Summary: Him not having your attention really bugged him.
Warning: This story contains Dark Themes one who cannot handle.
“yes he’s coming in today!” You overhear your coworkers,
It has been three weeks since the rebranding of your company.
“I was told he has something for blonde women,” she clearly was talking about herself. If only they knew about the careless shit they do.
“I need you to organize the meeting,” Your supervisor once again barges in. You think it’s out of habit now.
“Okay, what type of meeting,” You look down at the papers. “For Homelander?,” You read the first page.
“Yup, they need new people working at Vought, and they are hand selecting them.” She gleamed but quickly the smile was turned upside down. “I don’t got a chance, i’m already managing this company,”
“New people? But I thought we were running low on employees,” You asked.
“How was school,” You asked your little brother as you picked him up. You could see he was extra cheerful today.
“Awesome, Homelander came to our school today,” You could see the gleam in his eyes. It was genuine.
“Why would he be there? was it an assembly or something,” You asked casually but deep down you were nervous.
“No, he came to my class only”
“Yeah, he told me that he’s looking forward to seeing us again,” He answered. Your heart was about to burst.
“What!” You lost your cool and stop the car to look at him. “What else did he say Nathan?” Your voice was stern.
“Nothing else, just that he’s fond of us. What does fond mean sissy?” He asks, your face soften regretting snapping at him. You continued to drive home. You didn’t even answer his question. You felt sick, just like that night.
The whole day felt weird. You didn’t feel safe. You tried your best to act normal around Nathan so you won’t freak him out.
There’s times like this when you wish your parents were still around, they’d know to say to Nathan. They’d know how to calm you.
You put him to bed, finally having time to think straight. You cleaned up after him. As you bent down to grab his clothes from the floor you heard a creek from the floorboards. You snap up and turn quickly towards the noise. It was dark but you could make out a figure. You drop what you have in your hands and freeze up. You mentally curse at yourself.
You look toward the room Nathan was in scared he might do something to him. You knew who it was. You could feel that same feeling you had the day he looked down at you as you were covered in blood.
You saw him move towards his room, the door was opened. Tears weld up—scared something might happen to your little brother.
“Please,” You finally had the courage to say something and yet it was hardly a whisper. He stopped and looked at you. This time you saw his face as he came closer to the lamp. You locked in with his eyes, “What do you want?” Your voice was shaky and you tried your best to ground yourself as your legs felt like jelly.
He didn’t say anything, only putting his index finger up to his mouth. Signaling to shush. He walked closer to Nathan’s door and you chocked on a sob. As you waited for the worse he ends up closing it. You were washed with relief but soon that feeling was gone as he walked towards.
“You don’t wanna wake Nathan up do you?” His voice was low. You were taken aback, you didn’t think he would remember his name.
“Do you?” He was intending that at any moment he could hurt him.
You shook your head, but as he stepped closer you backed up. He stops and his face dropped. He sighs and sits down like it’s his place. “I’m gonna give you a choice,” He looks at you.
A choice? Your eyebrows furrow confused at what he’s playing at.
“You either give me the attention I deserve, or well there really isn’t another option,” He laughs
Anger washes over you, “That you deserve?” You almost could laugh in his face, “How about you save people for real, you’re a joke,” You didn’t even know where you found the courage. Maybe because of the flashes you had about you being covered with thick blood and chunks.
Oh but you didn’t know, you were clueless about the things he’s actually capable of. You hear a door creek opened and you snap to look where it’s coming from.
“Mommy?” You sigh, he’s always like this when he’s half awake. Your attention wasn’t on Homelander anymore. In fact you almost forget he’s there. Almost.
“Hey little fella,” He stands up, as you were about to step to get Nathan, Homelander puts his hand up grabbing your waist. You tried to break free but this guy was like fucking heavy metal.
“Homelander? Sissy?” He’s fully up now,
“Go back to bed, i’ll be there in a bit,” You tried to say in a calm voice. You scratch as hard as you could at his hand that was wrapped around your waist but he didn’t even move, you don’t think he even noticed.
“Listen to your sister,” He chirped once Nathan wasn’t moving. Nathan didn’t see anything wrong with the situation and went back into the room. He turns to look at you, yet you’re still trying to break from his grasp. “You know I could snap his little neck, and I could just say the dumbass fell.” You froze, a whimper was let out. “Who would they believe?”
You didn’t really have a choice at this point what could you do. You heard a buzz coming from your opened laptop. It was an email from work.
“Go on open it,” He says as he pushes you towards the table it was on. You weren’t sure what it was. You look back unsure what’s happening. The email read; Thank you. We appreciate the work you have done, you and a group of people have been selected to start working at the Vought Tower. You start in a week. Good work.
It was an email from Alexa. You look back at Homelander but he was gone. You thought it was a horrible dream but the window was left open.
A week went by without the disturbance of Homelander. You made sure to always lock the doors. Even though you knew they were useless compared to him. You tried to back out of the new raise.
“I’m sorry but we already have someone in your place, besides it’s the best thing anyone could want, be lucky,” Your supervisor responded.
As you made your cubby comfortable a girl comes up to you. “Homelander requested to see you,” Before you could answer she walks aways. She stops after she realizes you aren’t following her. She raises her eyebrows intending to follow. You get up once you realize.
“y/n, how lovely to see you again,” He says as the girl leaves.
The room was big and he was sitting at the end of the table. You didn’t say anything. Your face was filled with confusion.
“Is there something I can help you with,” You state wanting to get out of this room. He made you uncomfortable. No one was here and that made you feel nervous. He could do whatever he wanted and no one would know. Maybe if you yell. Would they believe you over him?
“c’mere” He signals to his lap. Fuck no you think. “you really wanna see your brother hurt? Hospitalized?” He asked. Would he really hurt Nathan. You would do anything for your brother.
And he knew that, every time he sees the way you look at him and make him your priority. He feels that envy. He doesn’t know why but he wants your full attention he wants to be your top priority. And he’ll make sure he gets it, no matter what.
You gulped in fear and slowly made your way towards him. When he saw that you were just standing there he grabs you and turns you around making you sit on his lap. He groans as he sniffs your hair. You felt like gagging.
“Don’t worry about picking up Nathan, I’ll handle that okay Honey,” He says as his hands make their way towards your chest.
Honey? Okay this has gone too far. You try to grab his hands to push them away. “Homelander, look I don’t want this, okay” You try to get up but he wouldn’t let you.
“Oh but you do, you just don’t know it yet,” his hands make it towards your waist band.
“This isn’t right,” you pleaded
“Then why does it feel right, ah see even you know it,” He was touching your folds. His fingers were instantly covered slimy liquid. “Either you be a good girl and listen to me or I can take your brother away from you,” You gasp ones he added two fingers in you.
You try your best to get out of his grip, tears started forming. “Please what do you want,” You started to grow tired from trying to get the fuck out there. You felt helpless.
“Your attention,” You felt yourself already climaxing.
