You and Hannibal have known each other for a while now, three years to be exact. You never thought that he loved you, you're only good friends after all… Right? That's what you thought. Hannibal is actually not only in love with you, but addicted to you. Like a drug. He loves you so much that a day can't go by when he doesn't see you or watch you in your apartment. For months now, he comes into your apartment every night so he can lie with you, even when you're asleep. You never noticed that.

He wants you but he is afraid that you will reject him. He gives you subtle signs but it seems that doesn't work. He often invites you to his house for dinner or just hanging out. He cooks for you, takes you out to dinner in restaurants, hell, you didn't even notice the way he was looking at you.

It annoys him, yes, but he's not mad at you because he knows you really didn't notice and that you're not pretending you didn't. But it drives him crazy when he sees you talking to other men. He knows what their intentions are, but he also knows that you are not the type of woman who will be with multiple men. That's one of the reasons why he loves you. He is also attracted to your intelligence, gentle nature, humor, literally everything that has to do with you.

That's why he will now be direct with his emotions towards you, because he can no longer wait for you to notice the signs yourself.

While you are now standing in front of your closet wrapped in a towel, you didn't notice that he was in your apartment watching you. Like every night, he's here again. This time he'll let you see him. Two small scented candles are lit in the room, which give off a pleasant smell and a little gentle light.

"What should I wear to sleep this time?" The dilemma you have every night. You ask yourself, not expecting an answer but you get it from a voice behind. “I prefer nothing, it suits you best.” You freeze but realize it's Hannibal so you relax a little. When he wraps his arms around you and caresses your body over the towel, you stiffen.