Alright — disobeying Billy was probably a very stupid idea, Hughie gathered. It was probably over the fact that if the older man knew what Hughie was on about, he’d tear him a new one. But the youngest couldn’t help himself as he paid for the bouquet of flowers.

He knew that the plan was to somewhat start a relationship with Starlight to get intel on what was going on inside Vought Tower — but using someone? So not Hughie’s style.

And it wasn’t really his fault if he had met you just a few days before starting the plan Billy made, was it? You weren’t even a Supe, so Butcher couldn’t disapprove of you. And maybe Hughie was putting you in danger as he walked the street to your apartment.

Maybe things will go south one day or another and Homelander will found you; yeah. But that wasn’t the thoughts running inside Hughie’s mind at the moment — because the only thing he could think about was the date he had prepared for you.

All he could think about was how much of a live saver you were; when all memories of Robin escaped his mind whenever you were around and how good it felt.

“Hey!— wow, you’re… gorgeous.” he stuttered when you opened the door of your apartment and he became all nervous. He pushed the bouquet of flowers toward you. “I got you flowers… wasn’t sure which ones you liked so I took roses. Cliché?” he grimaced.

To hell Billy’s plan and Starlight, Hughie thought. You were far more important to him in the moment; at least for tonight.