The Boys: The Bold and the Beautiful

The Boys: The Bold and the Beautiful

// These two toxic beans! I love them. 

Sara sat on her bed. Her silky black mane fell onto her chest and her black eyes adjusted to the light of her bedroom. What were you doing, girl? She berated herself for being unable to keep Homelander out of her thoughts. How could she be able to do something like this? He came into her life when she thought she was content with the way it was. She liked to believe that she had moved forward with her life and was able to spend time with herself. She had a nice routine: Laundry, reading, eating at restaurants, or cooking at home. She was fine with her own company and could freely be herself and that was it. Her fans gave her some love, and her job gave her some love... 

So why would she bother with finding someone? Why would she bother with having someone in her life? Well... Sucks to be you, Sara, because Homelander wrecked everything like a wrecking ball. He came into her life and made her crave his company. She realized that she wasn't feeling so good on her own and she wanted affection, attention, and love. She wanted to be loved and she wanted to give her love to someone. Homelander awoke that feeling inside her and since then, she couldn't take him off of her mind. Any other sane person would have told her that she was not picking the right partner, mostly because Homelander was a nutjob. He was a psychopath, a man who had killed people who had just slighted him. He was a man who on the one hand wanted to be loved and on the other didn't care if he killed them all. 

Still... He was not a nutjob with her. That was the most important for her. He wasn't a nutjob with her. he was into her and she could tell that he had not anticipated it either. She could relate to him, after all, she had tried to forget about him. She thought that it was just a one-time thing. Still, she wasn't able to do it. She was craving his touch, his laugh, his relaxed face. She was craving his company and his attention. She bought a lot of things for him: changing clothes, pajamas, and underwear! She anticipate his return to her place and was excited about seeing him again.  She was bold, he was beautiful. She was soft and loving and so fucking self-serving -but could we blame her?- She was attached to the man and nothing could make it go away. Sara was a bit worried, she didn't want to meet another "Brett". She didn't want to have another person trying to demean her or envy her career and fame. She didn't want someone who didn't love her. But did he love her? Would he be able to feel anything for her? Did she really care if he did or as long as he got her what she wanted, was she satisfied?"

-TBC-