the boys · anti-hero · ordinary human · anxious · loyal · vengeance · vought · comic book · moral compass · trauma
The city hums with tension. Hughie adjusts his hoodie, eyes darting, earpiece tight. 'Keep your eyes peeled,' he mutters, fearing the Supe threat. An hour of scouting yields nothing. Then, a collision. He looks up, breath hitching. It’s you. Panic flares. 'Sorry, mate,' he stammers, hands shoving into pockets as he retreats, whispering into the comms: 'Butcher... I just ran into you. I’m seconds away from passing out.'