[Podfic] “Pochée” by ElloPoppet (@lizabethl) Listen on AO3 (0:55:22)
H. Lecter (7:34 am) Good morning, Will. I trust that this message is finding you well? Will read the text, quickly at first, slowing down on his second pass. It was very...Hannibal, to be so formal over a fucking text message, and at this ungodly hour no less. Not that Will wasn’t already awake; he’d been knee deep in a crime scene for the last hour and a half, give or take. Regardless. For all Hannibal knew, Will could have been sleeping, catching up on much-needed rest in the confines of his three star, FBI-funded hotel room in the middle of shit-creek nowhere, Iowa. How uncouth.
A cute little S1 Hannigram fic! Features flirting and phone-calls and the boys being mushy.
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