"Mister Butcherrrr" Athena drawled out quietly as she entered her home, making sure to lock the door behind her, she looked down expecting to see Prince sat there waiting for her, but he wasn't. Instead, Prince was curled up on the sofa with Billy scratching him behind the ear. The man turned at the sound of his name to see Athena there in full costume and a bottle of champagne in hand. "This feels like a stag do's wet dream," he joked, looking her up and down, "Ha Ha Ha," she laughed dryly, wandering into the kitchen to put the alcohol on the counter. "I take it you changing jobs went well?" Billy called after her, not moving from his spot from flipping through the Tv channels. "Damn right, it did." she shouted back, grabbing a packet of crisp from the cupboard to try and sober her up a little and making her way back into the living room, sitting down not the single sofa as to not disturb the two boys on the bigger couch.
"So what did you do today?" She asked, kicking her shoes off into the corner of the room, paying attention to whatever show Billy had just put on. "Well, me and Prince here had 'brunch' as you'd call it, and then we got cosy on the couch. Isn't that right, mate?" Billy asked the cat who purred in response. Considering this man did not like cats yesterday, Prince seemed to win him over quite quickly. She chuckled at his conversation with the cat. It was cute. "That sounds divine, but I can't act like my day was hard, it was great, I just drank and ate with Annie all day." Butchers eyes widened. If that were true, she'd been drinking for at least 7 hours straight, and she was only just about tipsy. She noticed his look and nodded, ready to answer. "It takes a lot for me to get drunk, which is why I have a whole ass wine fridge constantly fully stocked." He had noticed it while he was making breakfast/lunch earlier today. A realisation hit Athena and she shot up a sudden burst of energy hit her, "I need a shower, and you haven't even had your dinner yet- well neither have I- why don't I shower and you" She threw him her phone "order us some takeout, and why don't you find a store that will deliver some beer or something for you, I wanna keep celebrating!" and with that she shot upstairs, not giving Butcher time to answer as he held the thrown phone to his chest, trying to process the woman's energy shift, but she was a Supe and the can be unpredictable at the best of times.
Loud music came from the speaker in the bathroom as well as the sound of the shower, while Butcher ordered some Chinese food and a few bottles of Budweiser from one of the nearby stores. The temptation to go through the woman's phone was strong, so of course he did, he needed to make sure she wasn't playing a long run to turn him in, even if she has been so accomodating to him, didn't mean she had ulterior motives. Thankfully she was clean, there was nothing on her phone except for online shopping apps, social media with alias names (A given since there was a whole department that controlled the Supes social media, and Billy would know, since that was Becca job.) and a photo gallery full of pictures of Prince lounging around the house in strange positions, this was obviously her personal phone, meaning there was still the Vought one he had to find and snoop through.
Just in the nick of time from finishing his snooping, the sound of Athena coming down the stairs was heard, she wore a wife beater and some checkered pyjama pants, and her hair was longer now and tied at the back in a ponytail. "Changed your hair again, love." He noted, handing out her phone for her to take, "Have a nice snoop?" she commented catching Billy off guard, but he tried not to show it on his face, "I knew you'd take a peak, here's my Vought cell for you to look through as well." she swapped phones and went into the kitchen, Prince following her this time, 'meowing' to be fed. Butcher couldn't believe that she was giving up her privacy so easily, he had never experienced anything like this before, but he was conflicted with his inner feeling of suspicious, and the fact that she was giving him no reason to be.
Athena returned from the kitchen, with a fully fed Prince and a big glass of wine, returning to the small sofa to curl up on while they waited for food, they sat in silence until the food came, Billy had put the phone on the table after having a look through it and of course finding nothing but work emails and everything else work related, he had expected to find something, anything incriminating about her, but there wasn't, he would have to speak to Mallory about getting a file on her at some point, see what kind of person he would be living with, and if he could use her to his advantage on his war on Homelander and Vought. A knock came from the door and Billy ducked down on instinct, Athena laughed, placing her wine down and getting up to grab the food from the door, luckily both delivery drivers had turned up at the same time meaning Butcher could join her in having a drink.
After an hour or so, the food was ate, and they were now both standing in the kitchen, Athena had gone through two bottles of wine and was now working finishing the champagne she brought home. Butcher had just about finished his two four-packs of Budweiser and was visibly a lot more relaxed than he had been as the pair shared flirty and playful banter.
"All you brits do is make your tea weird and say 'cunt'" Athena laughed, taking another big gulp from the champagne bottle. "I could make you a gorgeous cup of tea" she hiccuped, reaching up into a cabinet and pulling out a teacup, waving it in Butchers face who stood behind her, watching her every move.
"The way you Americans make your tea is fuckin diabolical, I reckon I'd wipe the floor with you making a brew" Butcher laughed making his way over to her from the other side of the Island, a clink came from the countertop as Athena placed the cup down, turning herself around to face him, a fire in her eyes, she didn't like being told she couldn't do something. "Well...why don't you put your money where your mouth is" She threatened poking him in the chest as she did so. Butcher looked down at the woman, moving forwards, using his hands to trap her in-between him and the counter as he gripped the counter, knuckles nearly turning white from his grip. She could feel his body heat radiating off of him "I'll put something where your mouth is" he whispered. They both knew what was going to happen, the tension had been going on for far too long this evening and every since he had her hands held behind her and a knife to her throat when he ambushed her at the premier, she'd been dying for a taste, the mix of sexual chemistry and alcohol led to the next moments.
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QUANTUM~Billy Butcher
Fanfiction"Well, don't you look absolutely breathtaking, love." "I know you're not planning to take me out, so what are you doing stalking me down a dark alley, Mr Butcher?"
