Hannibal (Age Plot)

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Alcuin woke feeling a little strange, but then he realized that he must have climbed into Hannibal's bed in the middle of the night again. A bit embarrassed, he scooted away from Hannibal's sleeping form before climbing out of the covers. He pushed his hair out of his eyes. It was getting a little too long again, enough so that people would be mistaking him for a girl. It wasn't that he cared, but he worried that other people might care. The pajamas hung off his slightly-too-thin frame, but he wasn't underfed, just slight, even for a boy of nearly twelve.

He heard the other body in the bed stir, and whispered, "Hannibal? Are you awake?" so quiet that he hoped not to wake him if he wasn't.