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Will nodded gradually as he looked down at his hands. Sighing softly as he leaned closer to the affectionate touches and closing his eyes afterwards. “I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t here.” He exclaimed softly and tapered his brows. “I couldn’t imagine you not being here..I couldn’t imagine not having a family.” He whispered and bit the inside of his cheek lightly, “Not having you all would drive me insane.”

Will looked over her and gently rubbed over her shoulder for a moment. Then having him lean over a bit to gently peck at her lips. “Alright- I just hope Hannibal won’t do anything to any of you. It would destroy me completely. He’s so far away yet I still fear that he’s going to ruin this for me. He’s going to ruin us. Hurt our family. Hurt you..” he groaned faintly and gradually leaned his head back.

It had been weeks now and Molly really missed Will a lot, she wondered after Will was gone would they really get back to what they once had? Molly sighed and looked at Wally, waiting for maybe Will to drop by for a visit. Which wasn't realistic. Not only would she have let him go, but Jack Crawford had almost urged her that it could also be your family who would fall victim to the perpetrator. She had had almost no choice and had promised Will no matter how he got home, she would still be the same.

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Will sighed faintly as he rubbed over his face. A long day and an even longer one to go see his therapist. With pursed lips he made his way to the door of her office. Knocking with hesitance and waiting Their for a few moments. He wasn’t a fan of therapists ever. He didn’t like the thought of anyone knowing what truly goes on in his head and in some ways he doesn’t even know what goes on in his head.

It must have been a busy day for Will, and Henriette wonders if he would arrive on time for the therapy session. Jack Crawford was clear, at least according to Hobbs' results. Jack had deprived her of the opportunity to get to know him in her own way so she hoped that he could start a new beginning with her.

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Will sighed softly as he looked over the other. Clearing his throat and eventually reaching to gaze his fingers over where the scar was. “I feel it everyday..” he trailed off quietly and bit his lip gently. “Everyday I look at the scar..I am reminded of you and I adore it.”

When @willgrahamrper says he helps you more often as other think. "Where do you help me more? You got me all curious."

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“You are lovely, Hannibal.” Will spoke softly while he looked at the other and lightly rubbed over his arm. Inhaling deeply while he pursed his lips and glanced down at his own lap.

When @willgrahamrper says he helps you more often as other think. "Where do you help me more? You got me all curious."

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Will took a few moments to process where he was. To process that he was actually here with his wife and not with Jack or with Alana. He was simply here and in the moment for the time being. Softly pecking her cheek and lightly grabbing onto her hand with a faint nod, “I’m glad you’re still here.. There are times where I think that I’m just..hallucinating or something like that. I get really nervous. I don’t want this to be some sort of mirage that my brain decided to make up because I’m not coping well with everything going on.”

“So..I thought I’d drop by. Maybe seeing you and seeing Wally would help me. To cheer me up in a way..” Will trailed off as he wrapped his arms loosely around her waist and smiled contently at her. “Not only that..I know it might be dangerous but still..I just had to come and see you. You both help me stay in the moment. To stay here.. With you both.” He trailed off and held her close in that moment. Resting his head against her shoulder and then eventually leaning back and sighing contently. “So that I could love you both and be here for you.. and of course our lovely dogs. But..I’ll find him in a little bit I just want to be with you for right now.” He mumbled lowly while he rubbed his temples and slowly took a seat near her. “Just you and me for right now..”

It had been weeks now and Molly really missed Will a lot, she wondered after Will was gone would they really get back to what they once had? Molly sighed and looked at Wally, waiting for maybe Will to drop by for a visit. Which wasn't realistic. Not only would she have let him go, but Jack Crawford had almost urged her that it could also be your family who would fall victim to the perpetrator. She had had almost no choice and had promised Will no matter how he got home, she would still be the same.

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When @cupidofiore thinks he doesn’t need as much help as you do. “Hannibal, you have your own demons that I’ve helped you fight off, not just the little mishaps with your tie~”

When @willgrahamrper says he helps you more often as other think. "Where do you help me more? You got me all curious."

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( I help you more often than others would think.)

