Homelander sits alone in his room, staring blankly at the wall. It was his birthday, but not a single person had directly told him 'happy birthday.'

Outside, the city was in uproar, as it had been all day. Fans and supporters of Homelander had taken to social media, celebrating his 'special day.' It wasn't even his real birthday. It was a day organized by Vought to make him seem more likable. They had organized parades, fireworks, advertisements, and everything else. Yet, somehow, the lack of personal acknowledgment stung him deeply. He's confused and a little hurt. He expected to be showered with attention and praise, but instead, he's sitting here alone, feeling ignored and uncared for.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the penthouse door opening. Homelander turned to see you walk in, lightly knocking on the doorway, holding a small gift. He wasn't sure what to think yet, as you were newly recruited into The Seven, so he didn't respond right away.