i’ve seen this hc that johnny can use his heat powers to curl hair and i thought it’d be a cute idea for a little oneshot. like i imagine reader and johnny just cuddling and he’s just playing with reader’s hair and he figures out that he can do that.
aghh i’ve never made a request/suggestion for a fic before this is my first time🫠
Hi! Thanks for your request ^^, I saw that headcanon too, but I don't remember who it was from 😭
let's see what can i write, hope you enjoy it
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Personal curling iron
Request open - Masterlist - Rules in my pined post
Tags: Fluff, GN!reader, It's implied that reader has hair long enough to curl, entablished relationship, pet names, no proofread,
1058 words
Weekends with the fantastic family were always the best, as long as there weren't any last-minute emergencies. But most of the time it was just staying home and relaxing as much as possible.
Like now
You and Johnny were cuddling in bed, watching TV. It wasn't a secret to the others that you and he were a couple, so the Fantastic Four had basically adopted you. Your head was on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and feeling the soft heat that constantly emanates from his body. He had one arm around you and the other around your head. His fingers played absentmindedly with your hair.
Your eyes were glued to the TV screen, watching a comedy show, but Johnny's gaze was fixed on your hair. He admired its silky texture and how his fingers tangled gently in it. He delicately ran his hand through your hair, humming to himself. Suddenly, he twisted a thin strand around his finger, playing with it. He remained like that for a few moments, his eyes returning to the TV. When he released the strand and looked back at your head, he was surprised to see a curl where he had been playing with your hair.
He raised his eyebrows and delicately took the strand of hair. A perfect zigzag curl had formed. Johnny smiled, amused, and moved the curl up and down, making it bounce like a spring. Excitedly, he grabbed another strand of hair and wrapped it around another finger. He concentrated on building up enough heat in that area to create the curl, but not so much as to burn it. He left it for several minutes, and when he gently unwrapped his finger, there it was, the curl, resting in his palm. Johnny gazed at it like someone finishing a masterpiece.
You noticed Johnny was very quiet, and you also detected a faint, suspicious burning smell above your head. You frowned and looked up to see what was happening.
"Johnny?"
When you looked at him, he had a triumphant smile. "Babe, look." He took the two curly strands of hair and showed them to you. You opened your eyes in confusion and sat up to see better.
"You did this? You can curl hair?!" you asked in shock.
"Yes! With these!" he proudly held out his fingers in front of you.
You smiled and got out of bed to go to a mirror. The result was better than any curling iron you could buy, and it looked less damaging. "I didn't know you could do that!" you said with a amazed smile.
"Honestly, neither did I, I just found that out now," he replied sincerely while looking at his own hands.
Then, excited, you ran back to the bed and jumped up next to him like a cat. He gasped and wrapped his arms around you.
"Curl all my hair!"
Johnny laughed at your endearing enthusiasm, but he had to admit he liked the idea too. He pretended to consider it with a pout for a few seconds, but then agreed.
"Alright, baby, turn around," he instructed with a flick of his wrist.
You obeyed, and he gently grasped your hair, combing it first. His fingers gently untangled the strands. Then he grabbed several and wrapped them around his five fingers, repeating the process with his other hand. Johnny continued like this for a while until he finished.
"Phew.. done baby, what do you think?" He said, sounding a little tired, and drying his forehead with the back of his hand.
You went to the mirror and were surprised to see yourself with curls all over your head. You laughed excitedly as you gently shook your head, admiring how the curls bounced in all directions.
"This is amazing, thank you honey!! You have magic hands!"
He rolled his eyes and leaned back against the headboard with his arms flexed behind his head. "Oh, it's not a big deal." He said, trying to downplay it, but deep down he felt proud of the feat.
"It's not a big deal, you say?" You turned around quickly to look at him incredulously. Then you crawled back to his side, across the mattress, and sat down facing him. "With this gift, you could be a hairdresser! Imagine the possibilities! Do you think you could straighten my hair too? Or even iron my clothes, oh!!" You started babbling excitedly, practically vibrating with anticipation
He chuckled as he watched you chatter. "Whoa, whoa, hold it right there," he laughed. "What? Now you want me to be your personal curling iron?" he joked.
You pouted and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about that idea. You held a finger to your chin. "Mmh, not a bad idea," you murmured, then looked at him. "Hey, sweetheart, I think it's the best idea you've had in years," you smiled playfully.
He frowned. "Pfft, babe, I was just kidding. I can't always stroke your hair. I have duties as a superhero," he said dramatically.
"Is this your final word?"
"Yes"
Oh, how wrong he was...
In the following days, you dragged Johnny along everywhere you went, at all hours. If you needed to attend a party or an important meeting, your boyfriend was there to give you the best hairstyle. Was your favorite shirt wrinkled? You discovered that if Johnny ran his firm palm over the fabric, it would automatically iron itself. He grumbled and pretended to be annoyed, but the truth was, deep down, he found it a little amusing. And what could be better than being near his partner, whatever the excuse?
One day you were sitting comfortably in a living room chair, reading a magazine, while Johnny stood behind you, curling your hair. Again. When the other team members approached the kitchen, they saw the two of you, who were still unaware of Johnny's talent. He turned to look at them with a " 'Sup!" and a casual nod, his fingers tangled in your hair.
"Uh... Johnny? What are you supposed to be doing?" Sue asked
You answered for him, "He's curling my hair," you said, as if it wasn't obvious.
"But only for them. Don't even dream I'll do your hair, Sue," he said.
Reed and Susan looked at each other, unsure what to say, and Ben burst out laughing.
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