[ Johnny has to yell over the rushing wind -- he hadn't thought of how it'd look like to his lover when he'd accidentally tripped over a rock in the middle of launching into an even grander introduction.
He slows, hovering so that he can turn the locket around -- and it's not the Human Torch grinning back at him all aflame. No, it's just Johnny, high above the clouds and grinning in his POLICE shirt and jeans. ]
flew.
[ But that triumphant expression is short-lived when he sees the look on Jack's face. Why anyone will put up with a dumbass like Johnny Storm is an enduring mystery, and Jack is a saint for it. ]
Thankfully, Johnny is unaware of the accidental homicide, and he's swooping everywhere he can, flying in loops and circles and beaming all the brighter when he sees Jack's smile, bright and buoyant. He's exhilarated, thrilled at being able to fly again, no more grounded, never grounded. ]
Sorry if I scared you. And yeah! I realised I could fly even without the fire! Do you know what this means?
But no, there's more to this -- and it's obvious in the look in his eyes. This means a whole world of advantages when it comes to war, and he knows Jack knows it. He can pass over the Seelie territory unseen in the dark of night. ]
[ Look, he's trying to be romantic! Well admittedly he's doing a pretty half-assed job of it even by his standards, because he's letting Jack see what he sees when he flies over it at top speed, climbing higher. He zooms at supersonic speed, quiet for a few moments before he speaks up. ]
I don't get doused out by clouds anymore. And whoever told you they're nice, fluffy things need to get kicked in the buns. They're nasty.
[ It would be so easy to rain fire down on the Seelie just like this, but Johnny holds back when he makes a circle to fly back again. ] This changes a lot of things. You know that, don't you?
[ He's coming back so they can do that together. The more he thinks about it, the more Johnny's interested, too. ]
I know.
[ He can't rest, they can't. Jack reminds him of what's important, what needs doing -- he balances him out and keeps him anchored; the man is his sword and shield, and Johnny knows it now.
But with all of that aside, it's minutes later before he lands in front of Jack, smiling as he holds out his hand to him. He wants to share this gift, wants Jack to delight in it, too. ]
[Jack has a pretty good idea, with that devious one-track mind of Johnny's. But he knows it's a little bit more, too. This experience has thrilled him, moved him, and it makes Jack happy to know that he wants to share it with him.
[ Johnny says, eager to share what he feels with him. It's exhilarating, and the only way it can be better is if Jack shares this with him, that he knows what he feels. ]
Let's fly, let's fly away. [ He croons, pulling him into his arms and evidently channeling Frank Sinatra. Really, he should be wearing an S on his chest, at the rate he's going. ] You don't mind if I carried you, right?
[ Johnny sweeps him up into his arms, all charm and unadulterated happiness. He's sharing his most favorite thing in the world with his most favorite person, how much better can that get? ]
All right, hang tight. I don't want you falling off.
[ And off they go! Johnny's arms are securely around him, and he takes to the sky with ease, delighted to soar upwards again. ]
The damn puca's put me through worse. Take us higher!
[Because he knows that will delight Johnny, and it excites him too. Jack's never been one who scares easily. What started as Johnny's happiness quickly becomes his, and that's how Jack knows what he means to him, how he feels.]
[ Johnny's laughing, there's nothing quite like being able to do this again, and he's missed this so much. He takes them higher without question, nuzzling close to his lover to make sure he's safely tucked against him.
The wind is brutal now, but Johnny ramps up his heat, more for Jack's benefit than his own. He slows so that they're cruising, and in the silence far up above the clouds there are only the both of them. ]
[ Johnny tells him brightly, thrilled and eager to share this with him. He's looking everywhere in wonder, taking it in again after being grounded for so long. He squeezes Jack tighter, briefly, like a boy with his most beloved companion, ecstatic that he gets to share this with the person who matters most to him. ]
Look, check it out, you can see the sunset from here. See how the colors are so different from when you're seeing it on the ground? I don't know if we can catch stuff like the Northern Lights here, but. God, I wish we could.
[Johnny surprises him with how observant he is, noticing things like the colors of a sunset when he thought it was always about the thrill, the adrenaline of the rise and fall and speed. Jack rests his head back against him, admiring it too.]
If we stayed up here forever, do you think the Void could reach us?
