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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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Re: Valentine's Day

[empathicfault]

'Ex' is both way too strong and not enough to describe what Hannibal Lecter was and is to Will. But whatever term would encompass that, it does not need to be spared a single thought in the here and now.
 
Will shakes his head again. "I wouldn't expect you to. That's just the mess in my head. Which feels like it's all slowly untangling, mostly thanks to you. So let's enjoy. You can eat this, too?"

He assumes so, since it was actually made for him. The food looks amazing. Will is seriously going to need to learn to cook soon.

Re: Valentine's Day

[abrightboy]

Malcolm’s smile gets lighter. He glances at the plate and nods. All stuff he can eat.

“I know what it’s like. The mess. The way it sneaks up sometimes.” He pulls the plate over so he doesn’t have to stray from Will’s arms to pick up one of the bites and pop it in his own mouth - safe, see? - before picking one up and offering it to Will. “This one has something lemony in it.” He’s not a chef, either.

Re: Valentine's Day

[empathicfault]

Will watches with knowing eyes as Malcolm eats one of the bites. Of course it's safe, but of course it doesn't hurt to see Malcolm eat one, either. Will finds himself absolutely charmed by the gesture and takes the offering with a gracious nod.

The bite itself is slightly big, but that just means it takes a little extra chewing. His eyebrows pop up as swallows it. "It's really good...definitely something lemony," he confirms, with an amused smirk. "Have you had this before?"

Re: Valentine's Day

[abrightboy]

“Not that one,” Malcolm says. “That’s a new one.” He puts his glass down so that hand can absently grip Will’s waist while he peruses the plate and picks up another. “I’ve had this one,” he says offering it to Will. “Something with salmon and maple syrup.”