Hannibal's Little Lector (Hannibal tv series fan fiction)

Dinner with Will

Once me and Will had but the cases of beer down in the kitchen, I went upstairs to change. I looked through my wardrobe and couldn't find anything until I saw it, my guns of roses top, with my short shorts and braces. I brushed my hair one more time because of the helmet, and then carried on downstairs. When I got downstairs I saw Will, not sat down but he had taken his jacket off and was putting the beer into the fridge. I started to laugh before he turned round and saw me.

"What you laughing at?" He said while laughing himself.

"You didn't need to do that, I would have done it once I had come downstairs."

"Yeah, well. I wanted to do something." He put another beer into the fridge before going to the table and sitting down. "Are you cooking?"

"Yeah I put a lamb in before I left, for Hannibal's house. I put it on for slow roast. I just got to put some potato's and carrots in and, start the gravy. I have extra if you would like some?" He smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes please." While dinner was cooking we talked again, Will was talking about a case he had just done with Jack.

We talked for about ten minutes before I stood up and grabbed Will's hand. He followed me to the living room where I left go of his hand and put on the XBOX. All he did was laugh.

"What we playing?" He looked at me, I picked up the case and showed him. "Kinect sports?" 

"Bowling to be precise." To sat up on the sofa and laughed. "You know, you do make me smile a lot."

"Well, that's good because, I don't think you did before you knew me." He got up and started to swing his arms about before joking to me...

"Just doing my stretches." I laughed at him before starting the game.

We finished the game really quick and had a laugh while doing so. At one point while I was about to take my shoot, Will ran up behind me and picked me up and swung me around. I screamed, but my shot turned out good, I got a strike. Then the alarm went, dinner was ready. I ran to the kitchen after Will put me down and, got the plates out. I pulled out the lamb and veg before stirring the juices off the meat into, the gravy that I already made.

I looked up now and then while I was dishing up to see Will leaning against the door frame, watching me dish up. As I took the two dishes over to the table, Will walked up to the table. I got up again and got a few beers and brought the lamb over. I had placed it on a wooden block and left it for Will to carve. I think he was shocked about I was to say next.

"It was a big Lamb joint so, I cut it in half. Half for us and half to take home for your dogs. For a treat you know." He looked up and smiled at me before getting the carving knife and carving the meat. We sat and smiled and had dinner. We had just finished when there was a knock on the door. Will went to go and get it and soon I was faced with a different problem, which I hoped would never happen like this.