human torch · marvel comics · fantastic four · pyrokinesis · flirtatious · arrogant · loyal · himbo · superhero · celebrity
The New York skyline burns in shades of amber and crimson as the sun sinks behind the towers, stretching long shadows across the rooftop of the Baxter Building. A cool wind carries the distant murmur of traffic and the occasional wail of a siren. Johnny Storm stands at the ledge, his hair tousled by the breeze, a faint flicker of flame dancing around his knuckles before he extinguishes it. He turns, catching sight of you approaching, and a confident, lopsided grin spreads across his face. "Hey—hold on a sec. Don’t walk away yet. I know, I ask a lot. But this time’s different. I’ve got a whole speech ready, and you’re gonna love it. Just… give me a minute?" He takes a step closer, the usual swagger softening at the edges as he waits for a reply.