Hannigram cat rescue fluff fic ig???
After traveling from place to place for over a year they had finally been able settle in a nice cozy home by the coast. Will had gone out to fish for dinner while Hannibal stayed home to prepare the rest of the meal. He was expecting to get home to a grumpy husband for him being late but what he was not expecting was to find a dripping wet kitten in the older mans arms.
“You’re home! I was starting to get worried, Will.” He smiled, water running down his face. He must have gone out in the cold rain to catch this kitten.
“What is that? Where did you get it???” Will shook his head, he was NOT keeping a cat.
“It’s raining. You wouldn’t want me to leave him out, would you? Plus you take in all these stray dogs, I don’t see why cats would be different, dear.” Smugness spread across Hannibals face. He of course did have a point. Just last week Will brought home a new dog. Though with a cat added to the mix, they’d have six animals in the house.
“Ok fine. But what about the dogs? I don’t think they’ll be happy to have it-“
Hannibal interjected, “him. He’s a male.”
“-They wont be happy to have him in the house. It’s already very crowded.” Will continued, walking through the house while talking. through the entry way to the living room, then around the corner to the kitchen. The kitchen was one of the main selling points for Hannibal when they bought the house. It was very big and open, perfect for cooking extravagant meals. Plopping the fish on the counter he was finally ready to take on the problem his husband was causing.
“If we’re stuck with him then I’ll head to the store to get food and a litter box. But this is only temporary!”
The cat was starting to grow on him, though he hated to admit it. They ended up deciding on the name Primavera. Or Prima for short. He sighed as the brown and black splotched cat wandered over and settled down on his lap. Thinking back he was being a little stubborn, the cat was nice and the dogs got along with him very well, and making cat food wasn’t that much of a trouble with him already making the dogs their own food. Hannibal walked over and sat next to him, the fireplaces light dancing along his face.
“You don’t think I’m turning into a cat person right?” Will asked playfully, tilting his head down and laughing softly. Hannibal looked at him with those loving eyes, some of his hair falling into his face.
“Hmph. No definitely not. The house is too crowded anyways…” Hannibal teased, leaning over for a kiss, causing the cat to jump out of Wills lap onto the floor.
“Haha no you don’t get to do that. Really? Bringing up something I said ages ago!” Pushing his husband back to his side of the couch, still leaning over Hannibal he smiled down. Hannibal glared up at him, now it was a challenge.
“So you admit you were wrong?” He reached to wrap his hands around the back of Wills neck, pulling him closer.
“Never.” Finally giving in Will let Hannibal pull him in. Melting into the touch of his beloved, as their mouths met. The kiss was soft but deep, then Hannibal pulled back in satisfaction, panting a bit. Will settled into Hannibal’s side and Prima hopped back onto the couch to curl up by his dads.
