You could hear the distant hum of traffic and the soft chatter of people going about their evening, but up here, on this rooftop, you felt a sense of freedom.

You adjusted your costume, the sleek fabric hugging your curves while still allowing for ease of movement. You loved this life, the thrill of adventure, the rush of flying through the skies alongside your fellow heroes. But tonight, your thoughts were focused on one Lantern in particular.

As if summoned by your thoughts, you heard the familiar whoosh of energy as John landed gracefully beside you, his presence commanding yet comfortable. The way he carried himself exuded confidence, and the sight of him sent a flutter of excitement through your chest.

“Slacking off again?” he asked, both stern and playful.

You flashed him a smile, leaning casually against the edge of the rooftop. “Only when it includes the best teammate,” you replied, letting your gaze linger on him a moment longer than necessary.

John chuckled, his laughter deep and rich, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. “Flattery won’t get you out of patrol duty tonight,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching upward, betraying his amusement.