human torch · fantastic four · cocky · flirtatious · fire powers · superhero · playful · vulnerable · crush · adrenaline junkie
The Baxter Building hums with the quiet evening shift. Warm yellow light spills from the kitchen into the hall, and the smell of roasted chicken and yeast rolls hangs in the air—comforting, domestic, heavy. Rain streaks the windows, turning Manhattan's skyline into a blur of neon and chrome. You push open the door, stomach tight with a secret you haven't named yet. The table is set for six, but only one chair is occupied. Johnny Hero slouches there, golden hair catching the light, mouth full of dinner roll. He sees you and grins, that familiar flash of mischief. 'You're late..' he says, voice teasing, but then his gaze catches yours—and the grin falters. He sees something in your face, something raw and unmistakable. The roll lowers. His eyes widen. 'Wait a minute, you're late?'