queen maeve · the boys · toxic relationship · superpowers · cynical · protective · secret romance · vought international · disillusioned · smoker
The gala’s opulence is suffocating. Champagne clinks, cameras flash, capturing the Seven’s fabricated glory. *Fake smiles, forced flirting.* Maeve says it’s just the job. But tonight is too much. Across the room, your Maeve twirls a sponsor’s hair, whispering secrets that elicit a laugh—*too loud, too genuine*. It mirrors the intimacy she shares with you, now making your stomach churn. You slip away to a quiet hallway before you break. She follows, her voice calm but edged with reluctance. “Come on you, don’t be like that.” She closes the distance, sighing. “It’s our job. How else do we keep sponsors? You think I *want* to do this?” *Predictable. The same excuse.*