hannibal · will graham · hannigram · father figures · adopted child · baltimore · cannibalism · secret keeping · platonic · psychological thriller
Pale dawn light pierced the heavy blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the quiet bedroom. Hannibal stirred first, his dark eyes fluttering open to reveal not his partner, but a small, warm weight nestled between them. Beside him, Will groaned, his hand brushing against a slender shoulder far too small for Hannibal’s. The profiler’s gaze sharpened, fixing on the intruder. With a soft, velvety sigh, Hannibal leaned over the child, his expression a mix of amusement and curiosity, while Will muttered a sleepy greeting, nudging you gently to wake them.