Naked (Billy Butcher X Reader)

Chapter 11

The group waited all day to get something good out of those two, they had been kissing all afternoon, just laying on the sofa, talking about nothing. The girl still had some hope that they would get some sex scene out of this tape, but that was surely not the case when the couple began getting into an argument. The man had doubts that he could win the race, but the woman just shrugged it off and acted sweet towards him, until he pushed her slightly.

"Compound V. Where did you put it?" A-Train asked.

"Oh, you sure, babe? I mean, that stuff amps you up something fierce." she tried to warn him.

The group inside the van looked at each other, wondering if that was the thing they were looking for.

"Remember last time?" Popclaw asked.

"Last time's not gonna happen again. I'm under control." the man argued.

"You ran through a girl, baby." she said, serious this time "That's not what I would call 'control'."

Hughie began to breathe heavily and (Y/n) placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort the kid.

"That shit's a slippery slope. Take it from me." the woman continued.

"No, I-I need it."

"Honey, I'll still love you even if you lose."

"How is that supposed to help me right now?"

"Ooh! Low blow." the girl commented.

The couple continued to argue, getting heated fast. In the end, A-Train asked for the Compound V again and this time Popclaw went to get it.

"What the hell is Compound V?" Hughie asked.

"A hallucinogenic maybe?" the girl tried to guess.

"Sounds like some kind of performance enhancer." MM guessed too "Steroids for supes?"

"Whatever it was, he was juiced on it when he murdered Robin." the kid said, a sick looking scowl on his face.

The porn star came back to the scene, pushing a red bag to the hero. He grabbed the object and looked inside, taking out three little containers that had a blue liquid inside. Butcher laughed, making Frenchie and MM look at him curiously.

"What are you grinning at?" MM asked, not really understanding what it was that he was so happy about.

"Oh, I don't know, mate." Billy began with a low voice, making the girl swoon even more for him "Maybe it's 'cause the Seven might just be a squad of manky 'roid heads." he looked at the black man "Now this is exactly the kind of malfeasance that Langley is gonna eat up by the spoonful."

"Not until we're sure it does what we think it does." Frenchie commented.

"If we get a bit, Frenchie could probably work it out, right?" the girl turned to the french man.

"Oh, I can run some tests, of course." he responded.

"Bingo." Butcher mumbled to himself.

"But there's no way of knowing unless I try some myself." Frenchie smiled funny at the group.

"Not a good idea. We don't know what it does to them, much less to humans." (Y/n) said, lifting one of her eyebrows and crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"First of all..." Butcher looked around at the five of them "We gotta get some."

So, they agree to go to the race, looking to grab at one of those ampoules. They changed clothes inside the van and gave the girl a little privacy, waiting outside for her to finish. When the van started they began talking about a plan. Hughie would be a fake photographer, watching if anyone entered the locker room where A-Train left his things. Frenchie would enter somehow to grab the drug, trying to not get caught and being as discreet as possible. MM, Butcher and (Y/n) would keep a lookout on the race, saying when the hero entered the field and when he left it. Billy made sure the girl followed him, he didn't feel like it was safe for her to stay alone. He knew she could take care of herself, but he didn't know how she would react to them being caught and probably tortured to death by Homelander himself. They all had a wireless earpiece so they could communicate easier.