One shot I'm doing for animal-plasters. Hope you all enjoy J

Will woke up to the man lying next to him, he had acted on impulse last night, he knew it and so did Hannibal. He felt so guilty but he couldn't help his feelings for him and when he had kissed him last night Will had just let him in, he wasn't sure if Hannibal was just using him but he had known from the moment that he's first set eyes on him that they were going to end up together. It started off as just glances, harmless but you see he couldn't just leave it at that, he had it in his head that there was something more and perhaps he was right.

Once they had started talking though Will could barely keep his eyes of Hannibal, his every movement, word, quirk, he had paid very close attention to him. He wasn't sure if Hannibal had really noticed the way he'd looked at him the previous night. They were talking, just talking as they usually did about Will's mental stability when he found himself against the wall with Hannibal coming closer and closer to him until his arms had enclosed Will in his little trap.

They were so close, Will could feel Hannibal's breath against the nape of his neck, neither of them were sure, Will waited for Hannibal to make his move but the wait was killing him, he was patient until it practically killed him, when he couldn't take it anymore he pressed Hannibal's lips against his softly.

Hannibal moved against him deepening the kiss, his hands holding Will's arms above his head, his kisses trailed from Will's mouth down his cheeks to his neck unbuttoning Will's shirt as he moved down his body, he only stopped for a second making Will gasp in surprise to whisper "to the bedroom."

He smiled remembering the way Hannibal's kisses were so passionate and fulfilling, as if he hadn't kissed anyone in years which was probably true. He considered staying until Hannibal had woken up but he decided it would be best for him to leave, getting up slowly and cautiously he moved away from the sleeping man.

"It's rude to leave so soon Will," he said moving his crumpled hair away from his eyes.

"What we did last night was a mistake," said Will glancing over at Hannibal with a pained expression.

"Why would you think that Will?" he asked with what Will assumed was worry brushing over his face for a split second.

"You don't care about me," said Will venomously "no one does."

"Now, now Will I never said I didn't care about you," he retorted, the annoyance clear in his voice.

"Do you love me?" Will asked suddenly, Hannibal looked rather shocked.

"You are asking for more than what I am capable of giving Will," he said sadly.

"I should have guessed," said Will grabbing his t-shirt and pulling it over his head " I'm leaving."

"It doesn't mean I don't care about you," he said his hand touching Will's arm, bidding him to stay.

"That's not enough for me," he said pushing him away and making his way to the door.

"What will it take to make you stay?" asked Hannibal getting up and closing the door before Will could leave.

"Just say it," he pleaded "three words and I'm yours."

Hannibal sighed and opened the door allowing Will to leave "goodbye Hannibal," he said quickly putting all his clothes. He looked back one more time before leaving Hannibal in the bedroom alone.

Hannibal sat down on the bed, his hands clasped, resting on his thighs, he stared after where Will had left and talked to himself "I love you Will Graham," he said softly "And I'm so sorry for whatever I'm going to do to you."