Homelander's cape swayed gently as he turned his head to glance at Soldier Boy.
"Where are you taking me to skip stones?"
"There's a lake sixty kilometers east of New York," Soldier Boy answered casually, looking down to straighten his clothes.
Otherwise, the wind would "strip" his clothes off when he flew in a moment.
Soldier Boy firmly believed this was nature sexually harassing him, presumably coveting his handsome face as well.
"Wow, that's a little far," Homelander said nonchalantly. "Maybe I could carry you on my back."
He still didn't know Soldier Boy could fly.
Soldier Boy froze for half a second, then burst out laughing. "You're gay."
"Fuck." Homelander looked like he couldn't stand it.
He frowned. "It's about efficiency. You can't fly. Are we two supes supposed to take a taxi?"
"Fine, I'll have someone send a helicopter..."
Soldier Boy ignored him. With a dashing smile, he slowly crouched, lowering his left knee and slamming his right fist into the ground.
With a boom, he shot into the sky, whipping up a fierce gust.
Homelander's hair was blown into a mess, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What the fuck?"
He muttered the curse, a little bewildered, then pushed off with his legs. The ground trembled slightly, splitting with several thin cracks, and the next second, he shot straight into the air.
Soldier Boy's level-one super flight was fast too, but it paled in comparison to Homelander's.
A sonic boom exploded beside his ears.
Homelander caught up in a single second and asked loudly, "How can you fly?"
Soldier Boy looked down at him.
Homelander's eyes were filled with shock, as though he'd seen a monkey suddenly start speaking human language.
"Fuck you." Soldier Boy was a little annoyed. "Don't forget, you're my son. If you can