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Title: Vows For the Future
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 47, Song
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.


Will smiled as the song he and Hannibal had been listening to stopped playing and the next one started. "You can't go wrong with the Burl Ives music from Rudolph," he told his lover, smothering a yawn. It was late, and he'd had a long day.

It was relaxing to curl up under a warm comforter on the couch with Hannibal. It was something they'd done often enough, but tonight was special.

Tonight was Christmas Eve. One of the most romantic days of the year.

Well, it was romantic in Will's eyes, anyway. And he hoped that the gift he'd gotten Hannibal would be seen as romantic, and not too much. It expressed his feelings -- and it was also a symbol of the future he wanted the two of them to have together.

Sitting here listening to music with Hannibal on Christmas Eve, with snow coming down outside, was one of the most romantic things he'd ever done. Not that he'd done many.

Romance had never been his forté -- and anyway, he'd never had anyone who he wanted to get romantic with. Not until now. Not until Hannibal had come crashing into his life and made him realize that he'd fallen head over heels in love.

The song that was playing now was a sad one, but romantic at the same time. He'd always liked "Merry Christmas, Darling" by the Carpenters.

"I like this song," he murmured, shifting slightly in Hannibal's arms. "It's sad, but at the same time, it's one of those sweet romantic songs. Kind of right for the season, and for two people in love. Even though I am with you, unlike the person singing the song."

Hannibal smiled, nodding in response to Will's words.

"I believe we should dance to this one," he said softly, getting up and going to the stereo. Without another word, he started the song over again, and held out a hand to Will.

Will didn't need any encouragement to be in Hannibal's arms. They had gotten used to dancing together; somehow, swaying to a slow, romantic song in Hannibal's living room seemed to come naturally to him now, when only a short while ago, it had seemed difficult.

But then, being with Hannibal, especially at this time of year, was all he wanted. So of course it seemed to come naturally; the feeling came from his heart.

They would exchange their gifts tomorrow; he could hardly wait.

He'd gotten Hannibal a watch fob, one that he'd carefully selected. He'd had it engraved with a few simple words: My love. My life. Always, Will.. That said everything that he needed to say. Those words said it all, so succinctly and so perfectly.

Hannibal was his life. And his love. The man he couldn't live without, the man he wanted to be with for all of his life, and beyond. There was nothing else to say, no way that he could express his feelings more eloquently. He loved Hannibal. That was all.

Love was all that mattered, in the end.

What other people might think of their relationship wasn't important. The only thing that mattered was that they were in love, and that they wanted to be together.

He didn't know where the next year might take them, what might happen between them. He didn't doubt that their relationship would become more intimate; they both wanted that. But there were so many paths that it could take in the future.

Will wanted to explore all of those paths with Hannibal. He wanted the two of them to be together for the rest of their lives, always discovering new things, discovering each other.

They would be. He was sure of it. They were never going to part.

How could they? They were meant for each other, meant to be together. Parting wasn't an option for them. It never would be, now that they'd managed to find each other. He was Hannibal's, and Hannibal was his. They would never have to be alone again.

The words to the song they were dancing to might be words of longing for an absent lover, but neither of them would ever have to feel that way.

This was their first Christmas together as a couple, and in just a few days, they would ring in the New Year together. What would the year ahead bring them? Where would they be at this time next year? How far would their relationship have progressed by that time?

Will didn't know, and wasn't sure that he wanted to know. It was enough for him that they were here, at this point in time, together and in love.

That love was really all that mattered to him. Having Hannibal by his side, being in his arms, and knowing that Hannibal loved him. He needed nothing more that that; as long as he was with his love, then the rest of the world seemed very far away.

He wanted to stay like this for a lifetime.

When the song ended, he looked up into Hannibal's dark eyes, looking at his lover with the light of love shining in his intense blue gaze.

Their lips met in a kiss that was passionate and promising, a kiss that made silent vows for the future. And in the quiet after the song had ended, there was nothing that felt more right to Will than being in Hannibal's arms, exactly where he belonged.