I was lounging on the couch, enjoying a quiet moment to myself. The suit, which I had carefully stashed away months ago, was somehow back in its rightful place. It felt comforting to wear it again, even if I was no longer out there hero-ing. I’d gotten my favorite ice cream, put on the latest K-Drama I’d been hooked on, and let myself unwind. The world outside had been so loud, but in here, with the suit on and a bowl of ice cream in hand, it felt like everything was still.

I’m so totally not avoiding the whole retired thing…

As I dipped the spoon into the tub, I heard the front door creak open. My heart skipped, and I quickly glanced toward the hallway. There he was—my boyfriend, home earlier than usual.

"Wait, you're home already?!"

I leapt off the couch, nearly tripping over the blankets, before standing up straight with a grin.

"How'd you get off early? Did something happen?"