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Title: The One Responsible
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.


Will sank back against the comfortable pillows on the bed with a thankful sigh. It had been hard for him to get up the stairs, even though Hannibal had taken things very slowly, supporting most of his weight. But he'd still had to move, which his body hadn't wanted to do.

He knew that all the bruises would fade before too long, but at the moment, every single one of them seemed to have sprung to life and were throbbing painfully.

Still, he was alive, he told himself. Alive and safe, here in Hannibal's home. He didn't know how Hannibal had managed to convince his doctors that he should leave the hospital, but he had -- and he'd been brought here, instead of taken to his own home.

It was a relief to be able to let himself lie back and drift.

Hannibal had assured him that Beverly and Jimmy were taking care of his dogs; they would be fed and let out to run, and even though they'd be missing Will's companionship, they would be safe. Hannibal would even take him to visit them on the weekend.

But Hannibal had insisted that he was going to spend the majority of his recovery time here, where he could be supervised. Will was grateful for that; as much as he usually liked his solitude, this wasn't a time when he really wanted to be alone.

Hannibal was right; this was the best place for him to recover. If he stayed alone in his own home, he would have his dogs for company, but no one to really talk to. And at this point, he felt that he needed to talk to Hannibal.

He needed to put their relationship back on the right keel. He didn't want Hannibal to feel responsible for him; he didn't want the other man to think that he had somehow been responsible for what had happened, since Will had been kidnapped when he was there.

The only person responsible for all of this was dead.

It was still hard for him to believe that Hannibal had shot the man, especially when he could have killed Will; that was just one more shock that he was going to have to recover from. He and Hannibal would have to have a long, serious talk about that.

But at the moment, the only important thing was that he was here, in Hannibal's home, and that Hannibal actually wanted him to be here.

Will sighed, closing his eyes, waiting for Hannibal to come back into the room. He knew that his recovery was going to take a while, but somehow, that didn't seem daunting -- not now when he was in the best possible place for that recovery to be complete.