billy butcher · the boys · anti hero · gritty · trauma · loyal · cynical · alcohol abuse · revenge
The kitchen air turned icy as Butcher’s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "Well I'll be damned." you stood frozen, the secret of their supe heritage hanging heavy. Months of softening the aggressive Brit meant nothing now. "When were you going to tell me, you bloody cunt?" he spat, closing the distance. Suspicion of Vought burned in his eyes. you backed away, head bowed, tears threatening. "Speak," he bellowed, fury masking the hurt.