… Lecter pulled back slowly, shocked. Graham didn’t move, looking in front of him - looking into him - like a man with sleepwalking syndrome who stood up in the middle of the night.
“What’s behind your back?” - Hannibal winced slightly, twitching his head, as if he could drive away painful Will’s thoughts from himself, but they seemed to swarm around him. He felt suffocated. Felt something cold and viscous seeping into his head. A growing pain began to spread over his temples, but Will suddenly blinked, his eyes focused again and acquired their usual confused expression …
Fic Summary: On summer vacation with Hannibal, Will acts on the spur of the moment and makes a life-changing decision. Not everyone is going to approve but that’s only the start of Will’s problems - how much does he really know about Hannibal and will he live to regret loving him?
Set in an AU where Will is a young genderfluid student who began dating Hannibal after they met as part of his studies.
Excerpt under the read more below:
Will and Hannibal have been invited to a garden party given by Mrs Komeda:
Both of them peered upwards; after a few sluggish spots of rain, the heavens opened. Will leapt up and so did Hannibal, snatching up his jacket from the grass. The rain fell in sheets and with such force it ricocheted off the ground. From around them came shrieks and screams; most of the guests ran for the house. Those already under the awning squashed up to make room for incomers; others ducked inside in search of things to dry off with. For Will and Hannibal, the sycamore was much nearer. And the rain was too intense - those who risked a dash across the lawns arrived dismayed and dripping.
Under the tree, Hannibal offered his jacket up to Will like an umbrella. But Will shook his head, dislodging several fat droplets from his hair and one from the end of his nose. He was already wet through - he could feel his dress sticking to his back.
“Too late,” he said. “And it’s not so bad under here.”
The tree was mature and broad-leaved and if they stood close to the trunk only a few splashes of rain penetrated. Hannibal was in much the same state as Will - his white shirt was sodden, especially across the shoulders and chest. But it was of thick, quality cotton - unlike Will’s dress.
“Um,” Will said, looking down - his dress was near transparent. “But maybe you could use that jacket to protect my modesty?”
“Oh dear,” Hannibal laughed, after seeing the state of Will’s clothing. He wrapped his jacket round Will’s shoulders and pulled him close. “Are you cold?”
“No,” Will sighed. “Just exposing myself to a party of rich strangers.”
“The lightning seems to have passed over,” Hannibal observed. “We should be fine under this tree. If we stay here your dress might have time to dry a little.”
Will shifted nearer still and put his arms around Hannibal’s neck. “Maybe some body heat might help?”
Outside of the tree’s protection the rain pelted down; Hannibal’s grip tightened around his waist. “I’m sure it would,” he said, his mouth tantalisingly close to Will’s. “It might also add to your problems, if we take it too far.”
But he kissed him anyway. Will’s skin tingled; he opened his mouth and urged Hannibal to do the same. He wished they were alone. He wished they were back at the beach house, free to do whatever they wanted, wherever they liked. The heat of Hannibal’s skin burned out through the wet shirt to greet Will’s palms. If he could taste it, it would be salty on Will’s lips.
Got requested to draw recent photos of Hugh and Mads as Will and Hannibal together, so I picture them going to camping for holiday (S4?) since its Mid-Autumn Festival in my culture. Here in HK, people love grilling outdoor and admire the gorgous full moon. Do you guys love grilling in this season? I’ve heard human flesh smells like pork, so it should go with BBQ sauce.
Happy holiday to those who celebrate~ And its also peaceful to admire the moon and enjoy the lovely autumn weather.
Saw a request hoping to see Hannibal in a 3 piece suit in waders. I honestly don’t know how that would work out so I’m sided with Will. Anyway, enjoy the weekend, maybe go fishing in a suit, who knows.
love this scene. Will takes a drag from the mug like he is unfamiliar with beverages that aren’t whiskey &whole time this guy is watching him the way a cartoon poacher looks at an endangered species through binoculars
I have this fluffy headcanon that Will likes to curl up against Hannibal’s chest in the same position as he did before the cliff dive, because it reminds him of that beautiful moment and makes him feel safe and loved
Ahhh I am an hour and a bit past my posting date but I haven’t gone to sleep yet so I am STILL COUNTING IT!! Darn photoshop crashing on me while I’m trying to meet a deadline…
ANYWAY, for the @murder-husbands-big-bang this year I got paired with the incredible @thesilverqueenlady who wrote a stunning fic titled My Only Constant is You. In this fic, Hannibal is an immortal who can never die, and Will is a time traveler with no control over when and where he travels. Its an absolutely gorgeous story and I am THRILLED I got to do the art for it. Please do yourself a favour and go read it immediately!
I did three pieces of art for this fic. The first is the cover image for the story, depicting the iconic flower blooming in both Hannibal and Will’s minds. The second piece is from chapter two, and depicts Will’s first meeting with Hannibal. Finally, the last piece depicts Hannibal’s first meeting with Will, from the third chapter. I really hope you enjoy!
