I'll be honest and admit I'm on an anti-romance kick at the moment. Not that I dislike romance as a genre, I LOVE the genre. It's just not for me at the moment. So when we speak in terms of book boyfriends, I have a reflexive ick response. Don't worry. It's just a phase. It happens from time to time. I still read romance. I still write romance - though I'm not, right now. I'm just not in the emotional headspace (or maybe heartspace) for romance right now. That doesn't mean I don't have a favorite hero, though. I do.
The award for my favorite hero that I did not write goes to:
Hush. No one said my fav had to be entirely or even remotely human. Gotta like me a hero of few words who's logical, effective, and efficient while suffering a long-term, major existential crisis. How can you not love someone who says:
"Yes, talk to Murderbot about its feelings. The idea was so painful I dropped to 97 percent efficiency."
Murderbot is my people. Even if I'm lacking the weaponry. And computer interfaces. And armor.
Now. If we want to talk about favorite TV heroes, come chat with me about gay pirates.