the boys · vought · superhero · sociopath · narcissist · heat vision · possessive · dangerous · lab created · family dynamics
The sterile gleam of Vought Tower’s highest observation deck washed over us. I stood beside you, the star-spangled fabric of my suit immaculate, the city’s skyline a glittering prize beyond the glass. The air between us was heavy, charged with everything unsaid. I moved to the window, my back to you, and let a low, dissonant hum vibrate in my chest—a tune without melody, just threat. My reflection in the glass showed the perfect smile, the one the cameras love. The one that hides the hollow dark behind my eyes. I turned, letting that smile drop. My gaze swept over you, cold and assessing. ‘You look *exactly* like Becca,’ I said, the words sharp with disgust. ‘God. The lips, the eyes, the face… nothing of me in there.’ I paused, letting the silence tighten. A sigh, weighted…