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Title: Always You
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Sequel to "The Love of His Life."
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Hannibal Lecter or Will Graham, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Slowly, the crowd of well-wishers around Will and Hannibal began to disperse, and Will looked at his lover, now his fiancÚ, with a wry smile, his blue eyes sparkling..

"I thought they'd never go away," he murmured as Hannibal swept him into those strong arms again.

This time, it didn't bother Will that they were moving back towards the dance floor. He felt as though he could dance all night, moving around the ballroom in Hannibal's arms in the steps of a waltz.

Engaged. They were engaged. He was going to marry Hannibal. The man he loved had popped the question, the most important question of any that he could ask, and he had said yes. What else could he have said? There was no other word for that question other than an unqualified "yes."

His heart was singing with a joy that he couldn't begin to describe. Will was sure that he had never been so happy in his life; he almost felt as though he was walking on air.

Somehow, it didn't seem quite real yet. The knowledge that he was engaged was in his mind, but it hadn't really settled in. Maybe it would hit him on the way home tonight, or maybe he would awaken in the middle of the night, or with the early dawn, and he would realize just what had happened.

It still didn't seem possible that he could feel this kind of euphoria. How long would it take for this feeling to wear off? A few hours? Days? Weeks? Months? Or would he always feel this way?

"A penny for your thoughts, my love," Hannibal murmured, smiling at him.

"It's just hard to believe that I'm actually engaged, and that I'm going to marry the man I love," Will said softly, gazing into his lover's dark eyes. "It'e like a dream come true, Hannibal."

"I want to make all of your dreams come true, Will," Hannibal murmured, bowing his head to press a kiss against Will's cheek. "I've wanted to do that ever since we first met. It's always been you, Will, ever since the first time you smiled at me. It's always you now, and it will always be you, until the end of time."

Will's eyes filled with tears at those words; he had known that Hannibal cared for him, even loved him, but those words were proof of exactly how his fiancÚ felt.

He had never expected such beautiful words of eloquence from Hannibal, but maybe he should have. He had always suspected that the man he loved had romance in his soul.

Well, that proposal had been about as romantic as anyone could get, hadn't it? he asked himself with an inward smile. He himself might have preferred for it to be a little more private, but trust Hannibal to make sure that everyone had known about his feelings. He had wanted to let the world know that they were together, and in love.

He had certainly done a good job of that, Will told himself, realizing that people were watching them dance. It felt as though the entire world was staring at them, but somehow, he didn't mind.

It felt right to let everyone know what they meant to each other.

He couldn't be annoyed about this. It had been a beautifully romantic proposal, and it didn't matter that other people had been watching. It felt fitting to declare their love to the world.

It had always been Hannibal for him, from the first time they had met. The first time he had looked into those eyes and seen that smile, the first time that Hannibal had taken his hand and their flesh had touched, he'd known that he belonged to this man, that there would never be anyone else for him.

"It's always you," he said softly, his blue gaze focused on Hannibal's face. "It's always going to be you, Hannibal. For the rest of our lives. There's no one else, and there never will be."

The smile on Hannibal's face brought an answering smile to his own lips; he felt as though he was floating on a cloud, as though he had finally found the happiness he'd always been searching for. His heart was full; there was nothing else that he needed other than this moment to make him happy. He was so full of happiness that he was overflowing.

The only time that he would be happier was on the day they were married, when his life would be officially joined with Hannibal's and the two of them would exchange vows.

For better or for worse, they would pledge their hearts and souls to each other.

It would always be the two of them, together for the rest of their lives, Will told himself as he and Hannibal circled the dance floor in each other's arms. From this moment on, the way that it was meant to be.