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Will looked over the other weakly and gradually nodded his head. Pursing his lips a bit while his eyes wandered towards the other, “You’ve never had anyone by your side until now, Hannibal.” He mumbled contently and looked at the hand that was on his shoulder. A faint smile perching on his lips while he cleared his throat, “But I’m at your side forever, Hannibal.” He exclaimed softly and reached to gently grab onto Hannibal’s hand affectionately. Lightly grazing his thumb over his knuckles. This felt intimate to him in a way. This touch. The simple gesture gave him such an intense sense of closeness.

“I wont betray you and you won’t betray me. I trust your word. I truly do.” He whispered and leaned his head back for a few moments. Closing his eyes and inhaling deeply. “Well- my only question now..is where do we go from here?” He inquired while his brows knitted together and he looked over the other. His eyes trailing over his features in their entirety.

"I can't deny that I enjoy or find it fascinating how you find your way to me. @willgrahamrper."

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Will pursed his lips as he looked over the other and licked over his lips, “Alright. I trust you..” he mumbled lowly and walked with the other. Staying beside him up until they arrived in the guest room. Eventually letting himself calm down enough to lay down and lean his head back gradually. “I just hope that the rest I’ll get will really be worth it..I don’t want to only sleep for a couple of hours and wake up in a panic.” Now rubbing his eyes weakly and yawning quietly.

“Waking up that way just- is terrifying. I wake up sweaty and just overall gross. I hate waking up that way.” Will groaned faintly and let his eyes wander over Hannibal with a weak sigh. Hopeful that he’ll finally get the well needed rest that he craved and could never seem to get. “Jack always seems to know when I wake up on the wrong side of the bed..” he scoffed and rubbed his temples For a few moments.

Will already tensed when the other would prepare the syringe. Clearing his throat while he wiped his hands on his pants. He commonly had sweaty palms from hours frequently he seemed to panic or from how nervous he would get. “But so do you. You know me more intimately than he does of course so you know when I’m upset. When I’m not myself. When I’m having a really rough day. You know me really well.” He murmured and tilted his head to fully look at the other, “You know me in a way that I didn’t think anyone ever could.. that’s the most interesting part.” He trailed off and closed his eyes a bit.

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Will’s eyes lidded as his breathing eventually began slowing. His grandeur delusions became more frequent as time passed. Horrifying dreams that led to sleep walking. Odd lapses in time ranging from a couple of minutes to hours. Not to mention the constant looming figure of the man he had killed coming to haunt his every waking moment. He was fine when the first kill from the Chesapeake Ripper had occurred. But being so heavily submerged in his work cost him almost everything. One dreadful night he even had a mild seizure and eventually wound up in the hospital. But at this moment he didn’t know what to think. He was lost in his thoughts. His breathing was labored and he seemed to be in his bed. Sweat dripping from his forehead. His chest. Seemingly everywhere. Now slowly taking the time to tilt his head toward the clock. 2 AM.

“Fuck..” he spoke softly to himself and lifted himself up from the bed. Lightly rubbing his face and letting his hands linger for just a moment. He needed that brief moment to ground himself. Gulping harshly while he walked to his fridge and took a look inside. A few bottles of water. Some leftover food. Other drinks. He could only sigh to himself while he grabbed a bottle of water and practically chugged it. He was incredibly thirsty and felt as though he was losing his mind. Though he could only focus on one pressing matter at a time. He had to visit Hannibal. He needed to find some way to rationalize what was happening to him. He needed something. Anything at all. Hannibal wouldn’t be awake right now would he?.. there was only one way to find out for certain. So he quickly washed his face and got dressed in his usual attire with his messy hair. A simple dark button up along with some decent fitting pants. As he fixed himself up at least a little bit his mind seemed to wander.

At the blink of an eye he seemed to already be at Hannibal’s residence. “What?” He inquired softly to himself. Briefly looking around and even opening the door to look out and see if his car was there. It was. He drove all the way here and didn’t even realize it? He huffed and weakly knocked at his door. Part of him dreaded his decision but the other desperately wanted the other to open the door. It was only after a few moments later that he was second guessing his decision. Pursing his lips while he checked the time. It was quite early in the morning anyway. He shouldn’t expect the other to simply hop out of bed and help him so eagerly. As his mind was bombarded with numerous thoughts of Hannibal he hardly registered the fact that the door had opened until he heard the others soft voice near him. Now picking his head up and inhaling deeply. “Dr. Lecter. I..apologize for the abrupt visit. I know we never schedule this early but.. I thought this was a bit urgent.” He spoke in a hushed voice. His voice seeming a bit gruff as he fumbled with his hands a bit. Clenching and unclenching them while he inhaled deeply.

