Title: Koi No Yokan
Author: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Sherlock Holmes
Fandoms: Hannibal/Sherlock
Rating: PG-13
Table: Otherwordly Challenge, tv_universe
Prompt: Koi No Yokan
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will Graham or Sherlock Holmes, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


He should have known that he would feel this way.

He should have guessed it from the first moment he met Will, Sherlock told himself. He should have known that feeling, should have assimilited it immediately.

Koi no yokan. He should have realized that feeling when it had first wrapped around his heart, instead of trying to push it away and telling himself that he would analyze it later. He should have realized what he was feeling, and taken the time to examine it.

That extraordinary sense that he'd had upon first meeting Will, that sense that he would fall in love with this man, had been the most accurate feeling he'd ever experienced.

It had hardly taken any time at all, had it? Sherlock asked himself as he leaned back against the comfortable cushions of the couch. From feeling that he was going to fall in love to actually letting it happen had been accomplished in what must be record time.

He'd never expected this. He had thought that he would merely be helping someone who needed it, not that he would allow himself to fall head over heels for them.

It seemed that Will had an unexpected effect upon him.

Well, he was in it now, he told himself. In over his head. He had never been in love before, but he didn't doubt that he wax experiencing that emotion now. He didn't need to ponder it; there was question. He was in love with Will Graham.

How could he tell Will that he'd fallen in love with him? It wasn't something that he could simply blurt out. It would require finesse and caution.

After all, Will wasn't the most stable of people. He'd admitted as much himself. And he obviously wasn't the sort of man who was used to having people declare their feelings for him. If Sherlock simply said the words, it could make Will run in the opposite direction.

That wasn't at all what he wanted.

No, he wanted Will to turn towards him, to admit that he felt the same .Sherlock wasn't sure that he did, but he could certainly make an educated guess as to Will's feelings.

Will wasn't a man who admitted his emotions easily. He was a man who was used to hiding, to keeping his feelings bottled up inside of him -- just as Sherlock was. They made an odd couple, to say the least. A couple who had all kinds of obstacles in their path.

But Sherlock was determined that they would knock those obstacles down, and work through any problems that might present themselves. They had to try.

He as getting a bit ahead of himself here, wasn't he? He didn't yet even known how Will felt, though he was fairly sure his own emotions were returned.

Sherlock had the definite feeling that when Will loved, he would love deeply and truly. He would he fiercely loyal and protective towards the person he loved, just as he was towards his dogs. When he loved, he would throw his heart into that love. He would love utterly and completely.

Sherlock wanted to be the person who was on the receiving end of that love. He wanted to be the man to whom Will Graham gave his heart and soul.

He wanted Will's love more than he had ever wanted anything.

He should have known from the first time he saw this man that he was falling in love. There never should have been any question in his mind about it. There had never been a question about it, not really. He had already considered this possibility.

Only it wasn't a possibility, not any more. It was real, and it was immediate. He had fallen in love with Will Graham. No use trying to deny it.

Did Will feel the same? He was fairly sure that the thought of love, of a relationship, had occurred to Will, that this man also felt the attraction, the pull between them. But there was no telling what Will felt, and at the moment, he was too scattered and shaken to discuss the subject.

Well, he could wait. He could be patient.

After all, he'd been patient this long while he had worked to get Will out of jail, Sherlock told himself firmly. He could let that patience live on for a little while longer.

Koi no yokan. He'd always thought of the words with a bit of a disdainful air before, never dreaming that that sort of revelation would ever come upon him the first time he met someone. But then, he had never counted on the advent of Will Graham in his life.

Had Will felt that same attraction, right from the beginning? Sherlock didn't want to simply ask him if he had; somehow that seemed too .... well, intrusive.

But he was fairly sure that Will had felt it, and that he wanted the two of them to advance towards each other, just as Sherlock did. Those steps might be small ones, and it might take them a while to get there. But he was certain that they would.

He and Will were destined to be together. Something lodged deep with his heart told him that this man was his future, the one person who was right for him.

Sherlock was sure that time would prove him right.