#itsnothotinhereitsme

[text: Sunshine]: Did you get the gift I left a few days ago? [text: Sunshine]: Or did the kids get to it first?

Did he know Johnny was going to probably get pissed at him for this later? Yes. Had the flamehead been acting a little too annoying lately though? Also yes. So as soon as the Torch was in range, Peter had the nozzle of the firemen’s hose pointed right had him. “Hey, Storm!” Water firing off from the spout as soon as Johnny turned to look.

“I miss my aunt May.”

      Daken gives Johnny a teasing like glare, before he moves closer, still hugging him around his chest even as his chin rests on the other man’s shoulder. Making it look like he was leaning against the other man just so he could peek at what he was working on.

      Blue eyes look over at the nights sky, flicking over the city below as he shifts on the roof, partly leaning against the thin barrier around it’s edge. He hadn’t announced himself, he doubted anyone knew he was here, but he waited anyway, calmly, sifting through his own private thoughts silently. Shoving his hands into his designer jeans, thumbs hooking through his belt loops as he lightly hums.