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"Do you trust me?"
"No."
"You will."
"Never."
"Forever."
"I told you no, Hannibal."
Hannibal smirks, "Why don't you trust me?"
"You lied to me about everything, including Abigail, you drugged me, let me suffer through encephalitis, and you framed me for your murders."
"And I've apologized for that."
"No, Hannibal, you haven't."
"When I turned myself in-"
"You did that because I rejected you."
"You threw us off a cliff."
"I didn't want to live with you or without you."
"But we survived and now are together."
"We are and I still don't trust you."
"As I said, you will."
"How do you figure? Nothing you do is going to make up for the past. Nothing is going to take back you shoving a whole ear down my throat or allowing me to seize in your dining room."
"I deeply regret all of what I've done to you in the past, Will. I was afraid then. I had never loved anyone, not since Mischa. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know how to show you feelings."
"So you hurt me instead."
"Yes, I did."
"What if I had died? Wh-what if I had been convicted and sentenced to death?"
"I was monitoring your condition. I had you released before that could happen."
"Something could've happened to me while I was home alone, without your watchful eye. And if you hadn't been able to get me released I would be locked up in the BSHCI or dead."
Hannibal does something Will doesn't expect, he leans in and presses their lips together.
It takes him a moment before he reacts, but finally their lips move together. It only lasts a few seconds before Will pushes him away. "Kissing me isn't going to make this better, it isn't going to get me to trust you."
"No, not yet, but someday you will."
"You keep saying that but won't tell me how you plan on getting me to trust you. I'm with you Hannibal, I'm here and I'm killing with you but I am not going to trust you with my heart, or my mind. I trust you not to kill me, but if you do I know you'll honor me after. I trust you not to get us caught, I trust you not kill anyone without me."
"I will gain your trust again, Will. I love you, in every way possible, even if you don't believe that."
"Oh, I believe you. I once asked Bedelia if you were in love with me, but what I didn't say then was that I was in love with you too. Hannibal, loving you and trusting you are two different things. I love you, but I don't trust you not to break my heart or fuck with my head again." Will turns and walks out of the room, their conversation is over for now. He'll meet Hannibal in the basement in a few hours time to put on their plastic suites and butcher the pig that's waiting for them. But for now, he'll go to his room and leave Hannibal to think.