Clothes Make The Man
17 Jun 2014
Hannibal needs a new tailor. He finds Will Graham.
Will's eyes flickered over Hannibal’s suit – the tan plaid, three buttons on the jacket (currently undone), matching waistcoat, cream shirt with English spread collar that was so spread it was virtually a cut away, and a paisley tie with a double Windsor knot. Will Graham took all this in with a quick, professional eye, and then looked back down at his ledger.
“No,” he said simply.
Hannibal, who had been coming forward, halted abruptly.
“I beg your pardon?” he asked. Will Graham was rude, and that was such a disappointment after all the effort he’d gone to for this referral.
“No, I will not take you on as a client. Sorry to waste your time,” Mr Graham said, not sounding very sorry at all.
“May I ask why?” Hannibal said stiffly.
“Because I’m not going to fuck around with all of that, whatever it is,” he replied, waving a hand at Hannibal’s suit. “I don’t know what that is, but I’m not having a bar of it.”
- Part 1 of Clothes Make The Man
18 Jun 2014
Will goes to Hannibal's house for dinner. They end up in his wardrobe.
‘There is an actual animal skull in the table centrepiece. AN ANIMAL SKULL,’ he texted Beverly quickly, and slipped the phone back into his pocket. She’d insisted on knowing every detail about Hannibal when he’d mumbled about the man at breakfast that morning.
His phone buzzed, and he took it out to sneak a look at her reply.
‘MARRY HIM,’ was all it said.
- Part 2 of Clothes Make The Man
Hannibal and Will have a breakfast date. Will gleefully ruins Hannibal's suit.
“I feel the urge to make you something so austere the clergy would balk at its plainness,” Will said, plucking at the suspenders in a distracted way. “Something that cuts away every bright, gaudy shadow you’ve cloaked yourself in before. That doesn’t embellish you – simply frames you.”
“I find the way you discuss clothing extremely erotic,” Hannibal confessed, and Will gave a little huff of laughter, looking up at him for a brief moment of eye contact.
“It’s not the clothes. I’m being possessive, and you like it,” he replied, and snapped one suspender so it struck his pectoral muscle and nipple on the rebound. Hannibal hissed at the small sting of pain.
“Yes. I like it very much,” he said.
- Part 3 of Clothes Make The Man
Hannibal talks shop with Will. More suits get destroyed. Will wants to see Hannibal's true face. Porn.
“I want to see your real self,” Will said, maintaining his gaze, and saw a flare of raw excitement in response to his words. “I want to see you stripped bare of these fabric trappings and refined manners. I’d like to cut that hideous suit off you just to destroy your disguise.”
“Yes,” Hannibal said, and Will blinked. What? His confusion must have shown in his face, because Hannibal gave a slow nod.
“Cut it off me.”
- Part 4 of Clothes Make The Man