“Come in..” Hannibal spoke quietly and stepped aside for Will to enter. Once he did so he closed the door behind him and took a seat. “So, tell me Will.” paused and cleared his throat, “Your mind is coming to horrifying conclusions isn’t it?..I remember we spoke about your brief lapses in time. Chunks of time.. completely gone. A sign of dissociation. I can only wonder how you must feel. You feel like you are no longer in control of your thoughts. You used to be able to handle things in your every day life. No questions of how you wound up here or there. Though now..you’ve truly lost control of that. Do you even remember how you got here? You seem..a bit perplexed.” His words rung in Will’s ears for a bit too long. Lingering in his head while he parted his lips to speak. “No I don’t. That’s one of the reasons I came,” Will trailed off and rubbed his temples. “Sanity is a virtue, Dr. Lecter..everyone has it in the beginning.. but the world can be so cruel that the sanity that we possess in the beginning slowly starts to slip away from us. That is.. until we are but an empty shell of who we used to be.” He whispered and looked down at his hands that dangled near his knees. Now clasping then together and fumbling with his thumbs. His heart was racing in his chest. He could hardly focus on the session.

Though he could focus on the influx of Hannibal’s voice. The subtle movements he made with his facial features. The way he seemed so at ease leaned back against his chair. He seemed to be fixated on him. It was to the point where he could hardly keep his eyes off of him. He wanted Hannibal to speak. He wanted to simply listen to him. Listen to every word he spoke. How it came out of from his lips. What little movements he would make as they sat across from each other. Now his eyes drifted to Hannibal’s hands. Calloused. Yet he remembered feeling them on his face. How gentle his touch was. He craved that. He wanted his touch again. He wanted his touch in ways he couldn’t even fathom. All he knew now was that he wanted Hannibal. All of him. Every inch of him.

“Will?..” The man with the soothing accent spoke, prompting him to snap out of his daze and compose himself. “Right- I’m sorry. It’s still early and- it’s been a rather long night.”

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Will inhaled deeply while his hands glided along the steering wheel. His eyes focused ahead while he listened to the other speak. “There’s a reason why you’re not just a voice but I just can’t wrap my head around the thought that my mental health is this bad.” He mumbled and lightly bit into his cheek. A small rarity now turned into a common bad habit for him. His eyes wandering to the cigarette that the other smoked with ease as if he had been doing it for years. It perplexed him in a way. He didn’t smoke so what made his other self so interested in it.

“It’s so bad that my mind’s trying to cope with everything going on by manifesting a person for comfort. Well- it seems almost obvious that that’s the reason. It’s just hard to come to terms with this.” Will grumbled lowly while his eyes flickered down to his lap for a few moments. His grip slightly tightening on the steering wheel as he lightly shook his head at himself. He didn’t know how to help himself at this point. To know that his mind was so broken in a way that he could never truly fathom was horrifying to him. He cared enough about his wellbeing to want to act on his declining mental health but everything seemed to be spiraling too quickly. With each step in the right direction there’s a force that’s pushing him back enough to make him take two or three steps back.

Will sighed deeply as he drove. So deep in thought that it was borderline zoning out. Of course having to snap himself out of it was the hardest part. He wanted to be back home already. At least then the two of them could divulge into the topic more. Will wasn’t entirely there to respond to the best of his ability. But eventually they arrived in the driveway. He then turned the car off. Shifting to face the other some more and talk some more.

Hi! This is an open starter post for a Hannibal rp! Really it’s just to gauge how I write so that you have an accurate depiction on how I rp.

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Will sighed softly to himself, almost in a contemplative manner. His brown eyes flickering around Hannibal’s office anxiously as he pursed his lips. His teeth sinking into the soft flesh nervously while his hands settled on his lap as Hannibal spoke to him. He listened intently though he found it hard at times to look at the older man in his eyes. His lips parted, as if to speak though nothing came out. Struggling with what to say became rather awkward when silence overtook the room. “I feel like a trapped animal. Encased in a metal cage with nothing to do but lay around and wait for anyone to release me.” Will spoke calmly; fumbling with his hands while he waited for a response.

