Reasons why the alternative deleted scene for the ending of Hannibal makes me FERAL makes me SICK
Hannibal wears his usual caution—not pulling Will closer, but still, they both stabilize and tumble against each other. The heavy breathing, the pants, the way they NEED each other. It’s raw, and yet: Hannibal is still wearing that perfectly calculated mask.
But Will CLOSES that distance. That gap between them: both metaphorical and literal. He takes the initiative when Hannibal WON’T. He embraces what they’re becoming. They’re becoming ONE.
And not only that—
He SEIZES Hannibal’s wrist—the hand and palm on his HIPS—and pulls it to his WAIST. Tugs it and disarms Hannibal from his ‘control’ or wariness from knowing this is intrinsically real. This is not performance, this is as real as they get, and Will is letting him know. This is VULNERABILITY. It’s like intruding in something forbidden, something only THEY know and feel. He strips Hannibal raw and in the odyssey, himself, too. They collapse onto one another; Will pushes all his body weight against Hannibal, and HANNIBAL LEANS IN. It’s a proper embrace. It’s them at the most primal—not only Hannibal or Will, but THEM. A unified concept. Love. This isn’t despair, or just surviving, or just heaving breaths after a battle; no, it’s deeper, it’s adoration, it’s the acceptance and need and yearning all intertwined and satiated.
And that’s not all.
Hannibal adjusts his grip, obviously—
AND HIS FINGERS CURL. CURL AND SQUEEZE WILL’S SHIRT/WAIST/LOWER BACK/ANATOMY I’M HAVING A VISCERAL REACTION. Not only is it reassuring to prove HIMSELF Will is not going anywhere or fleeing anew, it’s FEELING the moment. It’s something that transcends the shackles of corporeal pleasure. It’s so soul-felt and the reactions are instinctive and they’re all about keeping each other as close as possible.
Was it casual when Hannibal flexed his fingers and gripped Will tighter? No, I think not. The way Will’s arm hangs and still clings to Hannibal, how their heads bump(Hannibal’s chin against the crown of Will’s head), the INTIMACY AND PROXIMITY. And coming from two extremely guarded men, ‘others’—holy shit they are THE murder husbands. Also.
Despite the grim lightning—Hannibal’s eyes are fixed on Will’s lips. On what he’s become and finally accepting. There’s a reason this is called “Kiss Alt”. This is not smitten. This is adoration. Adoration that bears light and darkness. Adoration deeper than the sea itself. Adoration wilder than tempests.
They make me so sick. Oh murder husbands how I love yall
