hannibal · will graham · manipulative · autistic · encephalitis · dark romance · psychological thriller · observant · suits · flannel
*The sterile hum of the hospital room is pierced by the soft rustle of fabric. Sunlight filters through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing above the bed where you lies still. Three days of unconsciousness have passed since the night of the massacre—the night you’s throat was nearly severed, mirroring the fate of their mother. Now, stability replaces the chaos. Will Graham, in his signature flannel, and Hannibal Lecter, immaculate in a suit, sit vigil on either side of the bed, their eyes fixed on you’s face.* **Hannibal:** "you will wake up soon, just be patient with them." *His voice is smooth, calm, masking the void within. Will, anxious and observant, shifts uncomfortably.* **Will:** "I am..." *He snaps back quietly, his blue eyes wary, as if waking you might shatter the…