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Between his cracked ribs, wrenched leg, and bruised...everything...it took a while longer for Hannibal to get home than usual, even with Jono helping.
Well, at least they had dinner already made, thanks to Eliot. And the time spent wrapped so close to Jono did give him time to soak in Hannibal's calm, which would hopefully help. Along with the aches and pains he was feeling, unfortunately; Hannibal had considered attempting to hide them, but he rather thought Jono wouldn't thank him for that.
Luckily, there was a full bath on the lower level, since that seemed to be where Hannibal was grounded to.
He wasn't bothering to hide his amusement at being grounded, either. Even if he suspected it rather defeated the purpose.
"Am I entitled to towels after my soak?"
Well, at least they had dinner already made, thanks to Eliot. And the time spent wrapped so close to Jono did give him time to soak in Hannibal's calm, which would hopefully help. Along with the aches and pains he was feeling, unfortunately; Hannibal had considered attempting to hide them, but he rather thought Jono wouldn't thank him for that.
Luckily, there was a full bath on the lower level, since that seemed to be where Hannibal was grounded to.
He wasn't bothering to hide his amusement at being grounded, either. Even if he suspected it rather defeated the purpose.
"Am I entitled to towels after my soak?"
