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Title: Walking on Clouds
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Lee Fallon
Fandom: Hannibal/The Big C
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 1, Clouds
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will Graham or Lee Fallon, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Will felt as though he was walking on clouds lately.

Being married to Lee made him feel like the happiest man on earth. He couldn't wipe the smile from his face; just thinking about his husband made his heart soar.

Of course, he didn't smile at crime scenes. When he was there, he pushed thoughts of his personal life and the man he loved out of his mind, and concentrated on the case at hand. But whenever he wasn't in the field, he could fill his mind with thoughts of Lee.

He had never been so happy in his life, and it was all due to the man he loved. He'd never thought that this kind of happiness was possible.

For other people, maybe it was. But not for him.

Lee had changed all of that. From the first moment he'd looked into those incredibly blue eyes, and Lee had smiled at him, he'd been a goner.

He had fallen hard and fast, and he had no regrets about that. What would have been the use in holding back when every fiber of his being was screaming at him that this man was the one, that he'd finally found what it seemed as though he'd spent his entire life searching for?

Holding back would have been useless -- and Will doubted that he wol have been able t odo so. Lee had made him smile, laugh, and most of all, had made him hope.

He had to hold on to that hope, he told himself as he made his way out of Jack's office and headed down the hallway to leave the building.

He had to believe that his husband would beat this cancer. The doctors who were running this newest clinical trial that Lee was involved in had said that the results looked promising; maybe this treatment would work where none of the others had before.

He had to believe that this would be the one. Or that the one after this would, if for some reason this one didn't work the way they expected it to.

He wasn't going to give up hope. Not when his life was so perfect.

He wanted to keep walking on these clouds for as long as he could; he didn't want to think that anything could take away the perfect happiness he'd been feeling.

The thought of this trial not working for Lee made his steps falter as he reached the front doors and headed out into the sunshine of the spring day. Will shook his head, refusing to let any dark clouds hover over the horizon of his future. He didn't want to think about that.

No. Lee would beat this, and they would have a long and happy life together. They had years of joy ahead of them. Decades, even. Their life together was only beginning.

He pushed the darker thoughts away.

He wasn't going to listen to them. Not today.

Today, he was walking on clouds.