Cerulean [Hannibal] ✓

revival

Returning home after the monitoring phase was quite something for both of them. They had been prepared perfectly, yet both were loosing sleep. Still Hannibal not once thought about ridding himself of his daughter. He positively adored coming home to his wife and daughter every day seeing as Saturn had taken to working from home so that she could stay with their little one, having her grow up with much love and care around the clock. He on the other hand had shortened his opening hours down two and a half hours so he'd still be able to spend time every day with both of his women.
"Saturn?" "Kitchen!"
He chuckles to himself and makes his way there only to see his months old crawl around his wife's feet, giggling. A smile spreads on his lips as he scoops her up into his arms, placing a kiss on her forehead before pressing one against his wife's lips. "Welcome home, my love.", she smiles, stepping close to his side and resting her head against his arm. "I made dinner.", she tells him and he smiles. "And I'm starving."

It had become apparent to him that the Ripper side of him was resting. He lacked the motivation to miss his daughters first steps and such while she was still so quickly developing motoric and acoustic abilities. Hannibal wasn't tamed. He was still a hunter. But even those become docile around their young.

The teething was the worst time for him. He had wanted to kill whatever made his little girl in pain but wasn't able to. There just wasn't a cure for teething pains.
But when she had smiled at him, her first teeth blinking slightly, he had forgotten about everything. Saturn was the calmer one if them and quickly became very skilled at managing with everything. One would have guessed him to be just that, but he was the one cringing ever so slightly when his daughter got her first vaccinations and cried because of the needles.

It had been a large celebration they held upon her first birthday that even Amber had come to, as well as many of his friends. All cooing at the little beauty that was their daughter. Saturn had, over the course of time, too grown even more beautiful. Her hips had widened after giving birth and with exercise she had lost the weight she had gained carrying Cassiopeia. Her hair that had grown during the pregnancy had been cut to the usual length once more and her clothing style adapted to being a mother. Hannibal loved every single bit about it, taking the times when their young one slept to make love to her. Taking time to let her know how much he believed her to be the one woman for him.
Cassiopeia developed perfectly. Her blue eyes had turned into maroon ones a while ago. His eyes. And he loved them in her little face.

Still, as she grew older his thirst and hunger returned. And after two years, the ripper ripped again.