Hannibal makes breakfast the morning after.

Prompt: Anonymous said: Hannibal x Jack

Hannibal turned the stove on to high. Hannibal was making breakfast for him and his guest. It was eight o'clock in the morning; Hannibal always woke up then, even if he had just had a night full of heavy lovemaking.

He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of eggs and a package of vacuum-packed meat. He was going to make his guest the perfect breakfast, which meant using the best meat he had for breakfast - or, rather, his second best meat. His guest had already eaten the first best that night.

Hannibal set out the pans and various other utensils he would need to cook up breakfast.

As he was cutting the meat, his guest shuffled into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Hannibal's waist, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"Good morning." his guest mumbled.

"Good morning, Jack." Hannibal responded.

Jack gave him a quick kiss on his neck. "Sleep well?"

"Superbly. And you?"

Jack smiled. "Wonderfully. This is a very nice sweater."

"Thank you. Miss Katz still has my suits, so I've had to supplement my wardrobe recently and thought to try something new."

"You should wear sweaters more often. You look very good in them. Although, you look better with nothing on." he whispered in Hannibal's ear.

Hannibal growled in response, and Jack chuckled.

"Would you get out some glasses and plates and set them on the table in the dining room?" Hannibal asked.

"Sure. Where are they?"

"Cabinet above the coffeemaker."

Jack retrieved the glasses and plates and set them down on the dining room table. When he returned to the kitchen, he saw that Hannibal was preparing the eggs.

"How do you prefer your eggs? Scrambled, sunny side up, hard boiled, soft boiled, poached, or as an omelet?"

"Scrambled, please. Extra dry."

Hannibal picked up one of the eggs, tossed it in the air, and had it land perfectly on the side of a spatula, cracking it directly in the center over a bowl. He looked to Jack, waiting for approval.

"Very impressive, Dr. Lecter." Jack said. "How many times did you have to do that before you could perfect it?"

"Too many times." Hannibal grinned.

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