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Hannibal is dumbfounded when he tries to make Will sweet tea, but refuses to use that much sugar (because it's too extreme for Hannibal's european mind to handle) and so the tea ends up not nearly sweet enough.
Will takes a sip and grimaces and spits it out in the sink. He turns to Hannibal and sets down the glass. "I love you, honey, but that tastes like swamp water out of an alligator's ass."
Y'all just know Hannibal's heart would break and he would be crestfallen for the rest of the day and sit in silent horror as Will goes about the proper way to make sweet tea. He keeps asking Will if that much sugar is necessary, worried about Will getting diabetes.
Will says something like: "Lay off me, darlin'. It ain't killed me yet and I've been drinking it over half of my life." He kisses the crease between Hannibal's brows. "I'm sorry I insulted your attempt. It was very sweet of you to do." Then he makes Hannibal take a sip and says "that's what it should taste like" as Hannibal chokes on the sweetness.
My headcanon is while Hannibal would not be in love with how sweet it is, he would attempt to drink it or learn to like it because it's something Will loves. He's obsessed with anything and everything about Will. Even mundane things like Will's sweet tea preference.
Will's breath catching when Hannibal laughs in front of him for the first time or smiles in front of him for the first time.
Will witnesses Hannibal's laugh (a sweet and boyish rasp) one morning on accident after two fingers graze the unknowingly tickle-ish area of Hannibal's stomach while checking his gunshot wound for any signs of infection. Will realizes Hannibal is so babygirl and a housewife all wrapped up in one being and worth ruining one's entire life for. Will also realizes Hannibal's teeth are the cutest things in the entire world. That is when Will truly falls in love. During a random overcast morning as rain patters softly against the roof of their safe house.