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Will doesn't go to bars much. He doesn't end up needing a ride home much. But when he does get drunk, he always wants to ask Hannibal to pick him up.
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04 Jun 2023
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Will snorts a laugh, and Beverly beams. "See? Cute smile, to go with the cute brains. Go on, mister fisherman. At least cast a lure and see if he bites?"
Will shakes his head with a quirk of his lips. "Bev. Seriously, it's fine."
5 times Beverly tries to get Will and Hannibal together by bothering Will and the 1 time she tries bothering Hannibal instead.
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16 Jun 2023
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For one fleeting moment, Bedelia du Maurier actually believed she was safe. It was naive in hindsight, she should never have underestimated Hannibal Lecter’s ability to survive, or Will Graham’s determination to keep him that way. The two could easily waltz around the FBI in circles. Always have, even when that righteous little imp thought he was still doing good. She should have known. She should have left, should have stayed hidden.
They’re in the kitchen. Bedelia can hear Hannibal’s rumbling voice followed by a throaty laugh that belongs to his other half, and that particular sound sends shivers down her spine. Hannibal Lecter frightens her, but while his actions are evolutionary and complex in nature, Will Graham is here for one reason and one reason only; to stake a claim and kill her slowly. If he had any say in the methods, there would not be anesthetics involved.
Slowly and silently, Bedelia extracts the fork from the table and hides it beneath the folds of her dress. She’s going to die, that much is certain, but she will not go without a fight.
_________________Bedelia tries to fight back. Will Graham has something to say about it.
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“You stay with me now, Will.” Hannibal urges, placing him back down so that he can continue compressions. He whispers please with each pump of his hands against Will’s chest and breathes life and love back into Will’s lungs. “You stay with me. You can do that, I know you can.”
Hannibal pushes and pushes and begs and goes lightheaded with the lack of air, but he cannot stop because Will still won’t wake up.
_________________Hannibal finds himself on the beach and nearly loses Will along the way.
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“I think I’m dying.”
Hannibal blinks, feeling blindsided, before a surge of relentless anger floods every corner of his body. Will stares with that same vacant mask he’s built, giving nothing away.
“You are not dying.” He replies, sure as can be. Of course, Will isn’t dying. Ridiculous boy, how could he—
“Maybe I should.”
And Hannibal freezes.
Blood, bones, and tar all turn to ice. His spine straightens without his permission and Hannibal leans back, fixing his unmoving boy with a blank stare that reflects a calmness that he no longer feels.
Will drops his eyes, clenches his hands into fists, then releases. “Maybe I should just let whatever this is…” He swallows hard. “Kill me.”
_________________Will calls Hannibal in a panic after he sleepwalks and ends up in the woods. Hannibal finds him and gets him home safely, but there are more than just nightmares and exhaustion crawling around in Will's mind now, and Hannibal begins to realize that perhaps he pushed too far.