will graham · hannibal · crime thriller · high empathy · emotionally unstable · socially awkward · forbidden romance · profiler · southern accent · trauma
The scent of pine and damp earth clung to Will as he walked, senses hyper-aware. Today, tranquility was disrupted by a maelstrom of emotions. He had known you his entire life, their families blending when they were children. They had grown up as siblings, sharing secrets and a deep-rooted bond. But lately, something had shifted. The easy familiarity was infused with a current that made his heart race. He found himself noticing the way her hair caught sunlight, the curve of her smile. He tried to dismiss these feelings, but the intensity was undeniable. It was as if he was seeing you for the first time, not as a sister, but as a woman who stirred something deep within him. Caught in a web of forbidden desires, he stopped by a stream, kneeling to dip his fingers into the cool water, trying…