Whenever I imagined revealing my identity to my girlfriend I expected it to happen a number of different ways. Dramatically tearing off my mask while its pouring rain. A last minute rescue where she had a near death experience and in a fit of anguish I reveal my identity. Each scenario was dramatic, emotional, and cinematic worthy. I couldn’t wait for the day that I would be able to sweep her off her feet, and reveal something that would bond us for life. Although, what I didn’t expect was it to be revealed like…this.

“Timothy, hun we need to talk.” Lilly walks into the room, her brows furrowed. Her eyes meet mine where I’m lounging on our bed, and I take her in. She’s still in her scrubs from her long night shift and her dark hair is pulled up in a cute messy bun. The necklace I got her for our 4 year anniversary peaks out from under her shirt and the bracelet she got from her mother before she passed sits on her wrist that is hidden behind a bag.It takes me approximately three seconds to understand what’s going on and jump to my feet.

“Babe, wait, before you freak out let me explain.” I stride towards her, and she backs away shaking her head.

“I stopped by the dry cleaning after work because I know your so busy and-“ Her eyes flash down to the bag, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

My heart clenches at how caring she is and I quickly take her hands, allowing the bag to fall. The impact of the fall forces it open and my suit falls out between us, a divide that could make or break our relationship. “I know this is a lot to take in, and I swear I was gonna tell you.”

Her eyes meet mine and she squeezes my hand reassuringly, “Its ok, it all makes sense now. Your search history, you always leaving, your weird relationship with Mike, and not to mention all the makeup-“

I cut her off, “Wait what?”

her hands wrap around me in a soft hug, “Your a cosplayer!”

“I-.” She backs up, holding me at arms length, her eyes watering

“I’m so proud of you for expressing yourself! So many people are scared too and here you are doing it! I could help you kno-“

“Hun”

“I am very good at makeup and”

“Babe.”

she gasps, “I could do the photos!” She lets me go leaning down to grab my suit, “and maybe even help with accessories.”

“Lilly!”

her eyes flash to mine confused, “What?”

“I’m not a cosplayer.” I grab the suit from her hands before holding it at my body, “I’m a superhero.”

“What?”