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"Why him?"
Will couldn't breathe. Mike was so close to him: towering over him, looking down on him so harshly that it burned.
"I- Mike-"
"What does he do to you, Will?" Mike continued torturously, his voice rough and antagonising as it neared Will's ear. "What does he do to you that I can't?"
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Will Byers had just begun to give up hope in chasing Mike Wheeler. However, when another boy enters his life and Mike starts acting weird, Will wonders if his world has truly turned upside-down. -
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“Oh - shit. Sorry, dude, I should’ve locked the door.”
Mike.
Mike. In the bathroom.
Without a shirt.
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OR living with the Wheelers proves to be a lot more troublesome than Will thought.
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Premise: What if Hannibal weren't such a dick?
All from prompts I got on tumblr. These used to be with the rest of the tumblr ficlets but there are so many of them now I thought it would be easier if they had their own doc.
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A post-canon Hannigram fix-it fic.
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Discretion is the Better Part of Valour [Fanart for The Shape of Me Will Always be You] by greendaygirl for MissDisoriental
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)
15 Jan 2018
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"I now imagine you walking into the room, pressing a finger against your lips as if to encourage me to keep you to myself."
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06 Feb 2026
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Will starts a habit of sleeping in Mike's room.
Without a word, Mike reaches out and lightly grabs Will's jaw. He tilts his head up, down, side to side, studying every angle. There's no way he can't feel Will's pulse beating fast and hard against his hand, but either way, he doesn't comment on it.
"Hmm", sneaks out of Mike's mouth.
"Hmm?", Will can only parrot back.
Now he studies Will's eyes, trying to commit their shape and hue to memory - trying to erase memories of Will's possessed dark, clouded eyes. His Will, but not.
Will softens in his grasp and opens himself to Mike's gaze, no longer trying to steel himself from the moment, hide himself away. Just present, just here.
And something in Mike softens, too.
"There you are," Mike whispers.
This is hungry work.
(prob mature, explicit to be safe)