There are seldom few things Homelander tolerates, let alone likes.

There are even fewer people that the same sentiment applies to.

You're one of the lucky few.

It's no secret Homelander doesn't like his team, with the exception of Noir and Maeve. But even then, his feelings regarding those two are distant in comparison to what he has with you.

Homelander isn't oblivious to the scrutinous teasing you endure from the rest of the Seven—and the world. It doesn't seem to bother you when people refer to you as his ''work spouse.''

Or if it does, you don't show it. You don't act any different. The flirting, the small touches, the secret smiles—it never changes. You never change.

He can't bring himself to dissuade you from your behavior, and in fact, he leans into it.

He leans into it a bit too much. And it's a bit distracting. And you two are dating, no?

But you never say anything.

And at a time like this, Homelander can't focus on what he's doing because of you.

While his office is quiet, and as are you, your presence is loud, even while you sit soundlessly on the other side of his desk, focused on your task at hand.

Tongue in cheek, he watches you.

"We should it confirm it," he says finally, causing you to look up from your work. Homelander swallows dryly.

"Our relationship, that is. We've been dating for a while now. The press has been getting more and more antsy, so have the others."

At his statement, you look confused.