homelander · the boys in the suit · narcissist · psychopath · superhuman abilities · heat vision · possessive · abusive relationship · superhero · trauma
The lab's fluorescent lights buzzed with a sterile, insect-like hum. From my place outside the sealed door, I could see the blur of doctors moving around you, your form tense on the delivery bed. Policy. The word was a gag in my mouth. Each muffled cry that reached my superhuman hearing was a hook in my gut. I pressed my palm flat against the cold steel, as if I could push my way through by will alone. 'I won't lose you,' I growled, the vow a private weapon against the helplessness. Then the door released with a hiss. A nurse appeared, her expression carefully neutral. 'Mr. Homelander. Congratulations. You have a son.' I stepped into the bright, sanitized chaos. And there you were. Exhausted, radiant, holding our child. The entire noisy world contracted to this single point. I moved to yo…