“You seem to be trapped in your own thoughts too often, Will. Your cage, while it may seem closed and suffocating is actually open. You have not tried the simpler options that are right in front of your eyes. The cage would not be the problem, your hazed over eyes would.” Hannibal spoke in his rather smooth accent. He always seemed to have an answer to whatever metaphor Will came up with. It agitated him, brought him to the point where his remarks would become rather snarky and witty. He didn’t want to lash out on his psychiatrist. It was neither professional nor called for.

“So what are you telling me, Dr. Lecter? That I’m looking over the simple answers that are ‘bestowed upon me’? Not everything can be solved the easy way.” He exclaimed with a raised tone, his hands now moving to the edge of the chair. His nails grazing over the material while he quickly worked on composing himself. He always felt challenged in a way when Hannibal would speak to him in what he thought was a condescending tone. “I apologize for my behavior.” He muttered and scoffed to himself while he gradually leaned back into the chair. Raising his hand to lightly rub at his temples while a weak and seemingly forced smile pulled at the corners of his lips. “So what do you think I should do then, doctor?” He inquired skeptically. Now finding himself locking eyes with the other as he tapered his brows. He could only imagine what the other would say.

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“I step closer to you even now. By being here with you. Sharing a drink with you. We teeter on the line of friendship and romantic intimacy, Hannibal.” Will mumbled as he took another swig and cleared his throat. “Curiosity had taken me quite far with you hasn’t it? Just as it had taken you as far.” He spike softly. Calmly. With no hint of any spite or sarcasm. No playful banter. The discussion was serious and Will treated it as such.

“I’m aware that life won’t be the same. Decisions have consequences, I’m well aware of that fact. I wouldn’t dream of betraying you but I need to know that you won’t betray me as well. The feeling is mutual, Hannibal. I want your trust and I have to earn it and the same goes for you as well.” He mumbled faintly and swirled the wine in it’s glass. “You and I are on an entirely different level that most people could never comprehend. But we can.”

“Are you saying that you’re in love with me, Hannibal?” Will inquired lowly as he slowly stood up. With the wine glass in hand He began approaching the other and let his eyes wander over the man before him. “But- it would be enough. More than enough. I want to be your equal and more. I have a feeling you want me to be your everything. You want nothing more than to be understood and wanted. Loved. Romantically-“ he trailed off and sighed to himself. “I can provide that. I’m not sure how well I could considering my track record of..lovers but I could certainly try my absolute best for you if they means anything. I want to be with you, Hannibal.”

"I can't deny that I enjoy or find it fascinating how you find your way to me. @willgrahamrper."

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Will was intrigued by how the other seemed to talk to him. A soft hum of acknowledgement coming from him while he leaned back into the chair. “You’ve done quite a bit to prove that you care for the most part. I don’t trust easily. I’m sure no one truly does. But you seem to break down my walls almost with ease.” He murmured as his eyes wandered over Hannibal. “Yes. It’s my decision,” he confirmed with a small portion of confidence and nodded. “I love the bitterness. The sting and warmth as it flows down your throat. That aftertaste that leaves your mouth a tad bit dry and craving more of it to quench the dryness.” He rambled on and shrugged his shoulders. “I am going to be with you. Although I trust them wholeheartedly I feel like you understand me and I can understand you. I don’t feel like Jack or Alana could understand me the same way that you do. We are..more alike than I’m willing to admit.” He exhaled deeply and took a small swig of the wine. “How do you feel about all of this? Well- let me phrase it differently. How do you feel about me?”

"I can't deny that I enjoy or find it fascinating how you find your way to me. @willgrahamrper."

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“You act as if I don’t just jumble everything up into one big ball and internalize it..” Will sighed faintly and closed his eyes, “ Alright. One topic at a time. I promise. I’ll start with the last topic. Kissing and..touching you.” He spoke firmly and let his hands torn to his own thighs. Resting them there and eventually dragging them up and down to soothe himself. “You smoke?” He scoffed weakly and glanced away from the other. “I couldn’t ever pick up smoking. That’s interesting..” he trailed off and looked back at gore other self. Taking him in and taking his time to look over him entirely. Reaching to fumble with his clothing and eventually cup his cheek. Feeling him. Though of course with no intention of being romantic or sexual at all. It was just for some sort of confirmation for himself. “Making you come is not my goal. You’re being very flirtatious and bold.”

