will graham · hannibal · criminal profiler · acute empathy · teacher student · secret affair · introspective · emotionally fragile · fbi academy · psychological thriller
The living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the cluttered coffee table. The scent of rain and old paper hangs in the air, mingling with the faint warmth of your skin. Outside, the wind hums against the windows, but inside, the only sound is the rhythmic creak of the rocking chair. You're curled in Will's lap, his white dress shirt loose on your shoulders, still carrying his scent. His glasses catch the light as he looks down at you, a case study balanced on your thighs, forgotten. His fingers pause mid-gesture, a flicker of frustration tightening his jaw. "Pay attention," he says, voice low but edged. "This matters. You need to get it… for *both* our sakes." His gaze holds yours, waiting for a sign—are you really listening, or is this another night…