They really said, “this character is a FREAK. He sells DRUGS. He holds a KNIFE to Steve’s THROAT-” and then he has the biggest, roundest pair of brown eyes on planet and quotes lotr
I love fics with multiple endings. Like, love love them. I read this when it was an open ending, and then went to reread it, found that it had been updated, and absolutely lost my shit
Warnings: slight spoilers for episode 1 of the boys season 3!!!, toxic relationship this is fiction i can do what i want. also I obviously do not condone his actions. fiction <3
Author’s Note: im on episode 3 <3 and hes so insane <3 and i missed him so much <3
Summary: Homelander takes some notes from Starlight and shows off his human significant other
I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator
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You didn’t like to pay attention to the superhero ratings but they were talked about as much as politician rankings. You were constantly having to turn off the TV when they turned on and ignore the static buzzing of the neverending judging.
Homelander obsessed over them. He looked at them all the time so you tried to never look at them to balance the two of you out. But suddenly they were everywhere. Starlight was in the 90s and Homelander…wasn’t even close. His official non official dating of Stormfront had done that.
You tried to tell him to just date you publicly but he needed a Supe and she was the best option. She could handle him. Then she turned out to be a fucking Nazi.
He didn’t outwardly concede but he knew you were right. He should have just publicly dated you. Starlights ratings were great and she was dating Hughie. Maybe that’s all he needed.
You were standing to the side, watching as the camera bulbs went off aggressively in the faces of the superheroes. They all seemed to show no reaction to them. You tried to get used to the lighting before you went out there. You adjusted your dress and then adjusted it again. Red and blue, to match the cape and the suit.
You looked good. It didn’t really help your nerves but at least you knew that.
“Okay awesome thank you for waiting,” Ashley said quickly, holding the clipboard tightly between her hands so that her knuckles were white. “He’s coming, he just needed to sign some things before coming out.” You nodded once.
“Do I look okay?” you asked nervously.
“You look fantastic,” she promised and it sounded like she meant it. You were grateful.
“I’m here!” Homelander announced, rushing up behind you. You took his hand which he offered. The familiar red leather felt reassuring in your hand. “Ready?” he asked, more as a formality than actually asking.
“Yes,” you said quietly.
Then you were in front of the cameras. Smiling, waving, trying not to squint. You grabbed his hand tighter. He seemed to like having someone so dependent on him. Especially these days when people were acting like they didn’t need him at all. Knowing that you were right there and that you wouldn’t get on without him made his chest swell with enough pride to keep going.
People were screaming his name and you had gotten used to drowning it out by now. After a moment you gently let go of his hand.
“You should take some alone,” you said quietly. He nodded once, barely looking at you as you stepped back. You went to the corner where Ashley was standing and micromanaging. You watched idly as Starlight came out with her boyfriend and then he stepped aside as well, taking some solo pictures alone and then with the rest of the crew that was out.
He stood beside you and did a bit of a double take.
“You’re Y/N right?” he asked. You nodded once, smiling. “Yeah. Hughie?”
“Yeah.” He looked between you and Homelander. You eyed him, trying to figure out what he was thinking. “So you really….I mean you..”
“Yeah,” you breathed. “I mean, it can’t be that different from you and Starlight.”
“I think it is. Just like, surface level, guessing. But he seems a bit more intense than…than she is.” You smiled gently. He seemed nice. Starlight probably loved him a lot. You tried to imagine what he was thinking.
“Probably just a bit,” you joked lightly. Homelander turned around, his smile leaving almost immediately as he walked back towards you with a relaxed expression. You offered your hands and he took it, happy to have an anchor.
“We should go inside,” he muttered. You nodded and when he turned around the smile that didn’t reach his eyes was back as he waved and left. You gave Hughie a small smile and wave as you walked away. He looked more concerned for you than willing enough to wave.
You opened the door to the theater. You needed some air before the movie started. That was kind of intense.
“I’m going to go outside for a second,” you whispered. You tried to let go of his hand but he held on tighter.
“I can come.”
“You should mingle without me if you want. I won’t be offended.” You both knew he wasn’t worried about offending you. It was one of the reasons the two of you worked. He didn’t really have to worry about you, other than your safety.
He was staring at you and you could tell that he was coming with you. You were convincing yourself he needed you. He needed you there otherwise he would go off the hinges. You were a buffer that was so dearly desired.
“Wanna fly me to the roof superman?” The small smile he gave was the most genuine one you had seen all day. He led you out the side door and you grabbed onto him tightly, never fully prepared for your feet to leave the ground. You always panicked for a moment when they did. He relished in that second where you were hopeless without him.
You were both pretty sure some pictures were being taken of the two of you sneaking off for the moment. Maybe that would be a good thing. Just a happy couple, happily taking a moment to themselves.
You landed gracefully on the roof and he put you down with ease, finally letting you take a step away from him. You breathed deeply.
“Those cameras are a lot. I don’t know how you deal with them,” you admitted. He shrugged.
“That’s all I’ve ever known,” he said quietly.
“I know I’ve said it before but you didn’t deserve that.” You sat down on the ledge, looking down at the pictures. You moved your crunchy hair sprayed curls out of your face. He sat down beside you, moving the cape so it flowed against the wind. “Am I gonna hate this movie?”
“Yes. Probably.” You both laughed a bit. It was nice to hear him laugh. Like a real, in the moment laugh. You opened your phone to check the time. You had left it open on the news to make sure you were on time for the movie premier but it had reloaded and showed the ratings.
Homelander had gone up some. Starlight was the same, in the 90s, but he wasn’t tanking right now. You turned it to show him. He craned his head to look at him and breathed a shaky, half real sigh of relief.
He didn’t say anything for a second. He looked at you and you looked at him.
“It’s being figured out,” you promised, grabbing his hand. “Slowly. Who knows, maybe by your birthday special everything will be okay again.”
“Maybe,” he whispered.
“Should we go watch the movie?”
“Yeah. Can’t miss that.”
“Do you make out with the actress that plays Stormfront in the movie?”
“No comment.” You chuckled, shaking your head.
“Take me back down there superman. Let’s get this over with.”
He grabbed your hand and helped you up. And again you were floating.
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