[ Johnny promises, nuzzling him and dropping soft kisses against his throat. He loves the play of color on Jack's face, how it makes him look so young and gentle, and Johnny is enraptured, gazing at him like a besotted lover.
He loves it here, when it's just him and Jack and the world. ] I'll protect you, babe.
[Jack smiles gently, turning his head just enough to catch Johnny's lips. Johnny gives his all to anything like this, even a kiss, and that's enough to distract him.
Jack takes his hands, pries them away gently to hold them in his own. And then, with one last kiss, lets go and begins to drop.
DID YOU THINK THAT SHIT YOU PULLED EARLIER WAS A JOKE, STORM?!]
[ Johnny panics when he falls out of his arms and down, down, and he bursts off after him, shooting after Jack as he reaches for his arms, terrified that this would be the end of him. ]
No, no, no, no -- [ No, he won't let Jack go that way, and after an eternity he grabs on to his lover, yanking him back with at least a hundred or so feet to spare, curling around him protectively in case he does something so fucking --
-- he doesn't yell at him until they touch the ground in front of the castle, and Johnny explodes, angry. ]
Jack! What the fuck are you thinking?! That's not funny!!
[All he has to do is fall; close his eyes and wait for Johnny to catch him like he knows he will. He's already seen the world hurtling towards him through Johnny's locket, and it wouldn't scare him nearly as much to look down now.
Jack catches him, and he knows he might've ruined his chances of Johnny ever taking him up like that again. At the very least, there'll have to be promises and apologies. He opens his eyes only when they've set down, greeted by the sight of Johnny's angry, pale face.]
For scaring me earlier, and once before. We're even now.
[ Johnny is ashen and angry, staring at him for a few moments -- he's so furious and so terrified by that few moments (the ones that will last with him forever) that his fingers clench into fists. He almost died, and Johnny's not in the mood to be empathetic.
Jack's calm and it gets under his skin even more. ] Do you even understand what you just did?! What if I hadn't caught you? What the fuck --
[ He paces like an angry tiger, desperate to shake off the adrenaline, the terror that still grips his heart. ] No! We're not even! We're -- [ He sputters, practically purple with rage. ] How even -- what is wrong with you? What if you slipped from my hands, what if I couldn't catch you?
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[ Johnny has to yell over the rushing wind -- he hadn't thought of how it'd look like to his lover when he'd accidentally tripped over a rock in the middle of launching into an even grander introduction.
He slows, hovering so that he can turn the locket around -- and it's not the Human Torch grinning back at him all aflame. No, it's just Johnny, high above the clouds and grinning in his POLICE shirt and jeans. ]
flew.
[ But that triumphant expression is short-lived when he sees the look on Jack's face. Why anyone will put up with a dumbass like Johnny Storm is an enduring mystery, and Jack is a saint for it. ]
What's wrong?
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[He just might've pushed a member of the castle staff down the stairs and to his death. He'll invite Lauralae over for brunch.]
You look pleased with yourself. [But Jack's smiling too now.] You're not aflame. That's different.
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Thankfully, Johnny is unaware of the accidental homicide, and he's swooping everywhere he can, flying in loops and circles and beaming all the brighter when he sees Jack's smile, bright and buoyant. He's exhilarated, thrilled at being able to fly again, no more grounded, never grounded. ]
Sorry if I scared you. And yeah! I realised I could fly even without the fire! Do you know what this means?
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[ Johnny trails off distractedly, gesturing to a flock that just so happened to be soaring past. ]
You want one?
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[Don't get distracted by your stomach.]
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[ Johnny wiggles his brows at him suggestively.
But no, there's more to this -- and it's obvious in the look in his eyes. This means a whole world of advantages when it comes to war, and he knows Jack knows it. He can pass over the Seelie territory unseen in the dark of night. ]
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But he does realize the non-sexual advantages.]
Stay high. Make sure the natives can't sense you.
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I don't get doused out by clouds anymore. And whoever told you they're nice, fluffy things need to get kicked in the buns. They're nasty.
[ It would be so easy to rain fire down on the Seelie just like this, but Johnny holds back when he makes a circle to fly back again. ] This changes a lot of things. You know that, don't you?
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It improves things.
[A gentle reminder. There's nothing Jack's come to hate more than seeing Johnny get his hopes up and then see them crushed.]
We can't rest. Not yet.
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I know.
[ He can't rest, they can't. Jack reminds him of what's important, what needs doing -- he balances him out and keeps him anchored; the man is his sword and shield, and Johnny knows it now.
