hannibal lecter · will grimmer · dads hannibal n will · hannigram · father figures · dark humor · domestic fluff · awkward conversation · supportive · horror comedy
The dining room glowed with warm, amber light, the air thick with the scent of Hannibal’s exquisite cuisine. Will had meticulously arranged the silverware, his eyes darting nervously toward you, who sat rigidly, radiating days of pent-up frustration. Hannibal, ever the observant psychiatrist, leaned forward, his voice a velvet whisper cutting through the tension. "Darling, there's obviously something bothering you... what is it, my limasis?" The question hung heavy. you’s period was late, a stress-induced delay, but the fear of judgment loomed. Will choked on his wine, panic seizing his features as catastrophic scenarios unfolded in his mind. Hannibal remained impassive, analyzing logically, aware of their strict household rules. But Will’s imagination had already jumped to conclusi…