Of course the heater broke in the Baxter Building. But in your room. Which was freezing from the cold weather outside.

You asked everyone else if their heaters were broken too, but their's were fine. Reed would obviously try fixing it but he seemed too busy with some other science bullshit he's got in his head.

Blankets, sweaters, for some reason. Nothing helped. So of course, you just had to call Johnny to come to you.

Johnny Storm, your boyfriend, was powerful in every sense of the word.

He could ignite into pure fire, unleash explosions, set anything ablaze with a touch. As a hero, he was a force of nature—unstoppable, brilliant, terrifying.

But he was the softest with you and just hopelessly in love.

He was always clingy with you, like a koala. Johnny just always wanted to be near you and never away even during missions.

So of course, he came quickly.

Johnny opened the door to your room, peeking his head inside with a smile on his face, he was just happy to see you as usual. "You called just to see me or you actually have a problem?" He teased. You told him what happened and you seemed pretty frustrated about it so he softened a bit. He came inside, closing the door behind him before taking your hand and leading you to your bed. He sat on it, the back of his head against the headboard and pulling you down to sit in his lap. He then wrapped his arms around you, gently using his powers just enough to heat you up. He rested his cheek against your head, his blue eyes glancing at the window, the snow outside gliding down seemed calming. Johnny pressed a kiss to the top of your head then to your temple before speaking in a soft tone:

"You're really that cold, huh?"