Got Milk? | Homelander x Reader

34 | Special

A couple of weeks had passed since you and Homelander reconciled and reestablished your connection. The storm that had briefly threatened to tear you apart had ultimately brought you closer together. Homelander had made it clear that you were important to him, and you had allowed yourself to trust in the strength of your bond.

Tonight was different. He had promised you a special evening at his penthouse, and though he hadn't shared any details, the anticipation buzzing in your veins was electric. As the elevator ascended to the top floor, you couldn't help but wonder what he had planned.

The doors slid open, revealing a transformed space. The penthouse was bathed in soft, ambient lighting. A table for two was elegantly set up in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. Soft music played in the background, and the air was filled with the inviting aroma of a home-cooked meal.

Homelander appeared from the kitchen, wearing a simple white shirt that highlighted his broad shoulders. He smiled warmly when he saw you, his eyes twinkling with excitement and warmth.

"Welcome," he said, approaching you with open arms.

You stepped into his embrace, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your cheek. "This is beautiful," you murmured, looking up at him with genuine admiration.

"I wanted to do something special for you," he replied, his voice sincere. "To show you how much you mean to me."

He led you to the table, pulling out a chair for you like a perfect gentleman. As you sat down, you couldn't help but notice the care and attention he had put into every detail.

"This is all so thoughtful, Homelander. Thank you," you said, feeling a warmth spreading through your chest.

He poured two glasses of [Your preferred beverage] and took a seat across from you. "I wanted tonight to be about us," he explained. "No distractions, no outside world. Just you and me."

You nodded, appreciating the sentiment. It was rare to have moments like these, where the pressures of the world didn't intrude on your time together.

The meal was delicious, a testament to Homelander's hidden culinary skills. As you ate, you talked about everything and nothing—sharing stories from your pasts, dreams for the future, and the silly little things that made you both laugh.

As the evening progressed, the conversation shifted to deeper topics. Homelander's eyes grew serious as he reached across the table, taking your hand in his.

"I want you to know something," he began, his voice steady but soft. "I know I can be difficult, and my world is...complicated. But having you in my life makes everything feel more grounded. You make me want to be better, for you and for us."

You squeezed his hand, moved by his honesty. "I feel the same way. You've shown me so much, and being with you makes me feel alive in a way I never imagined."

He stood up, gently pulling you to your feet and leading you over to the window. The city lights twinkled like stars below, and you leaned against him, feeling safe and cherished in his arms.

"Sometimes I worry," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "That I'm not enough, or that this world will pull us apart."

You turned to face him, your heart aching at the vulnerability in his eyes. "You are more than enough, Homelander. You're everything I want. And whatever challenges come our way, we'll face them together."

He smiled, a genuine smile that reached his eyes. "I don't deserve you," he said, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

"Maybe not," you teased, grinning up at him. "But you've got me anyway."

He chuckled, the sound reverberating through your body. "I'll take that."

The night wore on, filled with laughter and shared promises. As the city slept around you, you and Homelander danced slowly to the music, holding each other close. The outside world faded away, leaving only the two of you in your own little universe.

As the final notes of the song lingered in the air, Homelander lifted your chin, his gaze intense and full of emotion. "I love you," he said, the words a quiet vow.

Your breath caught in your throat, overwhelmed by the sincerity in his eyes. "I love you too," you replied, feeling the truth of the words settle deep in your heart.

With that, he kissed you—soft and lingering, full of promises for the future. It was a moment of pure, unfiltered connection, a reminder of the bond you shared and the love that continued to grow between you.

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