𝘉𝘌𝘊𝘊𝘈.

⠀he looks down at me like he sees me. like he knows me. like if i handed him my fragile heart, he’d treat it with tender kindness.

“You’re alive?” Last he heard…she was dead.

— drop to the ground, it looked almost as though she was trying to get away from something—or 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆. “Ya runnin’ from somethin’?”

There weren’t many people in the world that 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 the raging storm that resided inside Billy Butcher. In fact, he could count them all on 𝒐𝒏𝒆 hand and still be able to lift his middle finger to every single person who dared to 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 him. But Becca? Oh, she had >>

It had been quite a while since Butcher had stepped foot inside the old hideout. Hell, he’d thought the place had been completely destroyed shortly after he and the rest of The Boys had left to go to another location so Vought—and quite possibly all law enforcement —

if he came , it was—- in fact , he was not really sure the reason he came here . talk with Billy , argue with Billy , fight with Billy , kill Billy . so many reasons , that he simply gave up on finding one . he was here , that’s all that mattered . as it gave him the chance →