Homelander x Reader
Sorry for being gone for so long, a lot happened; hopefully I'm back, might start small throwing some old ideas out first!
You've technically met Homelander already, when he was ten and you were two. Neither of you knew the other so you don't really count it. You met him again, Stan Edgar making sure your powers were hidden, that all Homelander saw of you was a fangirl that slipped under the ropes. Still walking into the office building gives you a stomach sinking feeling. Not nerves, not like meeting other supes, but dread; like somehow you know you won't make it out of this.
He tilts his head watching, you can see the way his eyes fizzle, gearing up the heat vision.
"Old, in a way, kept hidden."
"A cheap imitation of me, your flashy costume is almost blinding." He's smirking now, that almost sincere way he looks at the public creeping onto his face.
"Must be a pity, always being compared to me, especially since; well look at you." He scoffs, turning back towards the rest of the seven; none of them meet his eyes.
"Not the Seven, you." He turns at this, face and eyes empty.
He follows you out of the room. The hair on the back of your neck feels like needles with how tense it is.
"What do you have on me?"
"Clearly you have nothing on me or you wouldn't be asking that question." You laugh a little and he almost pouts.
"Could have sworn I've seen you before?" He stops the pout and puts on one of his public smiles, you can practically hear the speech about america, flags and baseball behind his eyes; they still look dead.
"I really find you soooo interesting; oh Homelander, can you sign my tits? Does that ring a bell." You snort and he looks confused, before slowly nodding.
"Stan set you, supposed to be a scandal right? Didn't know you were a supe.."
"Most don't; I'm not exactly, well, good at anything." You shrug.
"Stan just uses me for posters and to talk to parents." Homelander looks at you like that's the most interesting thing you've said to him.
"What exactly are your powers?" You can feel his hand on your neck, and you turn. you wonder what Stan has actually told Homelander about you. With the way his fingers brush over your skin you know it can't be good for you.
"Invincibility..." You manage to speak the same time as he snaps your neck, well tries to. You can feel it healing the instant he shifts his fingers.