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Title: Sleeping Angel
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 20, Angel
Author's Note: This is a 50-ficlet AU series for Will/Hannibal. In this universe, the two of them are deeply in love with each other, though neither knows quite how to bring that love out into the open.
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.


Hannibal awakened sometime in the night, his eyes opening to moonlight washing into his bedroom. He usually closed the curtains at night, but he hadn't done so before he had slipped into bed beside Will, and it was nearly as bright as day.

Beside him, Will slumbered peacefully, a small smile curving his lips. Hannibal tightened his arm around the young man, pulling him slightly closer.

Will was here, beside him, in his arms.

He hadn't thought that this would happen so soon; he hadn't dreamed that Will would be spending the night in his bed, and that all they would be doing was sleeping. But it wasn't time for them to make love, not yet, though that would come soon.

He raised himself up on one elbow, careful not to wake Will, and looked down at the sleeping man next to him. Hannibal couldn't help but smile at the sight.

His beautiful sleeping angel, tucked into bed beside him. The man who would always own him, heart and soul, the man who meant everything to him.

Will was the man he intended to spend all of his life with -- and beyond. Hannibal was sure that this love he felt wouldn't end when this life did; he would love Will for all eternity, in any life that might come after this one. What he felt would have no ending.

And he was sure that Will felt the same.

Nothing would part them, he vowed. Nothing. Ever. He would keep his angel by his side, and woe betide anyone who tried to take Will away from him.

Will would never stray. He didn't doubt that for a moment. He had waited for so long to give himself away to someone, not only his body, but his heart as well. He wasn't the type of man to take that lightly. When Will made a commitment, it would last forever.

He wanted to take his sleeping angel in his arms at this moment, to kiss him awake, to keep kissing him and then undress him, to feel the silken softness of Will's skin against his own, to know every inch of that beautiful body in the most intimate of ways ....

Hannibal closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. No, this wasn't the time. Not now. Not tonight. Lovemaking would come later, when they were both ready.

Will wasn't quite prepared to leap that chasm just yet.

Hannibal wasn't going to rush him. He didn't want to make Will feel pressured, didn't want him to feel that he was being rushed in any way. That would be terribly rude, and he was never rude.

Certainly not to he man he loved. Will had done nothing to deserve rudeness; in fact, he was the one person in the world who Hannibal couldn't imagine being so. Well, perhaps he could to other people, but never to his lover. Will wasn't that kind of person.

No, Will was an angel, Hannibal told himself. He sighed softly, raising a hand to stroke the softness of Will's dark curls. An angel fallen from heaven. An angel who he had been lucky enough to catch in his arms, and now held in his heart.

Any heaven that could even consider casting Will out of it wasn't a heaven he would ever want to be in. It was a heaven without the one angel who mattered to him.

He had already found his heaven here on earth.

With Will sleeping beside him, he could believe that he had gone to heaven without benefit of dying. At this moment, dying wasn't something he wanted to think about. No, he wanted to think about living every day of his life with his angel, living life to its absolute fullest.

No one else had ever made him feel this way before, and no one every would. No one had ever captured his heart in the way that Will had.

Will was everything he had ever wanted or needed, all that he required to fill his life with happiness. He had found his heaven here with his sleeping angel in his arms.

No one would ever take this away from him. No one could. He and Will shared a bond that was unlike any he had ever thought he could have; he had always believed that love was an elusive butterfly he would never be able to capture, that it wasn't meant for him.

Will had proven him wrong about that.

There was nowhere else he wanted to be, no one else he would ever want to be with. Will satisfied him in every way -- and soon, that satisfaction would be taken to a physical level. He could hardly wait for that new level of intimacy to open up between them.

But for now, simply being in bed with his sleeping angel was enough. Hannibal smiled, stroking a gentle hand down the curve of Will's shoulder.

He pulled Will closer into his arms, closing his eyes and drifting off into sleep with a smile on his lips.