I Miss You Part 3 Please!!

I miss you part 3 please!!

After seeing a few messages requesting the last part of the I Missed You series, I’m going to finish it up and have it posted by Saturday *crosses fingers* 

Thank you so much for helping me decide. You’re amazing! 

friend: lmao why do you call captain america by his real name? me: well I’ve seen his movies over 900 times I think we’re on a first name basis by now

I Missed You

Johnny Storm x Reader

Rating: T (mentions an unstable family setting)

Requested by an amazing anon!

Author’s Note: I had a plan for this request but when typing it out, it seemed forced when condensed into a one-shot. I hope you don’t mind but I think I’m going to release it in three parts. 

I really hope you like the beginning! 

Part Two   Part Three (End)

The fighting had become a part of them. Eat, sleep, argue. The process would continue, wearing the both of you thin as every insecurity became open game in those moments, the damage growing worse as each day carried over to the next.

Until finally, one of you snapped.

“What about me Johnny? Why am I expected to wait for you while you flirt with every girl you see?”

“Flirting? You think that’s what I’ve been doing? Why the hell would I still do that when I have you?”

He began to pace across the room, his hands running through his hair before he suddenly froze. Anger radiated from his skin as he walked towards you, his eyes narrowed as he spoke to finally utter the words that he knew would break you and the fiery spirit that could surprisingly match his. 

“Just because your dad left your psychotic mother for a better model doesn’t mean everyone will do the same thing. You really need to get over these daddy issues.” 

With just those few sentences, tears began to cloud your vision, blocking the sight of the now shocked and defeated man that stood in front of you. With a deep breath, you clumsily reached for the single letter that lay inside your purse. It had been the main reason you had come over and now, it just proved to be the best escape. As you looked down at the formal letter, your name typed neatly on the white envelope, you sighed as you watched it grow dirty with the tears that had finally fallen. With a scoff, you threw it on the table beside you, rubbing a hand over your face as you walked towards the door. One more deep breath and you were gone, leaving the paper behind.

It would be days until he’d open it, letting the anger and hurt subside to finally pull the already torn seal to read the contents of the letter. With an air of formality found within the envelope alone, his heart dropped as he began to read what lay inside.

You had been accepted to the University of California, a college that was across the country. With a full-ride scholarship, they offered you the chance to escape from the life you endured here. Of course, you would take it. In California, there would be no reminder that your father had left you alone with a woman who could barely take care of herself. There would be no more nights in which you’d had to pick up for her and the new man she had brought home that day. With a frown, he stumbled back on his bed, his hands dropping the letter to grip his hair tightly.

What about him? Where did he fit into this new phase in your life? With a newfound desperation to find out what you had been meaning to say before the fight had begun, he stumbled out the door.

With labored breaths, he quickly hopped onto his motorcycle and sped the few miles to your house. His rushed knocks soon echoed in the silent air, forcing his heart to stop. Now with harsh pounds against the flimsy door, Johnny shouted your name loudly before stepping back, hoping to catch a glimpse of your shadow in the upstairs window. As his blue eyes frantically searched for a sign, he jumped as the door slammed open, revealing your mother. A frown set on her face, she leaned against the door, already answering the question that Johnny had been dying to ask.

“She’s gone.”

His eyes widened at the revelation and he stumbled towards your mother. His heart froze as he began to stutter, his eyes frantically searching her face as if to find that this had all been some cruel joke.

“W-Where is she?”

She shrugged, looking back into the house and motioning to whoever was inside. No doubt her latest fling. With an exasperated sigh, she turned back, her voice rushed as she ran a hand over her face.

“Hell if I know. All I know is her room is empty and a note was on the table saying goodbye.” With that, she slammed the door, her loud voice growing faint as she ran back to whoever was calling for her. It was as if the disappearance of her daughter was nothing...

Meanwhile, Johnny felt the crushing pain consume him. His legs wobbled as he walked slowly to his bike until he finally collapsed, his back hitting the hard metal. One hand clutching his chest, he hid his head between his legs as he tried to calm down. His breathing was labored, tears fell freely from his eyes, and despite his attempts to end this sign of weakness, he also longed for it to stay. 

He deserved it.

You were gone and there was no way he could get you back. 

I Missed You - Part 3 (End)

Johnny Storm x Reader

Rating: T (language)

Author’s Note: I am so sorry for posting this late. I’ve just been so busy recently. I feel horrible for you guys wait. :( 

Part One   Part Two

“(Y/n), can you hear me? Wake up baby!”

Through the fog that seemed to cloud your thoughts, the familiar sound broke through and forced a groan to escape your lips. Your heavy (e/c) eyes slowly opened only to instantly regret the decision as the bright light of the sun came into view. Your hand instantly jerking upwards to block the bright rays, a loud scream quickly followed as you could barely move your arm. Working past the pounding headache you were currently nursing, you ignored the voice that you heard moments ago to catch a glimpse at the cause for the indescribable pain.

Once again, you regretted your decision. As you finally caught sight of your arm and the way it was twisted against the concrete, you felt your stomach churn. Your eyes quickly shut as you turned away, taking deep breaths to clear the wave of nausea that had made its appearance from the grotesque image.

But of course, it wasn’t that easy.

As the pain finally surfaced, you screamed once more, the noise hanging in the air as you struggled to stay still to alleviate the pain. But your attempts were in vain as your body trembled and the sickening feeling returned to your stomach. 

 “(y/n)? Oh shit. Reed, how long until the damn ambulance is here?”

 As the frantic voice appeared once more, you blacked out, letting the pain slip away as you happily welcomed the darkness.

