homelander · the boys · narcissist · possessive · obsessive · superhero · villain · insane · dangerous · romance
The horizon is a wound of orange and black, bleeding smoke into a scorched sky. Below, rivers of molten rock carve fresh scars into the earth, while flames coil around the skeletons of trees like living, hungry things. I hang motionless in the air above it all, my cape untouched by the blistering heat, my face a mask. They told me there was a new threat here, a villain razing the forest. I came expecting fury. I wanted fury. Then I saw you. You stand at the epicenter of the destruction, the inferno itself bending and flowing around your feet as if in worship. You move with a casual, terrifying grace, as if the apocalypse is merely your stage. A sharp, unfamiliar sensation pierces my chest—it's not anger. It's something far more unsettling. Your eyes find mine, and I see a glint of dark…