![]() Will is in denial and Hannibal is pretty soft A post-fall fic that was born out of a single page of dialogue and now is it's own monster. Some people will have to die but that is a sacrifice they are willing to make. Will and Hannibal doing what they do best right after the fall. The question in them was evident: Will you stay with me forever? “I want… to see you as you were that night, every night, forever.” His voice had dropped to an almost whisper. ![]() I know what I want, but I do not wish to force you into something you don’t want.” Hannibal spoke softly, with an earnest patience that was unfairly disarming. I am merely trying to discern your thoughts.
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