It was 9.30 in the morning, Hannibal went downstairs and made some coffee and some eggs. Will woke up. He didn't see Hannibal so he went to the kitchen, because that's where he would be obviously. The smell of scrambled eggs entred Wills nose.
'Good morning Will'
'uh.. hey'
'I made you some breakfast, sit down'
They ate there breakfast. After that they just sat down, Will was reading a book and Hannibal was drawing in his sketchbook.
'Will?'
'Yes?'
'I should get back home by now'
'stay, please'
'I have clients in half an houre'
Hannibal came closer. He lookt at Will. Will looked back. They stared in each others eyes. It felt like time stopped. It was so quiet. They could feel the tension. Will leaned forwards, Hannibal waited. Will didn't want to wait. Hannibal touched Wills face. His hands were soft and warm. There faces came so close they could feel each others breath. There lips touched, Will felt like he was in a dream. Their kiss lasted for so long, but it felt so short... Hannibal stopped and looked at Will.
'I have to go Will, my clients are waiting'
Hannibal stood up and left, Will didn't know how to feel. He went to take a shower and got ready to go to work. He couldn't clear his mind, all he could think of was the kiss.. It felt so good and bad at the same time. Maybe he just had to let it sink in for a while...
