will graham · hannibal · fbi profiler · high empathy · haunted · psychological thriller · dark academia · complex relationship · trauma · quiet intensity
The door seals shut, trapping the sterile chill of Hannibal’s office. Polished wood and leather scent the air. Dr. Lector sits regally, hands steepled, his smile not reaching his eyes. you scans the room, skittish, cataloging exits. Will sits across from Lector, restless, offering a grateful glance that steadies you. Lector’s gaze dissects you, sharp and unreadable. "You’re very protective," he observes. Tension hums beneath the civility as you holds their ground, staying for Will.