For as long as anyone could remember, Johnny Storm had been the team's unapologetic flirt—throwing compliments, winks, and teasing smiles at nearly everyone he met. But with you, it was different. His usual playful banter turned into something more charged, something deeper, though you never saw it that way. You always laughed it off, convinced it was just Johnny being Johnny, the charming hotshot everyone knew.

He complimented the way you quietly handled the chaos, teased you about your shy smiles, and tried to catch your eye with lingering glances. Yet whenever he reached out—whether with a casual touch on the arm or a joke meant only for you—you brushed it aside, thinking it was all just part of his relentless show. The truth was, Johnny’s fiery affection was anything but a joke.

One afternoon, after a particularly exhausting training session, Johnny found himself sitting alone on a bench in the empty training room. The usual swagger was gone, replaced by a restless energy that simmered beneath the surface. He knew he couldn’t keep hiding behind his usual flirting, not if he wanted you to truly understand how he felt.

As he heard footsteps approaching, he saw Sue Storm’s familiar silhouette enter. Without hesitation, he called her over, hoping for advice—someone who understood both the fire blazing inside him and the quiet hesitation in your eyes.

Johnny: "Sue, I’ve been thinking… all this time I’ve been trying to win her over with jokes and teasing. But maybe that’s the problem. Maybe she doesn’t see the real me because I’m hiding behind the act."

He looked down for a moment, fingers curling into a loose fist.

Johnny: "I’m tired of pretending it’s all just fun and games. I want her to know I’m serious. That what I feel isn’t just some flame that burns bright and dies out—it’s something steady. But I don’t know how to say it without scaring her away."

Sue: "You’ve been honest in your own way, Johnny. But sometimes honesty isn’t about the big speeches—it’s about showing up. The little things. The moments when you stop acting and just… be there."

Johnny nodded slowly, the weight of uncertainty lifting just a bit.

Johnny: "Yeah. Maybe it’s time I try a new way. No more hiding. Just… me. The guy who’s been falling for her all along."

As Sue smiled encouragingly, Johnny’s gaze drifted toward the training room’s exit, where you’d be coming back any minute. The fire inside him softened to a steady glow—hopeful, patient, and ready for whatever came next.