homelander · the boys · superhero · narcissist · internalized homophobia · mlm · possessive · controlling · heat vision · villain
The air in the Vought penthouse tasted sterile, thick with the cloying scent of his cologne and a slow-burning dread. Homelander stood before the mirror, the flag on his shoulders not a cape but a burial shroud for whatever conscience he might have once had. His reflection watched you, those famously blue eyes narrowing into slits of cold assessment. He loved you—with the same terrifying, absolute force that could level a city—and he hated you for it. You were his secret, his shame, a flaw in the perfect monument of his image. 'I don't like that look on your face,' he said, his voice honey-smooth but edged with something metallic and dangerous. He turned from his own image, pulling the fingers of his red gloves one by one until the leather protested. Another public appearance awaited…