my dear?" He asked, making you feel shocked.

"Oh... Um." You muttered, not sure how to respond.

"That's all the answer I need, my dear. How about after dinner, you meet me in the library for a talk? I know Richard will be too drunk by then." He said as you smiled a little, feeling a small sense of hope.

"That would be good."

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You sat beside your husband as the dinner was served.

"Did you tell them about my allergies?" You whispered to Richard.

"Yeah." He grumbled simply before he began drinking again, turning to the person on the other side and talking to them.

You began to eat your meal, noting how delicious it was.

About halfway through you began to feel a small tingle in your mouth, you tapped your husband to get his attention.

"Are you sure you told them?" You whispered as he looked at you in annoyance.

"Yes." He grumbled before turning around again.

You quickly excused yourself from the table and ran to the bathroom with your purse, opening it as fast as you could.

"Oh shit!" You shouted, seeing you had brought your epipen.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You muttered as you began to hyperventilate.

A quick knock at the door startled you.

"Y/N, are you alright in there, my dear?" You heard Hannibal's voice, sighing in relief before you quickly opened the door.

"I-I'm having an allergic reaction." You stuttered out, placing your hand over your chest.

"Alright, I assume you don't have an epipen?" He said as you nodded, he took your wrist and sat you down just outside of the bathroom.

"Wait here, just try to keep your panic to a minimum." He instructed before rushing off, somehow still looking poised while in a rush.

You tried your best to not panic, knowing it would cut your breathing off even more.

Hannibal came back barely a minute later with an epipen, he knelt beside you and ran his hand along your thigh before he quickly stabbed the epipen into your skin.

You gripped his shoulder to steady yourself while he administered the adrenaline into your body.

You panted softly as you felt it beginning to work.

"That's it, nice slow breaths, my dear." He instructed, softly rubbing your knee.

"What in gods name?" You heard your husband grumbled as he looked at you both.

"Your wife had an allergic reaction and was without an epipen, I keep them here for a patient of mine." Hannibal explained as Richard looked at you angrily.

"Let's get you somewhere to rest, sometimes there can be side effects even if you haven't experienced them in the past." Hannibal said, helping you stand up and supporting you.

"Whatever." Richard grumbled before walking away, making you sigh.

"Ignore him, my dear." Hannibal reassured you before taking you to a guest room.

He helped you lay down on a bed and went into the adjoining bathroom to grab a wet cloth.

Hannibal draped it over your forehead and placed a glass of water next to you.

"I'll be fine, you can get back to the party." You muttered, closing your eyes making Hannibal chuckle.

"Nonsense, my dear. I could use a break, and you need someone to monitor you for a while." He said pulling up a chair beside the bed.

"I suppose now is the perfect time to talk about your...inconvenient married."