#i am yearning for soft hanni au

[suiine]

hannibal season 1&2 au where hannibal isn't the ripper or a murderer and just has the dormant compacity for evil (like Will in canon). when Will gets framed by the actual ripper and goes to jail, hannibal gives in to his dark urges and kills the judge and plants evidence like he did in the show to free Will (they just started dating before Will got arrested. they are boyfrands).

the rest follows canon with Beverly suspecting hannibal (he has motive because he is boyfriend) and Will having the moment of realization while in his cell that hannibal is killing to free him. he does the good thing (as he does) and tells Jack but Jack doesn't believe him (as he does), and the story either ends with a happily ever after when Chilton gets framed, or it'll follow season 3 where hannibal runs away, gets dumped, goes to jail, etc for the crimes he committed to free willy

[hello-rosette-blog]

jeonghan ; spy!au

i recently saw the film knight and day, and it inspired me to write this! it’s something a little different. enjoy, loves!

tw: mentions of blood and torture

jeonghan had been trained to have no heart, but surprisingly, he found his because of you.

he was stationed at a budding company working in the biggest sector of the country. this company was founded and operated by your father. as the company grew and flourished, it was becoming a threat to certain parties that jeonghan’s agency did not want upset. for the greater good, it was better that your father’s company was destroyed, along with all the people involved in it, so that all the secrets do not come into light. and jeonghan was the one who was given the task to do so.

completing this mission, even for a seasoned spy like jeonghan, would take quite some time. he wanted to gain your father’s trust so that the takedown could be extremely more effective. so, he stayed in the company for well over a year, disguising as a college dropout with a fire to prove himself. he began as a clerk, then an administrative staff, then rising along the ranks until he secured his coveted position: a personal assistant to your father.

the gold mine of access and information that came with this new position was a dream. yet, there was an even bigger distraction than before. and that was you.

jeonghan never thought that the child of one of his targets would be so effortlessly magnificent. the first time you saw him on duty, you approached him and greeted him. you even bought him a takeaway lunch and advised him on how to best handle your father. he had never been shown that much kindness and care in his harsh life, and to see you, a beautiful person inside and out, do this to him, unwillingly made his heart beat faster.

you visited the office more frequently since then, spending time privately with your father then with jeonghan whenever you could, though the latter didn’t know exactly why. he could only hope that it was because of him. that you were attracted to him also and couldn’t get enough of him, the same way he felt about you. he longed for your presence after you were gone, daydreaming about the smooth conversations you two shared across the table and the ringing laugh you had that made his chest all warm. he yearned to catch a whiff of your scent, see your stunning side profile as the sunlight from the window entered in, hear your voice as you told him about all kinds of things.

he wanted you.

but he knew he couldn’t have you.

if you found out the true reason he was here, you would despise him. and he wouldn’t be able to survive that. he would rather die than know you hated him.

so, he convinced himself that he should keep it a well-guarded secret. he much preferred to love you in silence, because that way, at least he got to love you at all.

however, what he didn’t expect was what you did one day.

“hannie,” you called him from the chair in front of his desk, using a nickname you made for him. “i need to tell you something.”

“yes, y/n?” he responded, knowing that it was probably a question of when your father would finish, or what he liked you to bring for lunch the next day, or what new TV show he could recommend to you.

“i think i... i think i’m in love with you.”

jeonghan’s head snapped up as fast as a bolt of lightning. you were staring down at your lap, fiddling with your fingers, too fearful and anxious to meet his eyes. he could sense how nervous you were, but it was no match to his own condition. if he weren’t seated, he would tumble to the floor. he suddenly couldn’t feel anything, save the drilling beat of his heart.

“y/n...” he mustered enough courage and composure to reach for your hand, and caressed the inside of your palm with his thumb. “i’m in love with you, too.”

the return of the confession made you gasp and look up. after exchanging looks of bewilderment, both of you screamed in joy and went into each other’s arms. you settled yourself in jeonghan’s lap, giggling and kissing his face, while he laughed and stroked your head affectionately. he couldn’t stop thinking of how sweet his reality was. he never thought he could be loved, yet here you were, proving him wrong.

but, he still knew what was at stake. his job jeopardized you. if the agency knew of your relationship, you would be terminated. spies shouldn’t have distractions, especially personal relationships. but now, things were changing. his heart was beating and existing. his loyalty was dividing.

