“It was the first thing my dad taught me, you know..”
Hannibal watched him as Will approached his space, sat between his legs and basically made him his bed, just because he can. Will could feel the smile radiating off Hannibal’s face.
“..that here in the sea, the stars are your comrades.”
He lazily points a finger upward, following a train of stars.
“These two are your friends.” Will says as he pauses and shifts to a constellation opposite. “Spring up, fall down.”
He points to one star, directly above him. “And that’s your best friend.”
“Polaris.” Hannibal supplies. “The star that would always take you home.”
Will smiled to himself. “I used to call bullshit on it. One star couldn’t just be able to miraculously substitute directions.” Hannibal felt his body getting heavier, along with an audible sigh. Will closes his eyes.
"But maybe… I take it back.”
Silence hung in the air. Will hadn’t felt this comfortable in years.
Hanniversary request for @imlostinthedream who wanted Will and Hannibal cuddling under the night sky. I’m sorry I used a stock photo for the stars (I collect too many of them ||orz||), but this one was so PRETTY.