🔥 Flambae x male!Reader headcanons Forever freezing 💥
You're used to the cold. It was part of your ability. You, who easily controlled ice and cold, paid for it with a low body temperature and a constant feeling of cold, even in the middle of a hot summer. People looked at you like you were crazy when they saw you wrapped up in a warm jacket, scarf, and gloves, even when others preferred shorts and T-shirts to escape the heat. Even your colleagues, who were former villains like yourself, looked at you with mild sympathy. Sometimes they joked that you and Flambae needed to work together to balance each other's abilities. It was just a joke for both of you, until one day you accidentally stumbled. Flambae was the one who caught you, but for a second it seemed to him that you still managed to damage your head because of your reaction. You froze, staring at one point. The reason for that was something you'd never felt in your entire life. Warmth
For the next few days, you reflected on how you felt. You knew perfectly well what kind of powers your colleague had, but you didn't think it would allow you to feel something like that. When you were younger, you already tried to warm yourself with ordinary fire, but it had no effect, except that you got burned. Now you felt warm. You didn't even know how to explain it, but it felt really wonderful. However, there was a problem. You couldn't just ask Flambae to hug you or do something like that. You knew perfectly well that it might seem strange, so you preferred to remain silent, but every time you accidentally touched each other, you felt this warmth and felt as if this warmth resonated in your heart. You assumed that the others didn't notice it, but you were wrong. They saw that you were starting to behave strangely around Flambae, but no one knew the real reason for this. That's how it went on until the whole team went to the bar after another week of work
It was usually hard to tell from you whether you were drunk or not. The effects of alcohol haven't gone away for you, but you've never looked drunk. Until Prism sat you down on the couch next to Flambae. She did it mostly because she wanted to see what would happen. At first, you behaved as usual. You were pleased with the feeling of warmth next to you, but after a few glasses of strong alcohol, you began to behave differently from usual. The alcohol had its effect and soon you were already dozing off, leaning against the Flambae. No one expected this. You practically stuck to him, taking your time to pull away. You felt more than comfortable and mumbled sleepily to yourself about how warm and peaceful you were. Even when it was time to leave, you were in no hurry to pull away from him. You wrapped your arms around his arm, continuing to snuggle. It made your colleagues laugh, but you didn't care. You were too focused on feeling the warmth that was practically a precious treasure to you
After that incident, you apologized to your colleague for a long time, feeling very uncomfortable. You didn't expect such a reaction from yourself, but you couldn't change what happened. The fact that you felt his warmth came as a surprise even to Flambae, but even though he was grumbling, he didn't see any real problem. The only thing that prevented him from directly telling him about it to you was his own stubbornness. It went on like this until he saw how cold you were, seemingly more than usual. It happened when you used too much of your own strength, as if you were freezing from the inside out. He saw you start to tremble, and with a heavy sigh, Flambae hugged you. You froze, not knowing what would follow, but he just growled irritably and told you to relax. He felt that, despite the thick coat and scarf, you were really cold, as if you were standing in your underwear in the middle of winter. Pretty quickly, Flambae felt you hug him back and thank him softly, finally starting to warm up
Flambae has become your personal heat source, your personal heater, as your colleagues joked. Every time he heard such a nickname, he got angry and you stood quietly aside, not rushing to interfere. Sometimes, looking at you, he didn't understand how you survived at all, constantly feeling the cold, but now you had someone who kept you warm. Neither you nor he were in any hurry to discuss the situation. You just started spending more time together, sometimes he held your hand and it was enough for you to feel the warmth that you missed so much. Sometimes you felt guilty about Flambae, but your colleagues guessed that if he didn't want to share his warmth with you, he would never have done it voluntarily. They just took their time telling you about it, watching what it could lead to