But with all of that aside, it's minutes later before he lands in front of Jack, smiling as he holds out his hand to him. He wants to share this gift, wants Jack to delight in it, too. ]
So, wanna do it?
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[Jack has a pretty good idea, with that devious one-track mind of Johnny's. But he knows it's a little bit more, too. This experience has thrilled him, moved him, and it makes Jack happy to know that he wants to share it with him.
He smiles softly before taking that hand.]
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[ Johnny says, eager to share what he feels with him. It's exhilarating, and the only way it can be better is if Jack shares this with him, that he knows what he feels. ]
Let's fly, let's fly away. [ He croons, pulling him into his arms and evidently channeling Frank Sinatra. Really, he should be wearing an S on his chest, at the rate he's going. ] You don't mind if I carried you, right?
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[Don't answer. He doesn't want to know. Jack's arms slip loosely around his waist as he considers it.]
Do what you must.
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[ Johnny sweeps him up into his arms, all charm and unadulterated happiness. He's sharing his most favorite thing in the world with his most favorite person, how much better can that get? ]
All right, hang tight. I don't want you falling off.
[ And off they go! Johnny's arms are securely around him, and he takes to the sky with ease, delighted to soar upwards again. ]
You'd better not choose this time to get airsick!
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[Because he knows that will delight Johnny, and it excites him too. Jack's never been one who scares easily. What started as Johnny's happiness quickly becomes his, and that's how Jack knows what he means to him, how he feels.]
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The wind is brutal now, but Johnny ramps up his heat, more for Jack's benefit than his own. He slows so that they're cruising, and in the silence far up above the clouds there are only the both of them. ]
Check that out, geese. You can breathe okay?
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[Not much higher and it would be uncomfortable, but right now it's just perfect. Everything is quiet, the world below them so small.]
You love this, don't you?
[He doesn't need to ask. Everything about Johnny screams his happiness. Jack's grateful that it was returned to him.]
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[ Johnny tells him brightly, thrilled and eager to share this with him. He's looking everywhere in wonder, taking it in again after being grounded for so long. He squeezes Jack tighter, briefly, like a boy with his most beloved companion, ecstatic that he gets to share this with the person who matters most to him. ]
Look, check it out, you can see the sunset from here. See how the colors are so different from when you're seeing it on the ground? I don't know if we can catch stuff like the Northern Lights here, but. God, I wish we could.
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If we stayed up here forever, do you think the Void could reach us?
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[ Johnny promises, nuzzling him and dropping soft kisses against his throat. He loves the play of color on Jack's face, how it makes him look so young and gentle, and Johnny is enraptured, gazing at him like a besotted lover.
He loves it here, when it's just him and Jack and the world. ] I'll protect you, babe.
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[Jack smiles gently, turning his head just enough to catch Johnny's lips. Johnny gives his all to anything like this, even a kiss, and that's enough to distract him.
Jack takes his hands, pries them away gently to hold them in his own. And then, with one last kiss, lets go and begins to drop.
DID YOU THINK THAT SHIT YOU PULLED EARLIER WAS A JOKE, STORM?!]
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[ Johnny panics when he falls out of his arms and down, down, and he bursts off after him, shooting after Jack as he reaches for his arms, terrified that this would be the end of him. ]
No, no, no, no -- [ No, he won't let Jack go that way, and after an eternity he grabs on to his lover, yanking him back with at least a hundred or so feet to spare, curling around him protectively in case he does something so fucking --
-- he doesn't yell at him until they touch the ground in front of the castle, and Johnny explodes, angry. ]
Jack! What the fuck are you thinking?! That's not funny!!
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Jack catches him, and he knows he might've ruined his chances of Johnny ever taking him up like that again. At the very least, there'll have to be promises and apologies. He opens his eyes only when they've set down, greeted by the sight of Johnny's angry, pale face.]
For scaring me earlier, and once before. We're even now.
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Jack's calm and it gets under his skin even more. ] Do you even understand what you just did?! What if I hadn't caught you? What the fuck --
[ He paces like an angry tiger, desperate to shake off the adrenaline, the terror that still grips his heart. ] No! We're not even! We're -- [ He sputters, practically purple with rage. ] How even -- what is wrong with you? What if you slipped from my hands, what if I couldn't catch you?
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