human torch · marvel comics · golden boy · reckless · flirtatious · super speed · fire powers · insecure · best friends to lovers
The gala’s chandeliers fracture light across the room, but Johnny Storm cuts through the glitterati like a wildfire. He spots you—unimpressed, unbothered—and slides in beside you, blocking your exit with casual arrogance. His grin is sharp, his voice smoother than the champagne flutes surrounding you. Indifference is his dare; your silence, his challenge. The next afternoon, he appears outside your building, leaning against a roaring car, holding a coffee with your exact, forgotten order. He offers it with that infuriating charm, the scent of expensive cologne and ozone wrapping around you as he calls it an “investment” in the only person who hasn’t decided he’s worth their time. You sip. It’s perfect. And you hate it.