 ***

Desperate grunts filled the air as you extended an arm towards the chair that lay in the corner of the room. Each inch that you got closer towards the items that lay on the maroon chair forced the needle to pull against your skin yet you persisted, your determined gaze not straying from the purse that lay so close yet so far. Your side dug into the railing attached to the hospital bed as you tried once more to get closer, using the few fingers left uncovered on your other, now casted, hand to hold you steady.

“As much I love the view of your ass…what the hell are you doing?”

A shriek left your lips as you quickly fell back against the bed, the sudden motion sending a sharp pain to radiate through your body and causing a groan to leave your lips. You took a moment to let the feeling pass, taking a deep breath before looking up and face the intruder. But as your eyes caught sight of the man you left behind years ago, you froze.

There he stood. Still clad in his Fantastic Four uniform, he leaned against the frame of the door, his arms crossed as a small frown played across his lips. With one quick motion, he ran a hand over his short hair, giving you time to take in the heavy bags that lay under his eyes and his overall tired disposition. As he moved to look at you once more though, your gaze quickly dropped to your lap, giving you time to compose yourself.

“I was trying to get to my phone. None of the damn staff will tell me where I am, what happened, or even what day is it. I wanted to see if I could find some clues there…”

“You should be resting. But you’ve always been stubborn, haven’t you?” With the reminder of your past with the man, you cringed, silently cursing at yourself for the tears that were beginning to form.

“Don’t do this Johnny. Just…please tell me what happened.” The fake smile that he had been trying to maintain finally dropped as he heard the crack in your voice. He nodded, walking slowly to sit on the spot you had just been trying to reach.

“I…don’t know what to say (y/n). We were trying to stop a global problem and in the end, you got hurt. I tried to get to you in time but…it was too late.” He paused, quickly looking to the floor before he softly spoke once more.

“By the time I was able to safely grab you, you hit the cement. Just barely but...shit (y/n). It’s my fault you were this badly hurt. I should have gotten there quicker.”

“Just tell me you caught the son of a bitch who started this whole mess.”

His silence told it all. A string of curses left your lips as the tears finally fell, your casted arm instinctively moving to wipe your eyes. The rough material scratched your skin, leaving it burning as a groan once more escaped your lips. But as he spoke once more, this time in a harsher tone, you ignored the pain as you turned to look at him.

“Who cares about that asshole? When I held you in my arms for the first time in a decade, I wasn’t even sure you would wake up. Goddamn it…I shouldn’t be caring this much. We broke up but seeing you there...I wanted to take it all back. I wanted to go back to being your boyfriend in high school. I wanted you in my arms without fearing that this would be the last time I would get the chance.” With each sentence, his voice cracked, the playboy persona you had been so accustomed to seeing in the papers fading away to reveal the man you had originally fell in love with. The man behind the confident exterior. The side of him that you used to be lucky to know was all yours.

Yet you let him continue, knowing he needed to get this off his chest. Besides, with each word he spoke, you felt the love you had for him, something that was never forgotten but pushed aside, return at full force.

“For years, I tried to find you. I called your school, I went to California, I did everything just to make up for the way I acted. But I could never find you. The school wouldn’t give me any information and after days of searching your campus, I couldn’t do anything but head home. I tried this dozens of times (y/n) but each time just proved to be as unsuccessful as the last. Until finally, I just…I don’t know. I just gave up. I couldn’t take the pain anymore and I did whatever it took to get over it. I shouldn’t have given up though. I should have kept trying because as soon as I saw you again, I realized how big of a fool I was to ever think I could live without you. I-“

You couldn’t take it. The tears that cascaded down your cheeks only grew worse as you interrupted his speech; not wanting to hear more about the shell he had become once you left. Your earlier feelings of guilt were matched by his and not wanting to hear anymore, you sat up, ignoring the pain that ran throughout your body.

“Johnny, I still love you.”

He quickly stood, moving to lean over you as his eyes searched your own as if to reassure himself that what you said was true. Whatever he found was enough to make him sigh in relief, a small smile spreading across his lips as his hand ran against your cheek.

“I love you so much (y/n). It’s always been you. I’m sorry for pushing that feeling aside for awhile but now that I’m with you again, I’ll never forget how much you mean to me.”

 “Just shut up and kiss me.” That was all he needed as his lips fell upon your own, a groan escaping from the both of you as a sense of relief came from the kiss. Yes, there were plenty of things you both would need to work through but for now, this was all you needed. 

~Tiny Epilogue~

“You did it Johnny. We’re safe because of you.”

With the Silver Surfer gone and the bigger threat of Galactus finally taken care of, you smiled as Johnny relayed each detail at your apartment. With your head resting against his chest, you played with his shirt as his hand rubbed against your back, sending a shiver to run down your spine. With your wounds still healing, he paused after ending the recollection of his latest adventure, making sure you were okay before turning you both to your sides.

“Now that life is back to normal, or as normal as it can be…move in with me. I can’t handle you being across the ocean now that I have you back.”

With his words, you laughed, throwing your head back in delight before you slowly got up. Mindful of your sore body, you carefully moved to open the door to the other room, revealing all the boxes on the floor.

“Great minds think alike. Now are you going to help me pack or am I going to do it all by myself?”

You didn’t need to ask twice. In an instant, he quickly jumped up to place a soft kiss to your lips before lifting you up, carrying you into the next room to help you finish what you started.

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It’ll be out soon! 

I’m hoping by Tuesday...*crosses fingers*

I Missed You

Johnny Storm x Reader

Rating: T (mentions an unstable family setting)

Requested by an amazing anon!

Author’s Note: I had a plan for this request but when typing it out, it seemed forced when condensed into a one-shot. I hope you don’t mind but I think I’m going to release it in three parts. 

I really hope you like the beginning! 

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Here it it: Come Back To Me

The ending is a tad bit different than what was requested but I really hope you like it despite this small change! 

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