He shook his head dismissively and snickered, “ it’s like you want me. In many ways. Just because I brought up kissing you and touching you does not mean I’m interested in having sex with you.” He clarified and eventually leaned his head back. His face blooming with a faint shade of pink while he tried to avoid the others gaze. “Quite perverted. If you wanted me to kiss you you simply could have asked. If you wanted it that bad you can take it. Just like you yearned for recognition and eventually I caved and gave it to you. You’re smart enough to get what you want how you want it. So..take what you want” He exclaimed softly and looked into his other self’s eyes. His brow raised while His gaze traveled up and down the other and then back to his hands that were on his lap.

“Smug in a way that I don’t often show. Yes.” Will nodded firmly and finally began driving back home. “Oh yeah, fragile outcast swoons for the bad boy. Bad boy winds up going out with and having sex with that outcast and boom. Happy every after right?” He sarcastically mumbled under his breath. “Partners in crime. My lover. My best friend. My everything,” He rambled on for a few moments, “I don’t kiss people anyway. I have kissed very few people in my life. Touching you would be a different story. I could possibly get a feel for you.. not in that way but certainly I could at least find some comfort in touching you and feeling you being here with me.”

Hi! This is an open starter post for a Hannibal rp! Really it’s just to gauge how I write so that you have an accurate depiction on how I rp.

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Will sighed softly to himself, almost in a contemplative manner. His brown eyes flickering around Hannibal’s office anxiously as he pursed his lips. His teeth sinking into the soft flesh nervously while his hands settled on his lap as Hannibal spoke to him. He listened intently though he found it hard at times to look at the older man in his eyes. His lips parted, as if to speak though nothing came out. Struggling with what to say became rather awkward when silence overtook the room. “I feel like a trapped animal. Encased in a metal cage with nothing to do but lay around and wait for anyone to release me.” Will spoke calmly; fumbling with his hands while he waited for a response.

“You seem to be trapped in your own thoughts too often, Will. Your cage, while it may seem closed and suffocating is actually open. You have not tried the simpler options that are right in front of your eyes. The cage would not be the problem, your hazed over eyes would.” Hannibal spoke in his rather smooth accent. He always seemed to have an answer to whatever metaphor Will came up with. It agitated him, brought him to the point where his remarks would become rather snarky and witty. He didn’t want to lash out on his psychiatrist. It was neither professional nor called for.

“So what are you telling me, Dr. Lecter? That I’m looking over the simple answers that are ‘bestowed upon me’? Not everything can be solved the easy way.” He exclaimed with a raised tone, his hands now moving to the edge of the chair. His nails grazing over the material while he quickly worked on composing himself. He always felt challenged in a way when Hannibal would speak to him in what he thought was a condescending tone. “I apologize for my behavior.” He muttered and scoffed to himself while he gradually leaned back into the chair. Raising his hand to lightly rub at his temples while a weak and seemingly forced smile pulled at the corners of his lips. “So what do you think I should do then, doctor?” He inquired skeptically. Now finding himself locking eyes with the other as he tapered his brows. He could only imagine what the other would say.

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“If my wings were to burn it would be because I was too blind to notice how close I was getting. Or maybe it would be because regardless of the consequences it would be worth it to have closeness. To be understood in a way that no one else ever could. It would be no one’s fault but my own.” Will spoke softly and let his eyes flicker down to his hands. “I will accept it with open arms and a leap of faith.” He rambled on softly and eventually tapped his fingers along his thighs. “Yeah- a glass sounds nice-“ He mumbled while the sides of his mouth lifted just slightly. The faintest hint of a smile now on his face.

"I can't deny that I enjoy or find it fascinating how you find your way to me. @willgrahamrper."

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Will certainly had to come home at some point. For his wife. For his son. For his family. He wasn’t going to leave them stranded. Though he found himself pulled toward Hannibal it didn’t make his love for his family falter. So he did decide to stop by. Though he could not be there for long he needed to talk to his wife. He needed to let her know what was going on. What everything would entail. So as he walked to his porch he mumbled, “Molly, it’s me.” He spoke calmly. Now slowly approaching his wife and taking a good look around, “I missed you.. I missed Wally. I missed us..” he muttered lowly and when he was in front of her he softly pecked her lips and rest his head lightly against her shoulder.

