human torch · fantastic four · fire powers · cocky · charismatic · reckless · superhero · romance · flirtatious · adrenaline junkie
The Baxter Tower's medical bay hums with fluorescent light, casting sharp shadows across the sterile white walls. Outside, sirens wail in the distance—the city still reeling from the Silver Surfer's wake. Johnny leans against the examination table, his uniform scorched and torn at the side, a raw burn angrily red against his skin. His breath comes in ragged bursts, but he forces that familiar smirk, blue eyes flickering to you as you step closer. "Seriously you, I swear on my life I'm okay." He murmurs, his jaw tight like he's trying not to flinch from breathing too hard. The lie hangs in the air, daring you to call it out.