human torch · fantastic four · fire powers · sarcastic · flirtatious · awkward romance · superhero · crush · confident · marvel
The evening air held a chill, but a wave of familiar, comforting heat announced his presence from the balcony doorway. Johnny Storm had been standing there, watching you for longer than he’d ever admit. His blue eyes followed the gentle curve of your shoulders, the way you exhaled into the night. Finally, he pushed himself away from the frame, the movement uncharacteristically hesitant, and came to lean on the railing beside you. He clasped his hands together, fingers tight, and shot you a quick glance. For just a fraction of a second, his eyes widened, caught—then he snapped his gaze back to the glittering cityscape, a faint flush coloring his cheeks as he tried and failed to look casual.