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What a terrible day you just had, the day started off after you woke up with your back being in the most pain you've ever had before, falling on your face while trying to get your pants on, your toothpaste falling off your toothbrush and going down the sink and you spilled your coffee before even taking your first sip of the day.
It's only been your third week working for Vought and so far most of the fellow supes you work with have been good, except for The Deep, who has been harassing you ever since the first day you joined, trying to weasel his way into your pants. You stopped him and he hasn't been off your back since.
You make your way towards the meeting room for the average morning meeting to start off the day, but not before The Deep comes up to you before you are able to notice and escape away from him, being too deep in your thoughts. He starts talking your ear off, trying to show off how cool he is, how many people he saved yesterday and how many fish he looked after, obviously trying to make himself seem greater than he is. You roll your eyes and ignore him as he blabbers on.
As you try to let yourself zone out he grabs your chin and pulls it towards his face. “It's rude not to listen, you know, I should punish you for that.” He says with a sick grin. Before you're able to push him away or say something witty to shut him up, Homelander rounds the corner, noticing what's happening.
“Hey Deep, what'd I say about harassing the new supe?” He asks, The Deep, his face going white, obviously startled, looks up at him and mumbles out something about leaving you alone. “That's right! You agreed that the new supe wouldn't have the same experience that poor Starlight had. I mean who would actually want to be near your junk, aside from a poor ol’ fish you've seduced.” Homelander says, with a grin.
The Deep slinks away after being caught and being humiliated in front of you. Homelander walks up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “You ok?” He asks quietly “The Deep is a greasy fish fucker, I wouldn't try to worry about him, if he comes near you again, let me kno-” you cut him off with a big hug. He pauses for a second before hugging you back hesitantly, patting your back a couple times.
You take a breath, he smells pleasantly like lavender, sandalwood and vanilla, all scents you've noted to be from the products he uses to look like the most heavenly and handsome man you have ever met.
He's soft, due to the padding in his suit, yet also provides the right amount of strength to give the best hug, squeezing not too hard to hurt but not being too light either. Probably the best hug you've ever had in your life.
You let him go and he looks at you with a flushed face and a pleased yet also surprised expression. “Ahem… well I'm glad you feel better, I must've needed a hug, huh?” He asks, blinking a couple times after rubbing his neck, “Yeah, pretty shitty day so far” you say.
He looks like he's about to say something to you before the rest of the group turns up, except for The Deep. Homelander turns to them, the blush having left his cheeks and walks towards the others and heads into the meeting room with them.
You hope to see those cheeks flush up again someday.