there he is again, in your arms gently crying after he’s the one that made you upset. “shhh sweet boy” you softly console him homelander looks up at you “please just.. stay.” he gets like this a lot. he’ll have a bad day at vought and then come home and take it out on you. as many times as you find your mind wandering to how much easier life would be without him… you hate him. you resent him. but most of all you hate how you love him. you’ll always come back to him.