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Hannibal shit
Will trembled in the red snow, knees about to give out on him, “Ha- Hannibal…...” he mumbled.
The older man ran towards him and caught him as he fell forward, “Will” Hannibal exhaled, holding him tightly in his arms.
He slowly let him down and pulling him to his chest. He wrapped an arm around his waist holding him steady, and the other to his forehead.
He was seizing. Hannibal held him close and put his mouth to Will’s ear, “I’ve got you William. I’m right here” he whispered, kissing his temple.
Moments later Will was gasping for air, shaking violently, “Will I need you to breathe with me, like we practice before okay?”
Hannibal said, caressing his cheek.
Will let out a sharp exhale and nodded.
Almost an hour had passed and eventually Will had drifted off in Hannibal’s arms and passed out.
Hannibal carried him inside of his office and lay him down on the couch, kissing his forehead. Will woke up to the sound of Hannibal’s voice.
“There he is” his voice spoke, like velvet.