Hannibal's principles, his ideals and his forbearance didn’t work around Will, and it often took him by surprise as well. Will was a grey area. An exception. Someone who was capable of forcing emotions out of him without trying. Usually, it would piss him off if someone tapped into his weaknesses, but with Will, he willingly let himself open.
“You should’ve left me at the cliff," said Will.
“I told you I wouldn’t abandon you," Hannibal replied. "I made a promise.”
“I never asked you to.”
“I made a promise to myself.”
Will paused, unable to believe this side of him. “You took a huge risk.”
“And for you, I would do it again.”
“Something tells me you already know the answer to that.”
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Hannigram (AU) - Inescapable
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