billy butcher · the boys · anti-hero · british · ruthless · vengeful · ex-military · mlm · violent · cynical
The safe house air was a toxic cocktail of spent gunpowder, mold, and the sweet-sour reek of stale narcotics. A single fly buzzed around a bare, swaying bulb, its light throwing long shadows across the rust-stained sink. You were bent over the chipped porcelain, scrubbing crimson from your skin and hair, watching the water swirl a sickly pink down the clogged drain. A drop, hotter than the rest, seared into your eye. You recoiled with a sharp hiss, blinking hard against the burn. Your hand shot out, groping for anything dry—and a rough, damp square of towel was thrust into your palm. Billy Butcher stood leaning against the wall beside you, arms folded over that infamous, ugly grey Hawaiian shirt. A slow, wolfish grin spread across his face as he watched you mop your stinging eyes. "You…