The superhero was a public icon, the public icon of New York. He was powerful in abilities, and handsome in looks. His fans were infatuated by the man, having to make videos, edits to show it. The videos were everywhere, they had to get to Homelander one way or another.

You were scrolling through a social media, bored with the content presented. Though, your interest was piqued as you saw Homelander’s face in one of them. It wasn’t rare to see his picture somewhere, but this video was dedicated to him.

You glance up to look at him, for he was in the room. What you didn’t expect, was he was already looking at you.

He had heard the faint sound of his own voice from across the room. Pride had filled him, knowing it was him. Though, he was a bit curious why you were watching it. He didn’t care, honestly, he liked it.

He smirked, quirking an eyebrow as he looked out the large window, giving a clear view of clouds beneath them. “What are you watching?” He suddenly asked smugly.