I Am The Fifth Member Of The Fantastic Four (Soft Core Completed)

Our Weekend, Our Sunday Night...Our Moment

Despite the weekend basically being over, the rest of it went off without much of a hitch. Except for the paintball fight we had in the apartment when Wade came over…but that’s a story I doubt you wanna hear. Trust me, you don’t. He came in here also with a crazy claim that he’s Deadpool, what a psycho. I think paint is now a permanent part of my DNA.

But there is one thing I know you guys would love to hear about.

Take a look.

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*Flashback*

“Johnny I’m sleepy” I groan like a baby, rubbing my eyes after watching TV for almost 5 hours straight…not that I’m complaining. I once went 8 hours.

“Well, it is past your bed time” he commented, looking up at the clock.

I punch his arm, “I do not have a bed time”

He wraps his arms around me and kisses my head, “I can’t believe the weekend’s over” he drags me into his body, “Can’t believe the gangs coming back tomorrow.”

“I know” I moan. But I was also kinda happy, I missed everyone and was secretly glad they’d be back.

“I told you about moaning” Johnny said in a warning tone.

I look up mischievously into his blue eyes and wiggle my eyebrows.

“My God you are amazing” he compliments.

I smile naughtily at him and peck his lips.

“Oh no, you are not leaving me hanging” Johnny dives in for a deeper kiss. He presses me back onto the couch and lies on top of me.

“Get off me!” I push him off the couch. “You’re crushing me,” I laugh and walk out of the living room.

“I thought you were the one crushing on me” Johnny says cockily to me.

I blush, “I-I was n-not” I turn away from him.

“Oh no no no, you are not going shy on me” he snuggles me from behind into himself.

“I-I I just-” I still couldn’t articulate a word.

“How you use to look at me when you think I wasn’t looking, or you’d glare at any girl standing with 50 feet of me,” He rests his chin on my head.

“Okay, I’m dying” I try to get out of his grip.

“Let me finish.” he holds on tighter. “How you always had that sparkle in your eyes when you talk or do something you love, or the fire you get when we go head to head.”

I smile.

“The way the sun shines around you, the beautiful glint in your soul” he kisses the side of my cheek. Then his voice goes all emotional, “The-the way you’ve seem to reach inside me and capture my heart.”

I hold my breath. I wipe around and look at him. The depth of emotion in his eyes and compassion etched on his face made me gasp. I smile sweetly at him and rub my hand up his chin, the side of his face and dig it into his hair.

“Now it’s my turn” I say slyly.

He grins down at me. “Go ahead” he licks his lips at me.

Oh I am so gonna shot you down…

“In a weird mosajanistic way it was kina flattering the way you’d bring a different girl here just to make me jealous,”

Now it was his turn to be inarticulate, “I-I w-wasn’t,”