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It was a long day, everything felt sluggish and slow, you were waiting for the bus which seemed like hours to wait ,and some man beside you obviously have taken a few shots was trying to make moves on you, "You look too pretty to be alone, wanna come with me and change that?" he slurred his words as he reached for you which you successfully avoided, he kept doing this for an insufferable 10 minutes even if you distanced yourself, then he tried to hit you as he raised his hand you kicked him in the groin as hard as your can and pushed his head to the pole and it effectively knocked him out without putting up much of a fight, good thing you managed to control yourself or you would have seriously injured him real bad, you were exhausted and a man with a bad breath hitting on you would be the last thing you want.
The bus finally arrived, when the doors opened you quickly hopped inside hoping the drunk man wouldn't wake up too soon, "Rough night eh?" The bus driver took a quick glance at the drunk man unconscious on the ground, you sighed and laughed it off "Guess so" then you headed to sit in a vacant space near the window just to take one last glance of the drunk bastard.
You got off and went inside your home, well, both you and Hannibal's home, you practically dragged yourself to your room and he didn't notice you because of the loud frying sound when he was cooking, you went inside and closed the door quietly and sighed as you dropped your trench coat and messenger bag to the floor as you slid down against the doorframe, you were overwhelmed with everything that happened to work and wanted to relax, you heard footsteps towards you in the hallway, Hannibal tried knocking first but you were too tired to reply, then he tried to open it and the door wouldn't budge because you were leaning against it, and before you could think of a reply he busted through the door practically flying you open and you were met with a surprised yet apologetic Hannibal for forcefully opening the door.
"(Y/N)! I am so sorry,my love, I was worried there was a robber or an intruder, here let me help you up." He offered you a pair of arms as he studied your gloomy and tired face and a few hair strands flying everywhere, you were ashamed that he saw you like this... A mess, but he just offered an understanding smile and looked at your things at your feet, he gave you an apologetic look and he just looked at you with a certain gentleness. You sighed still too overwhelmed to talk, Hannibal ushered you to your shared bathroom with a window that showed the night sky, the moment you both opened the door you were hit by a pleasant vanilla bourbon scent, the tub smelled great almost like it was inviting you to dive into it, a tray was attached to the tub containing a glass of wine and the book you were currently reading.
You whipped to look at Hannibal with awe and gratitude, he hushed you and left you in the bathroom as he returned to the kitchen, you noticed the side of the tub with tea candles with your favourite scents, you inhaled in the aroma that made you loosen up your muscles, you took off your clothes and soaked in the water and a few moments later Hannibal returned with some soft sponges and a bath gel, "I wanted to help you relax, I know your work today was tiring as you told me last night, you expected it so I want to be prepared, You don't have to talk if you don't want to yet, just focus on relaxing."
He knew you too well and didn't put up a talk as he sat on the small stool beside you and he scrubbed your back in circular motion thoroughly scrubbing off the dirt of the outside world and whatever disgust you felt when the man tried to touch you was washed away and soothed by Hannibal's touch, he made you forget everything in an instant, you let out a relieved sigh and hummed, "Thank you" you finally spoke in a whisper as you took a sip of wine and then suddenly everything seemed to fall in the right places, the aroma of the candles, the sweet red wine as you flipped absent-mindedly through your book and feeling Hannibal's hands massage your head, it refreshed you in an instant, you felt alive and well again, you couldn't deny the smile that formed on your lips, Hannibal curved his lips into a grin knowing that he is making you happy and contented.
"I hope it is to your liking." He plainly spoke to the air even though knowing fully well you loved every single thing, he was cocky enough to secretly grin as he combed your hair, you didn't even need to look at him to know he was smiling ear-to-ear, you let out a chuckle, it feel like you both spoke with each other without even uttering a single word, he rinsed you off and then you stepped out of the tub, the rose petals sticking to your body, your hair shined and your complexion glowed under the moonlight with the warm tones from the candles, Hannibal swallowed. Hard. As he took a mental photo of your body, he memorized every inch of your being, mesmerized by the light that made you look like a Renaissance painting, he took note to draw you later.
You dried up and put on your satin pyjamas that was adjacent to Hannibal's satin robe over his casual wear inside the home, Hannibal hugged you from behind with his strong arms that seemed to never let you go, he took a whiff of the lingering scent on your skin and peppered kisses on your face and neck to your collarbone, it was not often the man showed sweet physical affection, and you loved it when he was being cute and clingy, you returned his affection with a kiss on his cheek, his forehead and the lips, you both shared an adoring look and laughed as it broke the silent yet comfortable atmosphere.
You both head down to the dining room where the food was already waiting to be eaten, of course you knew he was a cannibal, you just had the indifference to it, he guided you to your usual seat, the seat at the left of him, you took a bite of the meat platter as appetizer and it was heavenly.
As you both finished eating, and you just chatted about everything, "I hated waiting at the bus, there's just so much drunk bastards around" you complained as you shaked your head, Hannibal was slightly alarmed by this and his face made a subtle scowl, he made a mental note to look for this man and maybe hunt him as his next fresh meat, "Did he hurt you?" He tried to remain his cool demeanour and his fixed posture but it was noticeable of how his shoulders tensed and his nose slightly scrunched at the thought of someone other than him making a move on you, you internally giggled at his reaction,you two were together long enough to know what he is thinking, "Calm down I already subdued him like you taught me to, relax." He wouldn't relax of course, his overprotective side taking over him, he never once doubted that you would be hurt by anyone because you were his, it's not like Hannibal would have taken you as his if you were weak, but still an instinct to protect you, "I assume you put him in his place" He said, he tried to visualize you doing incomprehensible horrors to the bastard, he was too proud and couldn't stop smiling.
A playful grin appeared at his face and you lightly smacked at him and you both laughed as the next day's dinner was already planned.