Title: Brighter Than the Sun
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: Personal Challenge 2, 1drabble
Prompt: 14, Sun
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.
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Will glanced into the mirror as he ran a hand through his hair; if he didn't hurry, he was going to be late for work, and that was the last thing he needed to deal with today. He hadn't been himself for the last few weeks, and he was sure that someone would remark on that.He'd been much happier since he and Hannibal had become intimate, and he was surprised that no one he worked with had seemed to notice that yet.
Maybe they'd been expecting him to find someone who could turn his usual dour attitude around. Though no one would possibly guess that it was Hannibal -- and no one could know anything about the kind of relationship the two of them shared.
If they did, they'd probably turn their backs on Will for good.
They would all think he was some kind of pervert, that he was sicker than some of the murderers he helped to track down. They'd never be able to understand that he desperately needed what Hannibal gave him, that he needed to be overpowered and owned.
No, all they would be able to see was what they perceived as a kind of darkness. They wouldn't be able to see that his relationship with Hannibal lit up his world, that his life had gone from being dark and dreary to being brighter than the sun.
It was a shame that no one he worked with would ever be able to understand the depth of his need; he would never be able to talk to anyone about what Hannibal meant to him, how this man's ownership of him, body and soul, had opened up a whole new world.
He understood himself much better now than he ever had; he had merely been treading water until he'd met Hannibal, trying to hold on to a standard of what other people considered decent and civilized that he'd never really been able to fit into.
Maybe he was decadent, but he reveled in it.
He wasn't going to try to explain his need for what Hannibal gave him to anyone; he didn't think he could. It was enough that the need existed, and that after searching for fulfillment for his entire life, he'd finally found it in one person, a person he'd never dreamed he would be with.
Hannibal was all he wanted, all he needed. If he had to make a choice between everything else in his life, and being with Hannibal, he knew what he would choose.
Adjusting the collar of his shirt, he turned from the mirror towards the bedroom door. He wouldn't have time for breakfast, and he hoped that Hannibal wouldn't insist on it. They'd have time enough for a leisurely meal this evening -- before their nightly activities began.
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