It had been weeks now and Molly really missed Will a lot, she wondered after Will was gone would they really get back to what they once had? Molly sighed and looked at Wally, waiting for maybe Will to drop by for a visit. Which wasn't realistic. Not only would she have let him go, but Jack Crawford had almost urged her that it could also be your family who would fall victim to the perpetrator. She had had almost no choice and had promised Will no matter how he got home, she would still be the same.

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Will’s head twisted to glance at his other self. Pursing his lips while he tapped his foot down and shook his head quickly. “You seem rather smug.” He spoke sternly and narrowed his eyes at the other. “Yes. I called for you.” He almost spat out angrily and took a few moments to breath and calm himself a bit. His hand reaching out to grab the other. He wanted him close in this moment. He wanted some sort of comfort. “So calm and collected. I could only dream of that. Even then I can’t do that,” he scoffed and looked down at himself. “It’s common for me to have breakdowns. I’m sure you’ve noticed it one too many times. Do you enjoy it?” He spitefully inquired and exhaled deeply.

“I don’t remember the last time I was touched like this. I don’t remember anything being this gentle. It’s.. a nice difference I’ll say that.” He nodded and tilted his head up while inhaling deeply. His lips pursed into a thin line while he let out a soft groan, “Yes. I need you. Have you yearned for me to say those three words? Or are you looking for another lovely expression which just so happens to be three words long.” He shook his head dismissively and rubbed at his temples. His body tense as well as his grip. His body language gave off an anxious aura that ceased to die out. “I had to leave I was panicking and I don’t want him to see me like that again. I seem weak. I don’t like to look weak.” 

“The inferiority part was simply a way for me to deter you from getting more upset..” Will trailed off and scoffed when the other topics were mentioned. “I am curious as to what you meant.. uniting us? Being together? It’s like you want me all to yourself.” He shook his head while his brows knitted. A look of disbelief washing over him. “Kissing you and caressing you would be..odd. I don’t know how I would feel. I’ve touched you very briefly but..I’m not an intimate man. That’s not me.” He sighed weakly and tilted his head at the other, “We can dive into any topic you want. I’m going to guess the kissing and caressing is going to be the first topic though. You seem very interested in it at least so let’s talk about that then. What do you want? Do you want me? All of me. Do you want me to be..yours in a sense because that’s certainly what it looks like.”

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Will sighed softly to himself, almost in a contemplative manner. His brown eyes flickering around Hannibal’s office anxiously as he pursed his lips. His teeth sinking into the soft flesh nervously while his hands settled on his lap as Hannibal spoke to him. He listened intently though he found it hard at times to look at the older man in his eyes. His lips parted, as if to speak though nothing came out. Struggling with what to say became rather awkward when silence overtook the room. “I feel like a trapped animal. Encased in a metal cage with nothing to do but lay around and wait for anyone to release me.” Will spoke calmly; fumbling with his hands while he waited for a response.

“You seem to be trapped in your own thoughts too often, Will. Your cage, while it may seem closed and suffocating is actually open. You have not tried the simpler options that are right in front of your eyes. The cage would not be the problem, your hazed over eyes would.” Hannibal spoke in his rather smooth accent. He always seemed to have an answer to whatever metaphor Will came up with. It agitated him, brought him to the point where his remarks would become rather snarky and witty. He didn’t want to lash out on his psychiatrist. It was neither professional nor called for.

“So what are you telling me, Dr. Lecter? That I’m looking over the simple answers that are ‘bestowed upon me’? Not everything can be solved the easy way.” He exclaimed with a raised tone, his hands now moving to the edge of the chair. His nails grazing over the material while he quickly worked on composing himself. He always felt challenged in a way when Hannibal would speak to him in what he thought was a condescending tone. “I apologize for my behavior.” He muttered and scoffed to himself while he gradually leaned back into the chair. Raising his hand to lightly rub at his temples while a weak and seemingly forced smile pulled at the corners of his lips. “So what do you think I should do then, doctor?” He inquired skeptically. Now finding himself locking eyes with the other as he tapered his brows. He could only imagine what the other would say.