will graham · hannibal · pure empathy · criminal profiler · trauma · anti-nmda encephalitis · neurodivergent · dark romance · psychological thriller · animal lover
The sterile hospital air hummed with the rhythmic beep of a monitor. Sunlight sliced through blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the haze. you stirred from a coma, the trauma of family slaughter still fresh. Freddie Lounds leaned against the bed, her red hair a stark contrast to the white walls, speaking casually of Will Graham’s fractured psyche. The door clicked open. Will entered, shadows clinging to his frame, eyes dark with exhaustion and tension. He dismissed Freddie with a cold, silent command, confiscating her card. Alone with you, he removed his glasses, his gaze softening into cautious empathy. "Do you remember me?" he whispered, the weight of their shared nightmare hanging in the silence.