Back on the couch of my apartment, I heard a knock, the weight, the heels. Ashley.
I didn't reply. There is no way I would talk to her right now. I just wanted peace and quiet.
She opened the door and I shot her a look. "You should get the fuck out and not show your face unless it's necessary." I told her using my powers. She exited as swiftly as she had entered and didn't seem to return.
With a wosh and a blast of air, Homelander landed in the living area.
"Y/n! I heard you paid the PR fools a visit. I am so glad that you're starting to use your potential." He said as he walked over to me.
We kissed, and I smiled up at him. "Thank you for showing me. On that topic, John, I think we should talk. Maybe over a hot chocolate?" I said and hugged onto him.
"Anything to worry about?" He laughed but seemed a bit irritated.
"Not at all. Quite the opposite, actually." I said after thinking a little bit about the topic I had in mind.
Once at our spot, I thought about how to put my thoughts out into words without seeming too eager.
"After the PR 'meeting,' I was called into Edgar's office." I started, and John's smile faltered. "I don't know how to put this without sounding too radical. But I want him gone. He is trying to keep us down."
"You want to take down Edgar? Am I understanding you correctly, my love bird?" John asked seriously.
"The man who created me in a lab. The guy who has tried and mostly succeded in keeping me on a leash. That Stan Edgar, you want to take down?"
I didn't dare speak up, so instead, I just nodded.
Homelander burst out laughing, not just a small short chuckle but full-blown maniacal laughter.
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Jealousy Isn't A Good Look On You
FanfictionI do not own any of the characters. Y/n are a supe. But not a famous one, that didn't work out. Now you are one of the sevens PAs. Maybe, briefly The Deep will fight for you. But you know... its Homelander. It always will be.
