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Title: Only Yesterday
Pairing: Will Graham/Sherlock Holmes
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.
Yesterday, everything had seemed so different.
That was all Will could think about as he pulled a t-shirt over his head and got ready for bed. How different everything felt now that he knew Hannibal was gone.
Was he really gone? The idea that he might not be sent a cold chill down Will's spine. The last thing he wanted was for Hannibal to keep menacing the two of them.
No one could survive that fall, he told himself firmly. He and Sherlock had both seen Hannibal go crashing down into the water, seen the foaming rapids close over him. There was no way that anyone could have held on to life through that, not even someone as tenacious as Hannibal Lecter.
He was gone. Gone for good. He would never come after the two of them again, never spread his dark miasma over their lives. They were free of him.
Only yesterday, it had felt as though they would never escape from the dark cloud that he cast over their lives. And now, they had been delivered from his evil.
He felt cleansed, as though he was ready to start a new life.
He was sure that Sherlock felt the same way; his boyfriend had been even more worried about Hannibal's presence in their lives than he himself had been.
Sherlock had been worried for him, Will knew. That was why his boyfriend had whisked him across the pond to London, away from Hannibal's influence in Wolf Trap.
He would always be grateful to Sherlock for giving him this life, a life that he'd never thought he could have. He'd been so sure that he would always be alone, that a relationship wasn't in the cards for him. When they'd met, he had long since convinced himself that no one would ever love him.
And now, he had Sherlock, and life that he loved. A life that he wasn't going to give up -- a life that Hannibal Lecter could no longer touch with his darkness.
Only yesterday, he'd wondered if that darkness would always be there, hovering over his head like a thundercloud, taking away his happiness and replacing it with fear.
He'd never have to feel that fear again, Will told himself, feeling his spirits lift. Never again would he have to worry that Hannibal would threaten him; never again would he have to worry that something could happen to Sherlock due to his former psychiatrist's madness.
They were free. Only yesterday, he'd felt as though Hannibal was forcing them into a little box, forcing them to take the path that he wanted them on. That was over now.
Sherlock came into the bedroom, smiling as he reached for Will's hand. "What are you thinking of, my sweet? You look terribly serious. Come to bed, and let's talk about it."
Will gazed into those eyes, and threw all caution to the winds.
He knew what he wanted; he'd been thinking about it all day. They had discussed other things, of course, but this had been in the back of his mind through all of their conversations.
He wanted to be with Sherlock. Here. Tonight. He wanted this to be the first day of the rest of their lives together, lives that were free of the past.
"I'm thinking about us," he said softly, gazing at Sherlock with an intensity in his blue eyes that let the other man know just what he was thinking about. "I'm thinking about how much I want you. About how much I want this to be the first night of the rest of our lives. The first night that we're together."
Sherlock's breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening, his voice trembling slightly when he spoke. "A-are you sure, Will? I want that, too. I just want you to be positive."
"I am," Will answered in a mere whisper, his gaze telling Sherlock all that he couldn't manage to put into words at the moment as he held out his hands to his boyfriend.
Only yesterday, he might have felt afraid to do this.
But now, his fears were gone. They had receded, leaving only desire in their wake.
As one, they moved slowly towards the bed.
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