"So, Dr. Lecter , do you... would you like to come over to my house tonight? I bought a "relaxation tool" like you said to." Hannibal froze and locked his gaze upon his blushing patient. Was Will inviting him over for what he thought Will was inviting him over for? Hannibal bit his lip. He always thought he would have to be the one to... Will looked up at Hannibal through his glasses. "Dr. Lecter? Would you? Is it too late notice?" "NO," Dr. Lecter blurted out without thinking. Will jumped back a bit. Hannibal cleared his throat gently. "I mean, no. It's not too late notice and I would be delighted to come visited you tonight." He smiled as Will blushed at his choice of words. "Ah, Alright, then, I'm glad to hear that," he mumbled. "What will we be doing tonight?" Will then realized he hadn't told his therapist what he had bought for a "relaxation tool". He grinned. "You'll see later." Will glanced down at his watch. " I don't want to wait for it to get too dark out. Can you be over around seven?" He didn't understand as to why Will didn't want for it to be dark before he got there, but hey, if that's what his little Mongoose wanted, that's what he'd get. "Absolutely." "Great! See you later, Dr. Lecter!" Will said cheerfully as he grabbed his bag and jacket from a chair. Hannibal watched as Will slowly slid on said jacket and walked towards the door. "Oh!" He said, turning around to face his therapist once more. "And you may want to wear something a little more casual than what you usually wear." Hannibal gave Will a questioning look before he simply said, "Trust me, you'll be grateful to me later," and walked out the door. Hannibal shrugged, collected his items as well, turned off the lights in his office, and left for home, to prepare for what he hoped would be a "fun night" with his dearest Will.
Upon arriving home, Hannibal immediately headed up stairs to his bedroom to find something, "a little more causal than what he usually wore." He found a more casual purple and black striped dress shirt and a pair of black dress pants. He sighed and decided to start buying more casual attire for whenever Will requested it of him. He laid out the clothes and took a shower. He wanted to be fresh and clean for his little Mongoose, even if he was coming over for something entirely different from what he was imagining. Hell, for all he knew, Will may want help with baking cakes as a stress relief. But Hannibal didn't care. If Will was happy, so was he. Hannibal stepped out of the shower and dried off. He checked the time. Thirty-five minutes until he needed to be at Will Graham's house. That was enough time to get dressed and fix his hair. He began to rush to complete both tasks and would be able to arrive two minutes early. He felt proud of himself as he walked out his front door and locked his house up. He unlocked his car, sat inside, and started up the engine. He pulled out of his driveway and was on his way to Will Graham's house for God knows what.