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Hannibal was awakened by his moving mattress. He was a light sleeper, but that doesn’t mean he was very happy when his sleep was disturbed after a very difficult week. He rolled onto the side and blindly searched for a warm body. His hand was met with a warm pillow and an open blanket. The spot was empty, and his brows furrowed in confusion as he refused to open his eyes just for a few more seconds before he sighed and pouted as he couldn’t fall asleep without his beloved Will cuddling up to him.
Hannibal found himself needing to constantly touch and cuddle when Will was sleeping over, as he had prepared a delicious dinner and asked for kisses in return. His beautiful man was nowhere in sight as Hannibal started looking for him in his bedroom. The bathroom was empty, the yellow light invading his dark bedroom. He pouted in his loneliness and got out of bed to retrieve his long-lost beloved.
He figures the man couldn’t be too far as he had padded down the stairs barefoot. There he was in all his glory; his dear will be sitting and hunched on a couch over a plethora of crime scene pictures. He stalked behind Will and kissed his neck in a midnight greeting, offering a sweet touch as he hugged him from behind. His poor Will was burdened so much by his work, and his brilliant mind was unable to give him peace even in the dead of night. Hannibal inhaled his scent, savouring the comforting silence as he trailed his eyes over the photo evidence.
Will was right now enamoured by a photo that displayed a young woman’s body. She was cut open, with expertise and clean cuts, ‘infected’ by the colourful lichens. The killer tries to morph her with nature, mirror her into safety so she couldn’t be seen by predators. Funny how the killer tried to save her from himself as Will was humming softly in his concentration. Hannibal ran his finger through his messy curls, massaging his scalp.
Will hummed in pleasure and sighed in relief as his headache vanished at the pressure points being simulated.
‘’hey, Han,’’ he greets sleepily and throws his head back to meet Hannibal’s lips. Hannibal happily kisses his beloved as he continues his ministrations. His other hand massaged out the tension in his shoulder.
‘’rough night?’’ Hannibal asked, voice hushed and tender.
Will grants him a silent nod and Hannibal kisses his headaches away, although they most likely will return, but for now, his beloved seems to be comforted by his soft touches.
‘’I cannot figure him out. He is trying to knock his way into my mind as if adapting to my thoughts to keep me away from seeing him. ‘’
Hannibal put his head on his shoulder, humming in thought as he listened to Will and his struggle to understand his enigmatic killer. Hannibal was marvelling at his mind. He was positive his beloved would figure it ou,t as it was clear the killer had been flirting with becoming an invisible force to get to his lover.
He comes to the conclusion he will have to do something about it, but not before he gets Will back to their bed and cuddles him to sleep. The more he thinks of it, the more he is annoyed that the minutes that are passing are the time that deprives him of being held by those strong arms. If Hannibal had a weakness, it is the man who is right now keeping him away from the warmth and softness of the pillows.
With a kiss, he prompts his beloved to drop the photo he was holding and put it back onto the coffee table.
‘’I am sure it will still be there, waiting for your verdict in the morning, darling.’’
Will huffs, amused as Hannibal manages to be grumpily cute about being up in the middle of the night. He was working late, unable to sleep and slip away from his embrace. He admitted his mistake and granted another kiss to his sweetheart. Will kisses his pouting lips in apology and drags Hannibal onto his lap.
Hannibal’s grumpy mood vanished as he was delighted for an impromptu make out and being plopped on Will’s very comfortable lap. he sighed happily into the sweet touches, his fingers playing with messy curls. He moaned cutely and chuckled as his beloved whined once he removed his plush lips from the other pair.
Hannibal, however, grateful for a brief seductive distraction, needs his darling back in his bed to get him some proper sleep. He was sure Jack would not let him get much sleep in the coming week if the dark circles under Will's vivid blue eyes are anything to go by.
‘’come on, love’’ with herculean power, he leaves Will’s lap empty and offers his hand to lead Will away from the couch. He drags his beloved back up the stairs and bribes him with kisses along the way until he happily sighs into a warm embrace and cuddles up to Will.
Will holds him and does not dare to leave Hannibal’s side as they fall asleep in each other’s arms. Will dreams of his beloved with a smile stretching his lips gently as he finds the fact that Hannibal gets very cute, adorable when he is in desperate need of midnight cuddles.
He settles into the octopus hold Hannibal has him in and dreams of their lives together, momentarily forgetting the troubling killer.