Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own anything from the JLU series. Animated or otherwise.
And this pairing is dedicated to Bluebamfergirl for the pairings she suggested. I'm only using my favorite that she recommended, but I may use a couple more down the line. So, so happy.
Firefly/VolcanaForever:
Nose crinkling like a rabbit, Volcana tossed the shriveled, almost toxic looking vegetable back at Firefly, who caught it expertly in one hand and put it back into the barrel he'd taken out from under the kitchen counter for himself. He'd already chosen the best looking ones and he didn't need more so he slid the heavy barrel back into its space.
The fire angel (as the platinum haired man had started calling her since their escape) took back her seat at the island and observed him cut up the beets. She still had a frown on her face, but he had gotten used to that and it didn't bother him while he cut up part of his dinner, still waiting for what he'd made her in the microwave to finish.
"Where did you get the idea that those…things are the secret to good health?" Volcana suddenly asked, so out of the blue that he almost sliced right through his pointer finger. The lively woman usually wasn't the first to speak to break their silences, but he'd bite. Awkward conversation was better than the stone silence in his uncomfortably cool apartment that he still had to light the fireplace within.
Toasters:
Click. Ding. Pop!
Volcana's eyes widened in amusement as her fellow pyromaniac jumped at least a foot and spun, flamethrower raised, towards the sudden noise.
"Toast's finished," Volcana cackled cheerily. Firefly blushed visibly now that his outfit was removed and scratched the back of his head like a little school geek in front of the popular girls as Volcana took her toast and lightly nudged him in the side with her hip. The feel of her red pajama pants only made him blush harder, but this time it wasn't in embarrassment.
Carelessness:
"You're lucky."
"I don't feel so lucky right now."
"Hey, at least you didn't get third degree burns."
Firefly had nothing to say at Volcana's words, but then, he really didn't need to. She was right and after that was verified, there was nothing more to say anyway.
The muscular redhead continued to dab salve against his angry, burnt flesh and despite his best efforts to appear strong, Firefly couldn't stop the flinching that came from the contact. His back was a mess because of some stupid miscalculation with his equipment, most of it covered in first and second degree burns. It was humiliating.
Calloused fingers that held dripping clothe touched on a particularly sensitive patch of skin and the man leaned all the way forward, teeth smashing into each other in the effort not to let out a scream and his arms white knuckled while gripping his knees. Now, that was definitely not a second degree burn.
"Oh!" Volcana actually squeaked, her own knees coming to rest on either side of his own legs as she leaned forward on the couch, bare feet going numb on the cold floor near instantly, "I'm sorry!"
"Not your fault…" He muttered, trying not to breathe too hard.
"But—"
"It's fine. You didn't mean to."
Eat It Up:
Taking down Polaris was actually fairly easy when Firefly remembered something his science teacher had taught him when he wasn't so interested in fire and was more interested in landing chicks. Magnets lose their charge if you heat them. He wasn't sure how he remembered, but considering the blue wearing jackass actually had the unmitigated gall to hit his fire angel, the pyromaniac was glad the information had crawled out from some secret area of his mind.
Giving the older man a swift kick to the area that most men had an unspoken agreement to leave alone during a fight, honorable or no, Firefly walked back over to his redhead and held out a hand to lift her up from her seated position on the ground floor of the now very deserted prison. She had the most beautiful smile on her face as she accepted the hand and got off the ground, the small sting from the hit to her cheek now forgotten in favor of admiring her significant other.
