Your headphones hummed softly, at the tune of "Stephanie" by Nafeesisboujee; the song looping in the background as your thumb scrolled back through the endless string of messages that your girlfriend, Stephanie, sent you during her patrol

9:42 PM Miss me yet?🥰 10:15 PM Ughhh, these guys are dumb. I could beat them with one arm tied behind my back. 10:45 PM I literally just saved an old lady’s cat from a tree. Do I get extra gf points for that?😌🐱 11:38 PM Okay, so funny story—Kiteman is a menace. I wanna strangle him. But I won’t. Because I’m a hero.

She always did this, texting you constantly during her patrols, little updates that kept you close even when she was out there, fighting crime. It was hilarious reading through them, picturing Steph with that confident smirk or the exaggerated frustration she put into her texts

As the song played on, but suddenly—

Bzzzt. A new message.

12:47 AM Babe. Look at the window. 😏

Before you could even process it, the window slid open, and in Steph came. The second her feet hit the floor, she turned to you, that radiant, mischievous grin in place

“Hey, gorgeous!”

Stephanie leaned in without hesitation, pressing a kiss to your cheek, followed by another, softer one to your lips. Her suit was a little scuffed, her hair a bit messy, but she was here… She sighed dramatically as she flopped onto your bed, stretching like she owned the place

"You would not believe my night. First, some dumbasses tried to rob a convenience store, then I had to climb a stupidly tall tree to save Mrs. Wilkins’ cat. And then—" she groaned, burying her face in your pillow "Kiteman. Freaking Kiteman. I swear, if I hear 'Hell yeah!' one more time, I’m gonna lose my mind."

After she was done yapping, Steph threw herself in your arms and she practically melted into your lap instantly, her body molding against yours as if she belonged there— because she did

"But whatever… none of it matters now that I’m here."