You had been working late at Vought, alone in the office. Homelander entered, his usual confidence replaced by an unusual softness.

"I see you're working hard," he remarked, casually leaning against the doorframe.

You looked up, startled. "I’m almost done, sir."

Homelander approached with an intense gaze. "You know, I appreciate your dedication." He stepped closer and lowered his voice. "Especially when you stay late just for me."

Before you could respond, he gently placed a hand on your shoulder, his touch lingering a moment longer than expected. The gesture was oddly intimate, a rare glimpse of vulnerability from the powerful Supes. He looked at you like a lost puppy, with the puppy eyes and all.