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Title: Look Into Your Heart
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 7, Bond
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 bounded up the steps of Hannibal's house, glad that his boyfriend had given him a key. He wouldn't have to knock and wait for Hannibal to come to the door; he could just go in.

That had been something that he hadn't expected, being given a key. He hadn't even realized it at first, until the morning that he'd taken out his keys to lock the front door of his own house -- and found one that he didn't recognize on his key ring.

He'd called Hannibal later that day, to ask if he knew what the mysterious key was. He'd received the answer that it was to Hannibal's house, that he should have it.

Will had sworn that he could feel his heart swell at those words.

As though Will had called out or knocked, the door opened, and Hannibal was standing there, a smile on his lips. "Hello, Will. I saw your car."

He stood back to allow Will to enter the house, then closed the door. "Judging from the look on your face, you've had a bad day in the field," Hannibal told him, his voice soft. "If you need to talk, then I am here to listen. Any time you need me."

Will nodded, tears rising behind his eyes. He blinked them back, wishing that he didn't feel like he turned into a waterworks any time Hannibal was kind to him.

"Will, what is it? What's wrong?" Hannibal could obviously sense the turmoil within him; his boyfriend took his hands and led him into the office, seating him on the couch.

It was amazing how Hannibal could always tell when there was something wrong, without even having to hear a word, Will thought absently. They had a bond that allowed Hannibal to almost feel what he did, at least when he was near.

He'd never thought that he could have something like that with anyone else. To have it with Hannibal was something of a miracle.

That bond grew stronger with each passing day, each time they were together.

Will didn't doubt that the bond he shared with Hannibal was something that would last, something that would be with them for all of their lives. It wasn't something that faded, or could be broken. It would only keep growing stronger, bringing them closer to each other.

"Why do you always seem to understand what I need, just when I need it?" he asked with a soft smile. "It's like you can look into my mind."

"Perhaps I look into your heart instead," Hannibal told him, sitting down beside him and taking his hand. "I can look at your face and tell when you're upset, Will."

"Does it show so much, then?" Will almost felt dismayed at that; he didn't want the whole world to know when he was upset, or had something serious on his mind. He hadn't realized that he didn't manage to school his features to impassivity well enough.

But Hannibal shook his head, smiling.

"Of course not," he said, his voice very soft. "I think I can only see it so well because of my feelings for you, Will. Because of the bond between us."

Funny that Hannibal should have mentioned that bond when he'd just been thinking about it, Will thought. But it just proved how close the two of them were; their thoughts seemed to move in the same direction so often that it was as if they read each other's minds.

"Yeah, I had a bad day in the field," he said with a sigh, leaning back into the soft cushions of the couch. "I just wanted to get here to you as soon as I could."

Hannibal nodded, his expression one of loving concern. "Did something happen at the crime scene?" he asked, his voice still very gentle. "Something that unnerved you?"

"It was just .... worse than they usually are." Will gulped, then took a deep breath before speaking. "I keep feeling that if I have to see this all the time, day in and day out, that I'm going to lose my grip on reality. That I'll fade away. I already feel like i'm starting to."

Without another word, Hannibal turned toward Will, pulling the young man into his arms. They sat like that for a long time before either of them spoke.'

"You won't fade away, Will." Hannibal's voice was decisive, strong and firm. "I won't let you."

Will rested his head on Hannibal's shoulder, blinking back the tears again. He didn't want to take a chance on fading away, not now that he had so much to live for.

He wanted to stay here in Hannibal's arms forever -- or at least for tonight. He felt safe here; their bond was even stronger when they were together, and he felt that nothing and no one could touch him when he was here in Hannibal's arms.

Will closed his eyes, letting himself relax in Hannibal's embrace. He would stay here tonight, until he felt more stable. Though it would be extremely hard to leave.