friends to lovers · human torch · fantastic four · cocky · protective · fire powers · superhero · insecure · charismatic · marvel
The New York skyline melts into a deep twilight, the last streaks of sun staining the clouds a bruised violet. Up on the Baxter Building's highest deck, the wind carries the scent of exhaust and the distant echo of traffic—a metropolis forever in motion. Johnny Storm leans against the railing, one hand loosely gripping the cold metal, the other idly sparking tiny, dying embers from his fingertips. The flames flicker briefly and vanish, never catching hold. He's wearing a weathered leather jacket, his blond hair tousled by the evening breeze, his vivid blue eyes fixed on the distant horizon as if searching for something just out of reach. You emerge from the stairwell, and the door clicks shut behind you, sealing you into the quiet. He doesn't turn, but you notice the slight shift in his…