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Hannibal Lecter x Reader
Requested by: @sourdrop
Request:Good morning/evening :) Could I request a Hannibal x reader fic where she is helping him make dinner one night & Hannibal confesses his feelings to her & reader is confused/ kinda shocked because no one has ever expressed any romantic interest in her before & also she’s had a huge crush on him for awhile & then maybe it ends with a sweet kiss tysm
Having dinner at Hannibal’s was something you worked into your daily routine.
It started off with him inviting you to an event of his, then he asked you to come over more and more frequently.
Monthly, weekly and soon almost it turned into a daily thing.
If it wasn’t for your workplace and responsibilities, you probably would have been over every day.
And just as those dinners grew closer, so did you to Dr Lecter.
He was charming, there was no denying that. Even a blind person could see that he was a work of art.
But you didn’t want to get ahead of yourself.
Every time you met someone new, you hoped, they would have some feelings for you. You desperately wanted someone to have as a partner and not just as a friend.
You had enough friends.
But, men worked differently.
They never wanted you, they never saw you more than just a friend or colleague. You were always alone, and each time a little piece in you died.
The piece that craved intimacy. Someone to share time with, someone to go home to and cuddle with.
Maybe that’s why you liked going over to Hannibal’s place.
You made yourself believe that it might be true, that this time might be different, that you finallyfound someone that wants to spend time with you, more than just a friend.
And each and every time you had to remind yourself not to let yourself believe these tales.
In your lifetime it never happened before, ever, so, why would this be any different?
And as time passed, you slowly started to see how silly you were. Each night when you left to go home, you laughed as your hope slithered away.
You smiled as you got into your car and you had to remind yourself that he saw you nothing more than a friend.
And so, you stopped having expectations. You stopped getting your hopes up.
“I was thinking, we should go and see a play, if you’d like.” Hannibal said as he put the dessert in front of you.
Another day, another dinner.
“Oh, I do you know you like opera?”
“I was thinking more of a… romantic play. I hoped you would come with me as a date.” he said with a small smile and you couldn’t help but stare.
Did you hear him correctly?
“A date?” you asked, placing your spoon down.
“Yes, call me bold but I think our chemistry is fantastic and I would like to take you out on a date.” you looked at him, waiting for someone to jump out from behind you, trying to find the hidden camera.
“Are-Are you joking?” you asked with a low voice.
“No, of course not. I would never play such cruel games with you.” he immediately said. “Is it that awful to think I would have such interests in you?”
“Wh-No… Hannibal, no I-I don’t know what to say. I was never…Men usually well, rather often actually, have no interest in me.
“Nonsense.” he chuckled. “They are blind not to see your beauty and intellect. Or possibly they were all blinded by your beauty too afraid to voice it.”
That made you laugh a little.
“I doubt that.”
“No doubt on my end. So, date?”
You smiled at him as he did at you.
“Okay, yes. I’d love to go on a date with you.”
“Wonderful, I’ll make sure that you will enjoy yourself. I will make you forget about al those silly little boys who were too afraid to even look at a stunning woman like you.”
You were sure he will.
Hannibal was a man of his words, you noticed that the moment you met him.
You were all giggly and happy for the upcoming days, waiting for your date, you even bought a new dress.
This was different. This date was very different, you knew that.
And just as he promised and eight in the evening, he appeared wearing a gorgeous suit, with flowers in his hands to whoo you.
He went all out and you couldn’t be happier for his confession.
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Jason Voorhees
The first time you cuddled with him, he was shocked.
He didn’t know what to do, where to put his hands. He was too afraid to touch you, he was afraid he would unintentionally hurt you, it was awkward. He couldn’t even sleep, his heart was hammering and both of you could hear it. But it didn’t make you pull away. You didn’t move. Not one inch. You wanted Jason to be familiar with closeness, be more used to having you touch him, hug him and cuddle him. This was a great start for that.
And surely enough, slowly you started to notice him pulling you closer, him touching your arms more, one time he even cuddled up to you on bed.
Michael Myers
When you cuddled with him for the first time, he was like a statue. Not moving, not blinking, and you doubt he was breathing.
He was shocked, but more in a pleasant way. He wasn’t used to affectionate touches, so, when he felt you cuddle up to him, he wasn’t sure what to do. So far in your relationship, you always told him, trying to teach him what to do in situations.
But it looked like this time, you wouldn’t have to. He was a natural after the first cuddle. Michael was open to learn how to cuddle. But you didn’t have to teach him one thing and that made you happy. He knew how to hold you, not too tight but tight enough, close to his heart.
Thomas Hewitt
The first time you hugged him, he freaked out, so cuddling was almost off the table, until one evening when you fell asleep on him.
He. Freaked. Out.
Poor Tommy didn’t know what he was supposed to do as he just looked at you, silently confirming it for himself that you were indeed asleep. He didn’t know any better so he just let you. Frozen in one place, he didn’t dare to move, he was afraid you’d wake up and move away, and he didn’t want that.
Then, you started doing it more and more often. Even during the day.
Thomas loves cuddling now. Being so close to you was something he always treasured. You’d often find him standing beside you, silently asking for you to hold him or for him to hold you.
Hannibal Lecter
King of cuddles.
He is not big on showing affection at first, but then he finds out that it helps a certain kind of hunger, one he never felt before, one that fills his heart. And after that, he wanted to hold you all the time.
Cuddles, everywhere, anywhere and at any given time. Holding you close during social event and holding you during sleep. He loved listening to your heart beat. It calmed him, even inspired him.
Patrick Bateman
Hates cuddles.
Hates showing any kind of ‘normal’ emotion, he finds it disgusting. He knows he loves you, you know he loves you, so why do you have to keep putting your head on his chest when you wanted to sleep? It was uncomfortable and inconvenient! He would even vocalize his feelings regarding cuddles. Saying how much he would prefer if you kept to your place on the bed, or when he was in the middle of watching a movie, you needed to be on the oposite site of the couch.
But to be fair, he would be the one to pull you close or cuddle up to you as he slept.
He would never admit it, but he actually loved to cuddle with you.
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