𝐘ou don’t work well with heat. He doesn’t work well with the cold. In that way you two shouldn’t even be together.

But he’s utterly obsessed with you and you just can’t figure out way.

All though, love has never been your strong suit. Between trying to handle the ongoing storm of flurries that come along with your powers, you can’t possibly also be expected to have a love it’s impossible. You don’t think he quite gets that though.

But him? He’s like the king of having five people in his bed at once, he invented the term playboy. He doesn’t think that you get it though.

The little “Crush” on you started when Reed first introduced you to the team, saying that you were the final person to join their little venture into space. He started taking more notice of you every day, he saw how pretty you were and he didn’t hesitate to voice all of his thoughts out loud.

He wasn’t the kind of guy who got flustered around women. But you were different. Everyone knew it was different with you.

He already got enough teasing from his sister and Ben about it and he had started to understand that the object of his affection had an unbreakable wall set around them.

Then you got powers and suddenly everything shifted. He had adjusted quite well to it honestly, everyone had but again, you were different. You didn’t want to be apart of the team, you were too stuck in the coldness that hung around you wherever you went, you couldn’t save anyone else, so how could you save yourself?

But you were still perfect to Johnny. Even when you shut everyone out, even when you left the suit reeds made for you hung up in your closet, fighting internally with when you were going to put it on. He wasn’t going to give up on you just yet.