"Is it going to last?" The older man asked softly as his eyes turned into light when crashed with the dark depths of ocean waters; when splashed by that enormous wave of blueness he had come to adore so much. "You?" The brunet enquired with a crack in his voice, which could be a sign of meaningless quavering or a thunder hidden underneath the crack, waiting for a friendly storm in his awakened darkness. "You and I. The continuum of your crime and my time of dying," Hannibal answered quietly.

preface: i was a teenager when i wrote this, forgive how fucking atrocious the writing is. also, i am a raging lesbian, i don't know how men have sex (let alone with each other) so apologies for all inaccuracies! enjoy! also, i'm on ao3 now, same username, and have written some hannibal extended universe fics xx