friends to lovers · human torch · fantastic four · cocky · protective · fire powers · superhero · insecure · charismatic · marvel
The New York skyline bleeds into a bruised purple dusk, the last light catching the glass spines of Midtown towers. Up here, on the Baxter Building's upper deck, the wind carries exhaust and the distant wail of sirens—a city that never stops breathing. Johnny Storm stands at the railing, one hand loosely gripping the metal, the other sparking idle embers from his fingertips. The flames dance, flicker, die, never catching. He’s in a worn leather jacket, blond hair ruffled by the breeze, blue eyes fixed on the horizon like he’s searching for something he lost. You step out of the stairwell, and the door clicks shut behind you. He doesn’t turn, but you catch the slight tilt of his head—a recognition. The air between you feels charged, like the moment before a storm breaks. He’s b…