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Title: Moved To Tears
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Lee Fallon
Fandom: Hannibal/The Big C
Rating: PG-13
Table: Otherwordly Challenge, tv_universe
Prompt: Commuovere
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will Graham or Lee Fallon, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Will awakened very slowly, the night before coming back to him in bits and pieces. The memories made him smile; every one of them was precious.

Lee had made love to him last night, and it had been more wonderful than he could ever have imagined. It had been everything he'd ever wanted, everything he had dreamed of. He hadn't wanted the night -- of the physical experience -- to ever come to and end.

But it had, as he could tell from the feel of the warm sunshine streaming into the window fo play across his face. Sooner or later, he had to get up and face the day.

But not just yet. He wanted to lie here in bed for a while and luxuriate in the memories of the night before, and in the feeling of knowing that he was loved and desired. It was a new feeling for him, one that he wanted to savor and never let go.

He wouldn't have to let that feeling go. He and Lee would spend their lives together, here in Wolf Trap. They'd be together forever, and they would be happy.

If the clinical trials worked for Lee, that was.

Will pushed that thought away as soon as it coalesced into his mind. He didn't want to think about the trials not being successful, about the possibility of Lee dying. Surely fate wouldn't be that cruel. It wouldn't snatch Lee away from him, not when they'd only just found each other.

Though he, more than most people, knew that fate was fickle and cruel. He didn't doubt that fate would take Lee from him, and laugh while doing so.

No. He wasn't going to accept that, he told himself firmly. He and Lee were going to spend their lives with each other. The trials would work for him. There was no reason for them not to, no reason why he and Lee couldn't have a wonderful future.

He was going to think positively.

He had to think in positives. He had to believe that he was going to lead a long and happy life with Lee, or he would break down in tears.

That was the last thing he wanted, not on this morning after the first time he and Lee had made love, the first time that he'd ever been with anyone. Lee was his first, his only. He wanted no one else; he would never be with another person.

Nobody else could be what Lee was to him. Nobody else could lift him to the stars in the way that Lee had, or give him the kind of pleasure that Lee did.

No one else could ever touch his heart in the way that Lee had. This man owned his heart, for good and all time. He belonged to Lee.

He could never feel this way about anyone else. He could never give himself to another person the way he had to Lee, with his entire body and soul. He could never open his heart to another person, not after having known this one shining, perfect love.

Will smiled again, turning over and opening his eyes. What he saw before him brought tears to those blue eyes, almost making him want to sob aloud.

Lee was looking down at him, a smile curving those beautiful lips.

The look of love on those perfect features, the expression on that face that he had already come to love, was what did him in. He was moved to tears; without warning, he could feel the wetness seeping from his eyes, slipping down his cheeks.

He hadn't meant to cry. He didn't want to cry. But the tears were drawn out of him against his will, the emotions rising to the surface.

Will didn't think that he had ever been touched in this way before; certainly he'd never been moved to tears by anything in his memory. But just the way that Lee was looking at him, the true, pure love he saw in those blue eyes, was making him cry.

He had never seen such love in anyone's eyes before. Never.

And that love was directed at him. Lee Fallon loved him. Not just for a night, or for a little while, but for a lifetime. For an eternity.

He could see eternity in those eyes. He could see the promise for a future together, for a lifetime of happiness that they would share. He could see so much in those eyes, so much that Lee wanted to share with him. So much that he wanted them to do together.

"Why are you crying, my love?" Lee's voice was soft and gentle; Will could hear the concern in those words, in the tone of Lee's voice. He could hear the love.

"Happy tears," Will managed to murmur before Lee wrapped him in those strong arms, holding him and kissing his hair, moving one hand up and down his back. He slid his own arms around Lee's waist, holding him close, never wanting to let him go.

Yes, they would go through life together. And it would be a happy life, he told himself. A life that he intended to hold on to with everything that he had.