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Title: Mancrush
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: Holiday Non-Bingo, tv_universe
Prompt: 8, Mancrush
Author's Note: Sequel to "Castles in the Air."
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.


It would be terribly rude to make a great deal of noise and disturb the young man from his rest. So being quiet was only good manners.

He rested a hand on the doorknob, only hesitating for a moment. Hannibal wondered what he would find when the door opened; there was no light beneath it, so he could only assume that Will was either sleeping peacefully, lying awake and sleepless in bed, or perhaps looking out of the window at the snow.

What he saw brought a smile to his face. Will was indeed asleep; with his face turned to the side and his dark curls framing his handsome features, he looked like an angel.

An angel fallen to earth, and into Hannibal's life. An angel who he wanted to keep by his side forever, if such a thing could ever be possible.

This was probably what most people would call a "mancrush," he thought with a smile.

He didn't mind having a crush on Will. A crush could easily develop into something more, if it were nurtured properly and given time. And Hannibal was sure that this crush would do just that.

He had feelings for Will that went beyond friendship, feelings that he was sure would deepen with time. Could this be filed under the sacred name of .... love?

That thought brought him up short; it was something that he hadn't really considered before. He had only thought of his feelings for Will as being along the lines of a crush, but now, he was starting to realize that they could develop into much more than that, and they they could be something that would last.

This was something he'd have to think long and hard about, Hannibal told himself as he gazed at the young man who was sleeping so peacefully in his guest room bed.

But for the moment, he could go to bed happy and relaxed in the knowledge that Will was here, under his roof, rather than battling a snowstorm in an attempt to get home.

With one last look at the young man, Hannibal closed the door, careful not to make a sound.

He made his way back to his room, removing his robe and getting back into bed, pulling the covers up around him before turning out the light, a smile lingering on his lips.

For tonight, he had his mancrush sleeping under the same roof that he did. Ah, life was good indeed, Hannibal thought to himself as he closed his eyes and drifted off into a dreamless slumber.