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Title: Candy
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 20 in 20 Challenge, tv_universe
Prompt: 17 - Holiday
Author's Note: Sequel to "Sleeplessness."
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.


"So what are you planning to do for the holiday?" Will looked over at Hannibal with his brows raised in question, wondering what the answer would be. Hannibal didn't really seem like the kind of man who would decorate his house and pass out candy at Halloween.

Of course, if trick-or-treating children came to the door, Will had no doubt that Hannibal would have a bowl of candy close by to dole out a few pieces. After all, it would be rude not to.

And Hannibal was never rude.

He would smile at the children, give them candy, and send them on their way. It would be one of those tight smiles, the ones that never reached his eyes. The smiles that he gave everyone except Will. The smiles that were patently false.

Will hoped that no one came to the door. He really didn't want to share Hannibal with trick-or-treaters, even if they were only there for a few moments.

He was feeling more himself lately, though he still had bouts of sleeplessness when he wasn't here in his lover's home at night. Every night that he spent away from Hannibal felt like an eternity; he wished that they lived closer to each other.

Though if they did, he'd never spend a night in his own bed.

He couldn't help smiling at that thought. He spent enough nights here as it was -- he was usually here for at least one weekend night, and a couple of evenings during the week. The dogs were still well taken care of; he never neglected them, even when he didn't spend nights at home.

He'd be at home tomorrow night after work, and he would let the dogs out for a good run. The next day, he would go fishing, and they would accompany him.

It was a good life, wasn't it? He had his lover, his work, his home and his pets. Even if he kept his distance from the rest of the world, he had what he needed. And he really couldn't ask for more than that. If he did, he would be greedy.

He'd be like the kid who always wanted more candy at Halloween.

Will smiled wryly at that thought; he'd never thought of himself in that way, but it was an apt analogy. Now that he had everything that he really needed in his life, asking for more seemed like far too much. He didn't need more. He was content with what he had.

He'd be here at Halloween, so he would be the one who went to the door and gave candy to any kids who were trick-or-treating. He wouldn't expect Hannibal to bother with that.

The other man's voice brought him out of his thoughts and back into reality. "I wasn't really planning on doing anything, Will," he said, leaning back in his chair. "Though it might be interesting to carve out a few pumpkins and put them out."

Will couldn't help smiling. "Scary ones, to keep the kids away?"

"On the contrary." Hannibal raised a brow, looking amused. "I would never be so rude as to turn children seeking candy away on Halloween."

"And what if I told you that I wanted a different kind of candy?" Will asked, his voice very soft, almost afraid to voice the words. They slipped out almost of their own volition; now that they were said, there was no way to take them back.

Hannibal's wicked little smirk was all the answer he needed.