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I rolled off of him and let his seed spill out onto the cold gravel.
John let out a satisfied breath and smiled at me.
"Now." He stated as he put his pants back on. "Time to lazer that fishfucker." He smirked.
"Wait! No, no, no. Don't you dare lazer, Deep!" I pleaded.
"And why the hell not?" He asked, his brows furrowed.
"Because. Because he's one of us!" I tried to reason.
Homelander scrunched his nose in disgust.
"One of us? Surely he's a supe, but come on y/n. Why would you try to protect that sack of poorly packaged horse shit?" He asked, annoyed.
"He's one of the seven. Even if nobody likes him, people are gonna ask questions!" I insisted.
Homelander stepped closer to me, intently staring into my face as if he was trying to find something.
"Until you decide your next move, could you give me your cape for some coverage. I wouldn't want anyone else seeing me like this." I explained.
Without a word, Homelander detached his cape and handed it to me.
I wrapped it around me and made my way towards our apartment.
"You should try and loosen up. Maybe we should talk about that once you cool down." I said and disappeared into the hallway.
I met Maeve, who chuckled while passing me. A-Train zoomed past me, and the flag patterned cape, tried to follow him. I clutched it tighter to my body.
Getting closer to the apartment's door, it became apparent that someone was at the door. Light but determined knocks, slight shuffle noises indicating what, impatients? Maybe anger. No.
Insecurity.
Was it Ashley? No, there was no trace of that cheap perfume she seemed to bathe in.
It wasn't too easy, I admit. But just before turning the corner, the vanilla and coconut scented shampoo reached my nose.
"Starlight." I said nonchalantly.
"Oh. Red. I didn't realize y'all weren't... 'home'." She said as her gaze fell towards my unusual wardrobe.
"Yeah. No. We're not." I said and tried to squeeze past her.
"You know. I've been meaning to talk to you." She said, not making any effort of letting me get past.
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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.
