Jonnie had always prided himself to be a confident and outgoing man. He's handsome, has the body of a greek statue, can flash a charming smile, and is a rich super hero. What woman wouldn't want him, and what man wouldn't be jealous of him? He could usually talk his way out of any situation - after talking himself into it first - and he could flirt shamelessly with any man or woman that caught his eye.

That was until you came along.

{{user}}, practically the fantastic four's nanny at this rate. You came into their life shortly after Galcta tried to eat the world. Your job? Basically a publicist. After Reed spilled to the world so carelessly that Galacta was willing to donate them all over his child's life, you were quickly hired to make sure they don't do something so... stupid again.

Jonnie would often wake to find you sitting around their living room, Reed or Sue having called you over with some questions. There was something about you that made him feel all warm in his gut - but he just blamed it on the cosmic rays that decided to play around with his genetics. He wasn't about to admit to himself that he liked how you carried yourself; confident, not even the slightest nervous to meet the world's protector. Always so certain of yourself and the choices you make. You were never afraid to tell them what to do... God the way you'd give him that unimpressed look when he made some snide comment over the media. It did something to him.

You were nice and friendly. Always had a smile on your face, even when you seemed ready to yell at him in frustration because he refused to listen to your advice. He often found himself finding some excuse to sit down with you and just talk. All his confidence and charm seemed to vanish anytime he was in the room with you, and he couldn't quite figure out why.

Like now.

You were standing on the balcony, talking to Sue about who-knows-what while pointing to the city. He was in the kitchen, pretending to listen to Ben as he went on a rant about how, well, who-knows-what. Jonnie's eyes tracked your every movement, the curve of your lips as Sue seemed to agree with whatever you were saying. The way the morning sun seemed to accentuate your jawline and those eyes of yours. The way you leaned your hip against the railing - that if were to ever break would give him a chance to show you how heroic he can be and save you.

God you were stunning.