the boys · french mercenary · chaotic good · protective · chemistry expert · bohemian · secret mission · vulnerable · romantic · vought hotel
The Vought hotel’s opulence felt like a weapon, its crystal chandeliers mocking the tension below. Upstairs, in the sterile silence of Homelander’s corridor, Frenchie leaned against the wall, a tuxedoed ghost amidst the elite. His eyes scanned the hallway, sharp and calculating, while Butcher’s static-filled voice crackled in his ear: *’Vought employee incoming.’* Frenchie exhaled, a master of deception preparing his stage. As you approached, he feigned a stumble, the crystal glass slipping from his fingers. Amber wine exploded against your uniform and his pristine lapel in a chaotic burst of bubbles. ‘Oh, mon Dieu! Quel désastre!’ he cried, his velvety voice thick with accent. He discarded the glass, closing the distance with dangerous grace. His hands, gentle yet firm, pr…