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Title: Oceans of Blue
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 20 in 20 Challenge, tv_universe
Prompt: 2, Blue
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.


He couldn't stop thinking about Will's eyes.

Hannibal got up from his desk, moving restlessly about the room. He didn't have another patient for more than half an hour, and he had to focus on them when they were here. He shouldn't have his mind on Will, to the detriment of everything else.

Those incredible eyes mesmerized him. Every time Will looked at him, he felt as though he was drowning in those oceans of blue.

No one else had ever made him feel this way. It was distinctly unsettling, Hannibal thought with a frown. It meant that he was looking at Will as something more than a diversion or a distraction. He was beginning to see Will as something he couldn't live without.

That should be fairly frightening -- but somehow, it wasn't.

This wasn't something that he'd thought would happen, not in his wildest dreams. He had been so sure that he could keep any tender feelings at bay -- after all, there was only friendship between himself and Will, despite their sexual relationship.

No, that wasn't true, he told himself, sighing aloud. Somehow, Will had managed to get under his skin. He was much, much more than just a friend.

In fact, he could even say that Will was more than a lover. He'd had lovers before; there had been people, both men and women, who he had taken to his bed when he felt the need. They had been just as discreet as he was, with no need for a more permanent relationship.

He'd thought he would be satisfied to keep his relationship with Will on that level.

But somehow, he wasn't. He wanted -- no, he needed -- more than just sex. He needed more than just the friendship he'd been seeking when he had first invited Will into his home, into his life, and then into his bed. He needed more .... permanence.

Every time Will looked at him with those sparkling blue eyes, every time he felt that intense gaze upon him, his barriers crumbled just a little bit more. Eventually, if he wasn't careful, they would all fall down -- and then he wouldn't know which way to turn.

His obsession with Will could prove to be dangerous for them both.

He had to stop letting himself drown in those oceans of brilliant blue, had to stop sinking into that intense gaze every time Will looked at him. It was getting harder and harder not to do so -- even though he warned himself every time not to fall too deeply.

It was a novel idea, really, to think that he could have such strong emotions for anyone. He'd never felt like this before -- not about anyone who'd ever been in his life.

But there was something about Will that drew him closer, that kept beckoning to him to take one step, then another .... until he was so close that he felt he would be scorched by the heat that built up between the two of them. A heat that he'd never felt before.

Will was intoxicating. He was irresistible in every way.

He had already made Will his, Hannibal mused. The young man was bound to him in every way; physically, emotionally, and even mentally. He could lift Will to the heights, or drag him to the depths. He owned Will Graham, heart, body and soul.

It disconcerted him to think that maybe, in some ways, Will also owned him. That knowledge almost made him want to back away. Almost, but not quite.

Will ahd become an indispensable part of his life. He couldn't see himself in the future without Will by his side -- and that also disconcerted him. He was malleable, vulnerable to just one glance from Will. One look, and those oceans of blue would submerge him.

He was drowning, and a part of him didn't want to come up for air.