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Title: Recover From You
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 22, Recovery
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. soar

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Will breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back in his chair and staring at Hannibal. "So you knew all day that you wouldn't be leaving," he whispered, unable to believe that Hannibal had let him worry about this all day long, until his anxiety level was through the roof.

He should have expected that, really. He had no right to expect Hannibal to call him with the news of his decision not to leave.

He wasn't that important in Hannibal's life, was he? Even though he liked to think that he was the driving force behind his lover's every waking moment, he knew realistically that he wasn't, and never would be. Still, it would be nice for Hannibal to consider his feelings.

"Will? Are you annoyed with me?" Hannibal's voice cut into his thoughts.

A very soft voice. Hannibal was speaking gently now, his gaze riveted on Will's face. "I know that it came as a shock to you to think that I might leave. And I will be honest -- it was a great temptation. It may take you a while to recover from that."

Will nodded, feeling numb. So Hannibal had been tempted to leave, to calmly turn his back on all that he knew here, and leave Will behind. He should have expected that, too. No one would turn down a great job in an exciting place without a lot of thought.

"But you see, I didn't leave," Hannibal told him, reaching out to take one of Will's hands in his own, gently bending the younger man's slender fingers back and forth. "I couldn't. Do you know why, Will?" Those dark eyes were on his face, the question hanging in the air between them.

Will shook his head, unable to speak for a moment. He had no idea why Hannibal had chosen not to leave; he was certain that it had nothing to do with their relationship. Hannibal could easily have found another submissive; it wouldn't be that hard for him.

"I didn't leave because I couldn't bear not to have you in my life."

Will's eyes widened, his gaze locking with Hannibal's. He could hardly believe the words he was hearing; Hannibal hadn't wanted to leave him. He did mean something to Hannibal -- obviously, quite a lot. The thought made his heart soar.

"You are still recovering from a host of problems, Will. I did not want to add recovery from me to that list." Hannibal smiled slightly, tilting his head. "And to be quite truthful, I doubt that it would have been easy for me to recover from you."

Those words ran in Will's ears as Hannibal pulled him to his feet, their gazes still locked. Lips parted, blue eyes wide, Will waited, wondering what his lover would say next.

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