Hannibal, looking at Will,
watching Will lie to his face,
knowing that he’s not going to run off with Will and live happily ever after in Paris or Milan or whatever other European city they romanticize in pictures.
Knowing that he’s not going to do a damn thing but wait because God damnit, God damnit, he loves that man.
nobody touch me.
don’t get close, I’ll bite.
So if you post Hannibal/Hannigram
Reblog! And I’ll follow you
a year time jump tho
hannibal and will go a whole year without each other
this is me right now. ONE ENTIRE YEAR. ONE FUCKING YEAR GUYS
I mean, Hannibal if you wanted baguette so badly all you had to do was stay with Will, seriously, you didn’t have to go to all the way to France for that