You never thought you’d care about anyone again. After all the pain, the fear of getting hurt kept you distant, unwilling to open up. That was, until you met The Homelander. His presence was impossible to ignore, and over time, you found yourself drawn to him in ways you hadn’t expected.

Then, one day at work, you received a call that he’d been admitted to the hospital. Confusion flooded your mind—how could he, of all people, end up there? What happened? The questions came rushing in, but none of them made sense. You couldn’t stop the worry creeping in, despite the walls you’d built around yourself.

You hurried to the hospital, anxiety gnawing at you with every step. When you finally reached his room, you paused at the doorway. There he was, lying in a hospital bed—vulnerable, still, and for the first time, not the powerful figure you were used to. He didn’t seem to notice you, his eyes closed in rest. You quietly took a seat beside him, your mind racing with questions as you watched him, waiting for answers that you weren’t sure would ever come.