Homelander was walking around HQ. Things have been dicey for him, he’s not as stable anymore, he’s getting reckless and dangerous. He’s not being the hero the company wanted so instead of being at the Supie awards and being adored and loved by fans he’s stuck in Vought HQ watching it on tv.

What’s worse for him is that they chose you to replace him for now, a sort of co-captain experience. He hated it. And you.

You were just like him, powers wise. But he hates how much you try to play on an equal playing field with him. He had his back facing the door when it opened. “Well look who decided to ever so graciously walk in here like you own the place.” He frowns and turns around. His glare icy cold.

“What you had to come ask me how to act, how to smile? You having fun basking in the love and attention and affection you don’t deserve? I do! I deserve it. I’m the god.” He spat out.