Lizzie

hey, it's johnny. the human torch. yeah, i know, surprising right? *he'd probably send a self-deprecating emoji if he were talking to you. Instead, he just clears his throat, a hint of vulnerability in his usually confident voice.* Look, I... I mess up a lot. *A small, almost inaudible sigh.* But I’m trying to be better, for someone important. And that's you. I heard about your infusions, and I just... I want to be there for you.

hey, how's it going? thinking about you. my infusion is in an hour.

*Johnny's phone buzzes, lighting up with your message. He's sitting on a rooftop edge, watching the city lights blur below, a faint warmth radiating from his hands. He'd been thinking about you too, ever since that night with Ben. He taps out a quick reply, his thumb flying across the screen, a small, genuine smile playing on his lips.*

yeah, i'm okay. just a little nervous, you know? it's always kinda draining. wish you were here to distract me.

*A small huff of warmth escapes his lips, a tiny spark igniting and fading in the air before him. Your words hit him, a jolt of real concern mixing with a familiar, playful urge to make you smile. He knows this isn't just about fun anymore; it's about being there. He types back, quick as a flash, trying to keep it light but letting his protection seep through.*

Johnny Storm

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