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Title: Why Ask For the Moon
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 37, Moon
Author's Note: Sequel to "Always You."
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.


"I still can't believe that we're engaged," Will murmured.

Hannibal laughed softly as he whirled Will around the dance floor, bowing his head to whisper into his fiancÚ's ear. "Does the fact make you happy, my love?"

"Of course it does," Will whispered back, a smile curving his lips, his blue eyes sparkling with love and happiness as he lifted his gaze to meet Hannibal's. "It makes me happier than I ever thought I could be. I'm going to marry you, Hannibal. We're going to be a couple in the eyes of the world. Legally."

"I thought that you would want to make our relationship legal," Hannibal told him, his own smiling mirroring Will's. "As I do, my lovely one. I want to be married to you."

"And you will be," Will told him with a soft laugh. "I did say yes."

"Yes, you did, my angel. And you have made me the happiest man alive with that single word," Hannibal told him, his voice soft, all the love in the world inherent in his words.

Just hearing the man he loved tell him that he was so happy made Will feel as though his heart was expanding; that was really all he wanted out of life. To make Hannibal happy, and to be happy himself. He had never thought that he could find that sort of happiness, never thought that he was worthy of being loved like this.

But Hannibal had changed how he'd looked at himself, little by little. Hannibal had made him realized that he was worthy of love, that he was a good person, and that his empathy didn't make him some kind of freak who would always be on the outside looking in and wishing that he belonged.

With Hannibal, he did belong. With Hannibal, he wasn't the lonely child left out in the cold, but the man who was loved and appreciated just as he was, without having to change himself.

Hannibal had given him the greatest gift that he could ever have received.

He needed nothing else to make him happy, other than having Hannibal by his side, in his heart, and in his life. Being married to the man he loved would only be the icing on the cake.

Why ask for the moon when he had the stars? Will told himself with an inward smile. He had everything he'd ever wanted now -- and once he and Hannibal were married, his life would feel utterly complete. He knew that on that day, when they walked down the aisle together as husbands, he would know a happiness unlike any he'd ever felt before.

"You're my moon and stars," he whispered, gazing into Hannibal's eyes as he spoke. "I don't need to ask for them. I already have them, here in hands. And I'll never let them go."

Hannibal's answering smile made his heart melt and his spirits soar.