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Title: So Much To Share
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 35, Share
Author's Note: This is a 50-ficlet AU series for Will/Hannibal. In this universe, the two of them are deeply in love with each other, though neither knows quite how to bring that love out into the open.
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


Will stared at himself anxiously in the mirror as he ran a hand through his dark curls, hoping that he looked all right. He wasn't used to being this dressed up, but Hannibal had told him that it was a nice restaurant and that he should dress accordingly.

He felt more uncomfortable than he'd thought he would, though his heart was singing. It still felt like a dream; it didn't seem possible that this was happening.

A date. Hannibal had asked him out on a date.

It was really happening. Tonight. He was going to drive to Hannibal's home in Baltimore, and the two of them would go out on a honest-to-goodness date, just like any normal couple. Anyone who saw them tonight would see them as a pair.

Would Hannibal give him flowers? Kiss him goodnight? Will's heart sped up at the thought, feeling as if it would beat right through his chest. The idea of kissing Hannibal made him feel dizzy, made his knees go weak. That would be a perfect ending to the evening.

It felt strange to be the one driving to Hannibal's place, instead of the other way around. Hannibal would be driving them to the restaurant, though; Will had no idea where they were going. He hoped that it wasn't too ritzy a place.

But it probably was, he fretted as he adjusted his tie for what felt like the hundredth time. Hannibal would only settle for the best.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He had to calm down.

There was so much that he wanted to share with Hannibal, and he wanted it all to start tonight. He wanted them to talk as they'd never talked before -- about themselves, their hopes and dreams, what they each wanted out of a relationship.

This wouldn't be like their clinical talks when Hannibal was observing him and trying to find out what made him tick. Hannibal wouldn't be his psychiatrist tonight. Tonight, they would just be two men out on a date, learning about each other in a new way.

Of course, Hannibal wasn't technically his psychiatrist, anyway. He wasn't a patient. They just talked about Will's psyche once in a while.

There were no professional ethics being breached. And if it would make things easier for Hannibal, then Will would stop talking to him as a psychiatrist. That would probably be for the best, anyway, if their friendship moved into a relationship after tonight.

Just the thought of that possibility made Will's heart speed up, his breath hitching in his throat. After this night, he might be dating Hannibal. He might be able to think of them as a couple for more than one night. He might even be able to share his life with this man.

That was all he wanted. To share everything about himself with Hannibal.

Life could give him nothing more than to be one with the man he'd wanted for what felt like forever. This night was only the beginning of a future that he could see stretching gloriously ahead of them, a future that he wanted to grab onto and hold firmly in both hands.

Hannibal had to have feelings for him aside from friendship; they wouldn't be going out on a date if he didn't. He wouldn't asked for this if he wasn't interested.

Will took one deep breath, then another. He had to stay calm; he couldn't let his emotions run away with him. Yes, Hannibal was apparently interested in him as something more than a friend. But he couldn't let himself jump into this.

He had to be cautious, and move forward carefully. Hannibal wasn't the kind of man who would just jump into a relationship, either; he was sure of that. They would have to take things slowly, and see where they went from this first date.

Just the idea of going out on a date with Hannibal was exciting enough. But contemplating a future with the man he wanted so badly -- that was exhilarating.

He only hoped that Hannibal wanted that same future with him.

Of course he did, Will told himself firmly. He wouldn't have wanted them to go out if he wasn't thinking of the future. Hannibal wasn't the kind of man to go out on one casual date and then drop things at that. No, he would want this to be their first step.

There was so much for them to share; tonight was only the beginning. They would be able to open up to each other in ways that they never had before; tonight, there would be no barriers. Nothing would be taboo for them to ask -- and to answer.

Will's heart was racing again; he stepped back from the mirror, closing his eyes and making a conscious effort to calm himself. If he kept this up, then he would be a nervous wreck when he got to Hannibal's, and he'd probably babble like an idiot all night.

No, he wouldn't do that. He would be calm, cool, and charming.

At least, that was what he would try to be, he thought wryly. He'd never thought of himself as being charming, but maybe Hannibal saw him in a different light.

Tonight would only be the first night they shared themselves with each other, Will told himself as he headed out of his bedroom and down the stairs. Tonight they would talk -- and on subsequent nights, he hoped they would be sharing much, much more than merely words.