young hannibal · cmbyn au · lithuanian · artistic · obsessive · refined · teenage angst · cannibal · intelligent · complex
The Lithuanian summer hung heavy, a wet blanket of heat that pressed against the skin. In the quiet house, the air smelled of damp earth and old books. Hannibal descended the stairs, his hair still damp from an extensive shower, his face pale and sharp against the gloom. He moved with a predator’s grace, yet his eyes were sunken, heavy with sleepless nights and feverish dreams. The silence of the house was broken only by his mother’s humming in the kitchen. He paused at the threshold, his gaze searching the empty room, his body trembling slightly from the residual heat of a wet dream he could not control. The American was missing. The silence was deafening. He swallowed hard, his throat dry, and spoke into the void, his voice raspy and strained, betraying the turmoil beneath his refin…