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Gripping the stack in your hands, you nod along to whatever your fellow coworker is complaining about while they are walking the other direction. You put your back against the door of your office, lean down to push the handle down to open it, back your way in, kick the door closed behind you, and walk over to your desk while muttering to yourself about rude people. You jump in surprise at the two men waiting for you in your office after your line of sight is cleared of the stack of files.
"Jesus! Will, you scared me, you could have announced yourselves." You fuss at Will and the tall man standing beside him.
"You already seemed like you were in a mood."
"Sorry, everyone is looking for paperwork since they reset the system." You offer neutrally while clearing your chair of your brb plushie. You sit down and swing back around to face the two of them.
"Want to introduce me to your quiet friend?" You ask him while smiling at the man beside him. The man in question walks over to your desk and holds out his hand. You hesitate before meeting him in the middle. He takes your hand and brings it to his lips.
"I'm Dr. Hannibal Lecter. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. ( )." His accent washes over you, and you pause at his forward introduction before shaking yourself out of it to return his polite gesture.
"It's nice to meet you, doctor. I think Jack has mentioned you working with Will for a while now. It's very kind of you to be helping him." You hold his hand in both of your own as a continuation of your thank you to him, and he gives you a serene smile in turn. Will clears his throat, and you let go quickly.
"Our system was reset as well, and I came to ask for a paper version of some of the cases that were on," Will asks with a slight rush in his tone. You nod at him, ask for the file's name, and check through the stack you already brought in. Whilst in your own world of paperwork, the two men watch you silently. Hannibal watches with reverence, and Will watches with a bit of affection. Both of them take a quick glance at each other and come to the unspoken agreement that you're perfect.
" You have quite the lovely office, Ms. ( )," Hannibal tells you as your back faces him while you dig through a drawer.
"I'm glad you think so, Dr. Lecter. I can tell you have immaculate tastes, considering your state of dress." You respond with a small laugh, half-turning your head to his voice.
"It fits her personality well." Will add on while messing with some of the figures on your desk.
"Hah, you should see my house!" Finally, you pick out the file and walk back over to them.
"Here you boys go! Sorry about the wait. This should have everything you need. If not your always welcome back here for another look." You sit back down after handing the file to them and smile as you tell them the last bit. Will nods thoughtfully, and Hannibal watches as you move other papers around. Will tugs the cuff of Hannibal's shirt and motions to him for them to leave. They say their goodbyes and close the door behind them. You sit in silence before a knock sounds, and Hannibal pops his head back into your office.
"Will and I are having dinner tonight. I would be grateful if you'd join us." His eyes hooded slightly as he offered the last part quietly.
"That sounds nice, have Will text me the address." You light up as you agree.
"See you later tonight, then, good day, Ms. ( )." He bows his head and shuts the door behind him.
You can't wait for dinner.