Hannigram: The rest of the first chapter
Pushing away all thoughts he leaned in after a few chest compression’s and gave the best effort he could, with pain now seeking back into his face where his own would began to bleed again, the coppery taste of blood setting him on edge as he tried to keep his mind grounded in the moment, trying to make it behave so that he could save Hannibal’s Life.
He repeated this over and over, his own breath beginning to stutter and falter with sobs working their way into his throat. “Please.. Hannibal, cough up the water.. and breathe for me” Taking in another big breath and pressing his lips to chilling ones beneath he tried once more only to scared but also filled with a moment of happiness when a cough spit water into his mouth before he could pull away. The older man gasped as he coughed up the remainder of it from his lungs, only to have it stolen from him mid gasp when the younger man crushed their mouths together in a frantic kiss that had him hesitating and flushing red in the face when he realized what he had done.
“Will..” Hannibal’s voice was low, and raspy as he immediate tried to sit up. Pain seared in his side grasping onto a stretched out arm to help him up. “..we need to.. find shelter.”
Following the older mans lead in disregarding what had just happened Will’s eyes turned to the thicket of trees lining the shore skimming along and following it down hoping to see anything like a cabin and coming up with nothing in sight, other than broken tree limbs and scattered palm leaves.
“I don’t see anything of use, and with this type of weather right now and you in this condition we won’t be able to make it through those trees tonight Hann.” Connecting what he could in front of him he came up with the idea of at least making a small shelter. “Come on, if we can make it to the tree line at least I can try and find a pocket at which I might be able to set us up some shelter from this bad weather with the materials scattered around” pulling on the older man gently, bringing him up on he knees first then finally to his feet, Will shifted Hannibal till he supported the majority of his weight. Upon reaching the tree line they found what seemed to be old camping gear that was at most used but still enough to be of use. There was some rope, matches and even a small first aid kit with a few sutures left inside a sealed package.
“It would seem as though God has given us what we need in order to make it through the night”
Will hurried to do his best at remotely stitching Hannibal's wound closed against the protest fighting back telling him to stitch up his face and get the hell out of there while he could. He refused shoving the older man into the direction of where the stone wall met the trees searching for an area that was covered just enough to protect from the pouring rain. Once he was done he quickly began to gather scattered branches and palm leaves tying together branches the best he could and wedging it between uneven layers into the stone above their heads creating a base to lay the leaves before weighing them down with smaller rocks.
"There, that should keep some of the water off of us while we wait out this storm." Will breathed out as his legs finally gave from exhaustion and scooted up under the sad makeshift shelter. "Get some rest, while you can. I'll keep watch just in case they dare send anyone out in this horrible weather looking for us. Though I doubt they will."
"If you doubt that they will come.." with a little grunt and a shift in his weight he pulled Will closer to him. "..why don't you rest some too. I'm a light sleeper and you know how keen my ability to scent out approaching danger is."
"..but.." opening his mouth to protest and looking up his eyes met dark soft but serious eyes looking back at him in a way that he knew not to even began to challenge, even in such a small conversation as this one. With a simple nod of his head, he lowered his head onto Hannibal's shoulder and closed his eyes trying to relax, confused with the way his mind and body began dip in and out of sleep when he knew it should have been wide awake trying to run. Though he let it be.
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He repeated this over and over, his own breath beginning to stutter and falter with sobs working their way into his throat. “Please.. Hannibal, cough up the water.. and breathe for me” Taking in another big breath and pressing his lips to chilling ones beneath he tried once more only to scared but also filled with a moment of happiness when a cough spit water into his mouth before he could pull away. The older man gasped as he coughed up the remainder of it from his lungs, only to have it stolen from him mid gasp when the younger man crushed their mouths together in a frantic kiss that had him hesitating and flushing red in the face when he realized what he had done.
“Will..” Hannibal’s voice was low, and raspy as he immediate tried to sit up. Pain seared in his side grasping onto a stretched out arm to help him up. “..we need to.. find shelter.”
Following the older mans lead in disregarding what had just happened Will’s eyes turned to the thicket of trees lining the shore skimming along and following it down hoping to see anything like a cabin and coming up with nothing in sight, other than broken tree limbs and scattered palm leaves.
“I don’t see anything of use, and with this type of weather right now and you in this condition we won’t be able to make it through those trees tonight Hann.” Connecting what he could in front of him he came up with the idea of at least making a small shelter. “Come on, if we can make it to the tree line at least I can try and find a pocket at which I might be able to set us up some shelter from this bad weather with the materials scattered around” pulling on the older man gently, bringing him up on he knees first then finally to his feet, Will shifted Hannibal till he supported the majority of his weight. Upon reaching the tree line they found what seemed to be old camping gear that was at most used but still enough to be of use. There was some rope, matches and even a small first aid kit with a few sutures left inside a sealed package.
“It would seem as though God has given us what we need in order to make it through the night”
Will hurried to do his best at remotely stitching Hannibal's wound closed against the protest fighting back telling him to stitch up his face and get the hell out of there while he could. He refused shoving the older man into the direction of where the stone wall met the trees searching for an area that was covered just enough to protect from the pouring rain. Once he was done he quickly began to gather scattered branches and palm leaves tying together branches the best he could and wedging it between uneven layers into the stone above their heads creating a base to lay the leaves before weighing them down with smaller rocks.
"There, that should keep some of the water off of us while we wait out this storm." Will breathed out as his legs finally gave from exhaustion and scooted up under the sad makeshift shelter. "Get some rest, while you can. I'll keep watch just in case they dare send anyone out in this horrible weather looking for us. Though I doubt they will."
"If you doubt that they will come.." with a little grunt and a shift in his weight he pulled Will closer to him. "..why don't you rest some too. I'm a light sleeper and you know how keen my ability to scent out approaching danger is."
"..but.." opening his mouth to protest and looking up his eyes met dark soft but serious eyes looking back at him in a way that he knew not to even began to challenge, even in such a small conversation as this one. With a simple nod of his head, he lowered his head onto Hannibal's shoulder and closed his eyes trying to relax, confused with the way his mind and body began dip in and out of sleep when he knew it should have been wide awake trying to run. Though he let it be.
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-Rae February 15th, 2016
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