Hopelessly Heroic (Rewritten)
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Last published Fri, May 17, 2019
"Then do it." June challenged, watching Flame's eyebrows shoot up. "I don't think you're as tough as you want everyone to think. You want to hurt me? Do it."
The fire in her hand grew, and June watched it with bated breath. She was inviting the town's best known villain to do whatever she wanted with her. It was a dangerous move, and she was scared, but a large part of her trusted that she wouldn't get hurt. The same person who ratted herself out every week would not kill her.
They stared at each other. Despite all her talk, Flame seemed hesitant to make the first move. It calmed June just enough to let her guard down, which proved to be a mistake when Flame reached out with her other hand, twirling some of June's hair around her finger.
"You're awfully brave." Flame murmured, not looking up at her.
June's eyes stayed locked on the hand that was still on fire in front of her. She felt entranced by the way the flames licked up her wrist, not catching her sleeve on fire but not melting it, either. June chanced a glance at her face, just to see if she looked like she was in pain, but when she met the other girl's eyes, she saw only amusement.
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