"What is it, Will?" Hannibal asks, worriedly. "Did I say something wrong?" Will turns back around to face Hannibal, looking deeply into those amber eyes he adores so much. "No. You said everything right." "Will, you 're-" "-Crying," Will finishes. "I know; sorry." "Why are you apologizing?" Hannibal asks. "I don 't know; I mean, isn 't crying seen as a sign of weakness?" "I don 't think it is," Hannibal replies. "I always liked that phrase that says something like people cry when they 've been strong for too long. I definitely think that fits for you." Will laughs, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks. "That must be it." Hannibal places his hands on the side of Will 's face. He gently wipes the tears away from Will 's cheeks with his thumbs and smiles. "I know that 's it." Will nuzzles his head into Hannibal 's chest and sobs, years of stress and agony pouring out of him. Hannibal wraps his arms around Will and rubs his back, letting him do whatever he needs. Hannibal presses his lips to Will 's forehead and Will raises his head, sniffing. "I honestly never thought I would find someone who could love me the way you do," Will says, wiping his nose on his shirt. "I am so God-damned lucky I found you." "We both are pretty lucky, I 'd say," Hannibal smiles at his love, adoring every little move he makes. Every single thing Will does, it makes Hannibal fall even deeper in love. When you don 't think that you 're capable of falling in love, when you actually do, it is
Charlie nodded as she tried to swallow past the lump in her throat. “You’re a good friend, Jeremy. Now, let’s go try to enjoy some of this party while we can.”
Gemma's expression turned grave. "Well...I don't know that it is or not,” she said, clearing her throat, “but I thought I should release it."
She turns, penetrating her worried stare at me. “What's wrong?” she asks, grasping my hands within hers. “No one can see the bruise, I promise.”
“ at least his heart is good, i suppose. trouble seems to find him, but i’m no better. ” it’s a light retort, but it’s truth does not waver. a hand moves from her lap and instead rests upon the knee of her
"Did I mention how beautiful you looked earlier?" You could feel the blush creeping on your cheeks, which made Elijah smile like an idiot while he extended his hand out, you accepting without hesitation. He placed a soft kiss on the back of your hand, all while staring lustfully into your eyes.
“No, you’ve got it all wrong,” he breathes into my mouth, kissing me long and hard, his tongue invading all my senses. “I love the way you kiss.”
Alivia giggled. “I wasn’t sure if he was going to kiss me, but when I gazed into his seductive blue eyes, I knew.” She hugged Erica. “I’m so happy he did. I feel so warm all over. All I want to do is kiss him again.”
"i'm sorry i didn't mean to scare you do you forgive me" Jared says with puppy dog eyes.
“You are not punishing him again.” Liam grumbled. The stronger alpha crossed his arms over his chest narrowing his eyes.
"Everything will be okay, just talk to her, okay?" she said it and hurt her enough to tear up. He didn't notice her tears nor her suffering.
“It’s not a joke.” my dad said, his eyes watering. I had never seen him cry before this.
“I can’t.” He grabbed her hand and held it to his chest. “I’m in love with you. I don’t want to hide this relationship anymore and skulk around like we’re doing something wrong.”
"Becase, Love, I'm going to change your life." He responded, a confident grin on his lips.
“Are you expecting anyone,” Beau pauses in kissing my neck, his words breathed out of my flesh. I feel his lips curve into a grin. “Like your brother?”
"Thank-you," Hannibal says. "Grab that pan and I'll saute the tongue. Would you like to make the duxelles? I prepare the tongue."