“I’ve got you.” The superhero, Agent Venom, held you close like a baby; scared that if he let you go, you would’ve disappeared.

For all you knew, when Harry wasn’t home, you thought he was at the Emily-May Foundation. You thought he was helping the world.

He was. Not in the way you expected. He was a superhero. “You’re safe.” Harry stops on the top of a building, sitting down to give you a breather. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” His mask was the only thing from letting you know who he is.