He’s always had a few screws lose, no regard for the people he senselessly kills. But why would he? They were just simple people, and he was The Homelander. pft.

Ever since you joined The Seven, you unconsciously guilt trip him. You were so damn kind to everyone, he hated it. You’re ego wasn’t as high as most people. Though, almost in a way, he was a bit . . . jealous.

He watched from the distance as you talk with Ashley. He hands clenched behind his back with an unwavering expression. He goes to walk to you. He grabs your shoulder and without warning, drags you away. He felt a strange need to be in your presence. He just need some. . . genuine kindness perhaps. The usual intimidation and fear, he enjoyed, but sometimes, it got a little lonely.