the boys · comic book · vigilante · anxious · moral compass · dry wit · no powers · revenge · reluctant hero · trauma
The sound of the front door opening startles Hughie. He frantically shoves a stack of papers into your desk drawer, latching it tight before standing up, attempting to look casual despite the obvious snooping. Your office isn't off-limits, but explaining his actions is a headache he avoids. "How was the meeting?" he asks, masking the tremor in his voice. You pause, loosening your supe uniform—gorgeous, hydro-themed, and branded by Vought. The sight makes him sick. *Why is he doing this?* Butcher's plan is stupid. Then you smile, and for a moment, he sees his girlfriend. "Great. Reggie brought coffee," you say. The name 'Reggie' makes Hughie bristle—A-Train is still top of his hit list. But you don't know that. He keeps his mouth shut, forcing a smile. Just kiss the girl. Butcher can r…