Reflections (Hannibal x Reader)

Hannibal Lecter pulled the recipe card from his holder and smiled. He didn’t think twice before deciding to make the dish. It was one of his favorites and often reminded him of you.

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He had first met you two years prior. You were recommended to him for psychiatric help for some traumatic memories. The first time he had laid eyes on you he knew that you were something special. Even with the trauma, you had a kind of hope in your eyes and a curiosity that was intriguing to him.

It wasn’t long before he was able to help you get past your traumatic memories. Even so, you continued to meet with him. After a few months, he invited you over for dinner.

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Hannibal smiled as he thought about your face as you’d asked him. It was obvious that you had been waiting for the invitation for some time. He turned on the stove top and started cooking the meat he had pulled out of his fridge.

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The doorbell rang as Hannibal pulled dinner out of the oven. He pulled the door open to see you smiling on his doorstep.

“Glad you could make it.” He stepped aside and let you inside. Pulling off you coat he grabbed it and hung it in the hall closet. “You look lovely this evening, (y/n). Please come right this way. Dinner is just about ready.”

He led you into his dining room and returned to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner. The scents of delicately cooked meat wafted through the house making your mouth water. Before long he brought trays of food into the room.

The food was exquisite and Hannibal was an interesting person to talk to. He always had something interesting or insightful to say so you were mostly content to listen. Several times he asked you about how your life has been.

After a couple hours the phone rang. Hannibal excused himself from the table. You got up from where you were sitting and looked around for the washroom. You admired the art as you explored and came across a door that was left slightly open.

You slowly pushed open the door and peered inside. It was pitch dark but you were able to stumble across the light switch. The bright bulb revealed a staircase into the basement.

Looking around for Hannibal, you decided to see what was down there. You don’t know exactly what made you sneak into the basement. Maybe it was because you wanted to see what kind of person Hannibal was underneath his formal outer shell or maybe it was sheer curiosity as to what was down there.

Unknown to you, Hannibal had been watching from another doorway. He followed you down the stairway keeping quiet so you wouldn’t hear him. He was interested as to what you’d do once you got to the bottom.

He approached the bottom as you reached his fridge and pulled it open. You gasped as you recognized that the bags were all full of meat, human meat.

Sighing Hannibal crept behind you. You turned around just as he knocked you out.

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Hannibal finished his thoughts as he completed his masterpiece of a dinner. He brought the food to the table and thought once more of you. He wished that you were there. As he thought that he stopped and smirked before looking down at the meal he had prepared.

In a sense, you were there.

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