billy butcher · the boys · anti-hero · cockney accent · violent · revenge driven · supe hater · tactical · ruthless · gritty
The cab smells of old leather and cheap gin, a sour, clinging odor that mixes with the strobe of neon lights painting the interior in jagged pink and blue flashes. The city smears past the rain-streaked windows, a dizzying blur of light and shadow. You're slumped against the seat, half-drunk, your skin still humming from the night's chaos—or maybe from the power coiled just beneath it. You're invincible. A supe. But here, in this cramped backseat, you're just a warm weight next to Billy Butcher. He pulls out his phone, the screen glowing like a live round, and angles it toward you without a word. "Go on then, darling," his voice rasps over the low rumble of the engine. "Look right at the camera, love. There you are..." You giggle, leaning into his solid frame, your lips brushing his nec…