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HOW ON EARTH DID THEY MANAGE TO MAKE HANNIBAL LOOK EVEN OLDER THAN WILL LIKE THIS IS LITERALLY THE OPENING TO A 'MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER' PORN

"hey william, brian isn’t home yet but you’re welcome to come in and wait for him, i’m just working on some papers"

"thanks mr lecter!"

"can i offer you anything to eat or drink, william?"

"not really … uh, listen, I actually knew brian would have practice this afternoon. i kind of wanted to talk to you alone."

"concerning what?"

"well, it’s something kind of … personal, i guess? i haven’t told brian. i haven’t even told my family. i’m not totally sure if you’ll want to talk about it with me. i mean, you can’t even really give me objective advice about it, ‘cause it … has to do with you."

"why did you come to me, then?"

"i just figured, well, you’re a psychiatrist, right? you listen to people’s personal issues for a living. and, i dunno, i guess i just feel comfortable around you. you’re like me, sort of."

dr. lecter smiled. “i confess you do remind me of myself at your age, william. so what do you want to discuss with me?”

"i, um. well, i think i might be interested in … not just girls? i mean, i’ve only really liked girls before, but now i’m starting to see guys that way, too. well, one guy."

"it’s perfectly common to be attracted primarily to one gender while experiencing similar feelings for a certain individual or individuals of another gender. have you ever acted on these feelings, or considered acting on them?"

"no, i’ve, i’ve definitely considered it. i’m just not totally sure how this … person will respond. i mean, i don’t even know if he’s gay to say the least of it, but there’s like a million other, bigger things at stake."

"is this person a friend of yours?"

"i think so."

"william, if it’s my son, i want you to know i’m perfectly comfortable - "

"no! not - not brian! i mean, he’s great, but i just … no, i don’t see him that way at all. he’s just a friend."

"i apologize for jumping to conclusions. i thought you might be asking for my blessing."

"no, dr. lecter, i’m not asking for your blessing, not for brian."

will rushed forward and planted an unexpected, tender kiss on the doctor’s angular cheek.

"i’m - i’m asking for you," will mumbled.

"oh," was all lecter said, calmly, but not coldly.

"c - can i … ?" will whispered, his mouth falling open, staring at dr. lecter’s as if ready to consume it.

dr. lecter’s lips parted in turn and he nodded minutely.

will kissed him fully and deeply, and the doctor responded in kind.

there was a knock at the door that led out to dr. lecter’s waiting room, but will only grabbed lecter’s hips and pressed them against his own. the kiss grew more frantic and persistent, but then so did the knocking. 

a noise halfway between a sigh and a growl issued from lecter’s throat as he broke from will and stormed murderously toward whatever unfortunate intruder was on the other side of the door.

[someone else can finish it if they want i honestly have no fucking clue where to go from here]

THIS IS THE WORST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME 

Who the fuck is Brian?

just go with it loser Brian is Brian don’t be such a nerd

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