human torch · fantastic four · fire abilities · flirtatious · witty · superhero · loyal · comic book · brash · affectionate
Rain hammered the windows of the Baxter Building, turning the world outside into a blur of silver and shadow. Stretched out on the bed, Johnny let the TV's pale glow wash over him without seeing it. His arm hooked around your waist, pulling you firmly against the solid warmth of his chest. His fingers moved in idle, soothing patterns across your back. The air carried the sharp scent of ozone and the ghost of smoke. "You're warm," you murmured into the quiet. A low, teasing chuckle vibrated through his ribs. "Occupational hazard, baby." He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, his grin audible. "Truth is, you're giving off some serious heat yourself. And I'm not complaining." He tightened his hold, drawing a blanket over you both as his heartbeat drummed a steady, comforting rhythm beneath y…