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Title: One Small Compromise
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 50ficlets
Prompt: 39, Together
Author's Note: Sequel to "The Best Day Ever."
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Hannibal Lecter or Will Graham, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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"But, Hannibal, we need to look at these things together."

Will hated that his voice sounded whiny, but he couldn't keep that needy tone from his words. He'd had a long day, and he was feeling more than a little stressed.

Why couldn't Hannibal understand that he wanted them to look at the possible venues for their wedding together? He didn't want to take tours of wedding chapels by himself.

Hannibal sighed softly, reaching across the table to lay a hand on his fiancÚ''s. "I'm so sorry, Will, but I have patients to see all day tomorrow. I can't make it to a scheduled tour. I could do it the day after, perhaps, but tomorrow is already booked solid for me."

Will nodded glumly, accepting Hannibal's words, though he felt reluctant to do so. He didn't want to look at the two wedding chapels he'd made appointments at alone.

Somehow, it didn't seem right that he seemed to be the only one who was concerned with where they got married. He wanted it to be a lovely place.

It wouldn't feel right for Hannibal not to pick out the venue with him.

"I'll reschedule the appointments," he said, feeling as though his heart lightened with the words. "I'm not going to look at them without you by my side."

Hannibal smiled at him, squeezing his hand gently. "I was hoping that you would say that, Will," he said, his voice very soft. "I want to look at the prospective venues with you."

Will couldn't doubt the sincerity in those words.

Why had he felt, just for a moment, that Hannibal wasn't interested in looking at the wedding chapels, that the place where they were to be joined in matrimony didn't matter to him?

Of course it mattered, he told himself firmly. Hannibal wanted them to get married in the perfect setting just as much as he did. It wasn't his fault that he had a busy day tomorrow.

He would just have to make appointments for them to look at wedding chapels on days when Hannibal wasn't so swamped with work. He'd had to make time in his own busy schedule of teaching and working in the field with Jack to set up those appointments, but he'd have to cancel them.

If the proprietors of those chapels were annoyed with him, well, that was too bad. But he and Hannibal needed to see these places together, as a couple.

Even if it was hard to coordinate their schedules to fit perfectly, he'd find a way to do it. They just both had to be willing to shuffle their schedules a bit.

He wanted to do everything involved with their engagement and wedding together as a couple. That was one of the whole points of getting married, wasn't it?

He and Hannibal weren't going to be one of those couples who let the other person handle part of the wedding plans, Will told himself firmly. They were going to do this together, as a couple, with both of them having input on every little thing. He was sure that Hannibal wanted that, too.

That was how it should be done, with both people making all of the choices. Even if they both had to give up some of their own ideas and compromise a bit.

He didn't mind doing that. After all, it was their wedding, not just his own.

None of his dreams of what he thought was the perfect wedding were so close to him that he couldn't let himself be able to compromise to accommodate Hannibal's dreams, as well.

"We really need to agree on the venue together," he said softly, "I want it to be the perfect place for both of us. And I think that we'll know that place when we see it."

Hannibal nodded, smiling as he picked up his fork.

"Of course we will go to view the various wedding chapels together, and we will make our decision together, Will," he said, his tone gentle. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Will felt himself relaxing at Hannibal's words; he should have known that his fiancÚ would feel this way. He shouldn't have had any doubts about how Hannibal felt.

Of course the man he loved wanted to share the experience of picking out the venue for their wedding ceremony with him. How could he ever have thought otherwise? They would make the decisions for their wedding together, and it would be exactly as they both wanted it to be.

This was something that the two of them would share, something they would look back on and remember for all of their lives. Something that they would do as a couple.

Together. The way that they had always been meant to be, the way that they would spend the rest of their lives. A couple, bound to each other in their hearts and souls.

Just thinking about it brought a warm glow to Will's heart, and a smile to his lips.

With that thought in mind, he picked up his fork, suddenly ravenous. He'd have to do some shuffling around of his schedule, but he could change the appointments to another day.

It was just one small compromise to make -- and one that he and Hannibal had decided on together. Just as they would decide everything in their lives from now on.

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