“i’ll protect you,” he whispered as you two pressed your foreheads together. his eyes were heavy with tears and conviction. his tone was soft yet absolute. “i’ll protect you, y/n. till the very day i die.”

you nodded several times, unaware of the burden he was bearing, the degree of seriousness he was presenting. “i know, hannie. thank you. i always feel safe when i’m with you.”

and that was the truth. he was your rock, your guardian, your key to life staying intact around you. he was the center of your world. in fact, he was your entire world. he had been reserved and untouched before, but now, he was the warmest being. the way he brushed his fingertips on your skin, the way his arms pulled you into his embrace, the way his lips ravished yours - all spoke of love, uncontained and undying, only love.

the times you two spent together were priceless. you went on dates, outings, adventures in the city. you went to concerts, coffee shops, restaurants, amusement parks. every second was happiness for both of you. your father, astoundingly to jeonghan, approved of your relationship. “it would make the company run more smoothly in the future,” he commented. you playfully smacked your father’s arm, while jeonghan could only wonder what it meant.

he dug and dug, doing what he knew second best. (his first one was loving you.) once he figured it out, his heart nearly stopped.

your father planned to make you the successor of the company. he had been training you, teaching you the ropes of the business. that was the reason you came so often to the office. and since jeonghan was a future son-in-law and knew the company as good as you and your father, he wanted to make jeonghan a co-owner of the company.

this broke him down. he could see a desirable future as your personal and professional partner - in fact, he wanted that more than anything. to exist with you, side by side, unstoppable. but he knew he wouldn’t ever experience it. if he betrayed the agency, the agency would terminate him and do worse things to you and your father. and he couldn’t let that happen.

he needed to protect you.

the best way, as he had always been taught about, was to please the agency. put the agency first. but he had to do it without you getting involved.

so, one day, he did it. the culmination of his mission. he killed the company by stealing all of its funds, publishing fake negative records about the company, and murdering everyone in the business except for you and your father. the company went bankrupt and disappeared in an instant. however, he knew you and your father would be alright, since he kept the funds and planned to give your father access to them soon. this was the only way he knew that could satisfy the agency and keep you safe.

but, in his crazed, love-blinded haste, he forgot one thing.

the agency never missed.

a day after jeonghan submitted his completed mission report, he returned to your shared apartment to face his ultimate nightmare.

“h-hannie...” you croaked, trying to get up from the pool of your own blood.

“baby!” jeonghan shrieked, instantly coming to your side and pulling you into his arms, cradling your bleeding figure while tears ran away from his eyes. “my love... i...”

“they t-told me i needed p-punishment,” you stammered, coughing. “n-no. i am p-punishment. for y-you.”

“i’m sorry,” jeonghan sobbed, caressing your jawline and looking into your eyes. eyes that were fading. he screamed inside, his heart was torn open, broken, ripped, he was losing it again. because he was losing you.

“d-don’t be,” you forced yourself to speak, despite your lack of breaths, despite your blinding vision, despite your consuming exhaustion. “t-they told me what y-you’ve done, but i don’t believe a-any of it. my h-hannie is pure, i s-said. my hannie won’t even hurt a f-fly.” you clasped his hand weakly. “my hannie w-won’t ever h-hurt me.”

he wanted to say so many things to you - he wanted to apologize, to explain, to let you know that he loved you, that you were the best gift he had ever received and he was willing to fight for you. but it all died on his tongue when he felt that you were taken away from him by a pair of large, strong arms.

you had been a distraction to jeonghan’s mission, so you were made to be one when he was about to face his death.

another pair of arms took him to another room, and he was tortured, blood, slices, cuts, screams, pain. however, he couldn’t physically feel any of it. the stabs of the knives, the hits on his joints, the crack of his bones.

what hurt him the most was listening to your cries for him from the other room, breathless chants of “hannie! h-hannie!” and knowing that he failed, he couldn’t do anything to protect you.

when your lifeless body was presented to him by the agency, he lost his heart again. this time for good.