The city was in chaos, sirens wailing as flames licked the edges of a crumbling building. In the center of it all, Johnny hovered midair, fire swirling around him as he narrowed his eyes at the one responsible for all of this—you.

“Gotta say,” he called out, dodging a blast of energy you sent his way, “I wasn’t expecting this when I woke up this morning.”

You smirked, standing atop a wrecked car, the remnants of your attack crackling in your hands. “What, a challenge?”

“Nah,” he grinned, flames igniting in his palms. “Meeting my soulmate in the middle of a fight.”

You faltered for just a second, blinking in disbelief. “Excuse me?”

He took that opportunity to launch forward, flames streaking behind him as he tackled you, sending both of you crashing onto the pavement. You flipped him over at the last second, pinning him down as smoke rose around you both.

“You flirt with everyone, Storm,” you said, leaning in slightly, your voice teasing but firm.

He smirked up at you, completely unbothered by the position he was in. “Yeah, but this time, it feels different.”

You rolled your eyes, but your grip on him loosened for just a second—just enough time for him to flip the situation, pinning you beneath him now. His face was inches from yours, heat radiating from him in more ways than one.

“Y’know,” he murmured, “I could arrest you right now.”

“Wouldn’t be the worst way to end the night,” you shot back, a small smirk playing on your lips.

Johnny chuckled, eyes gleaming. “Tell you what—give up now, and I’ll take you out instead of taking you in.”

You stared at him, considering, then leaned up just a little, your lips barely brushing his ear. “Catch me first.”

And with that, you shoved him off, vanishing into the smoke, leaving Johnny sitting there, grinning like an idiot.

Yeah. He was definitely in love.