Hobiee - Tumblr Posts
labels (hobie x gn!reader)
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SUMMARY : sleepy cuddles with hobie!
WARNINGS : none? well hobie is ooc but thats not really a warning
AUTHORS NOTES : im in my spiderverse era and i just luv hobie smmmm. (no beta!)
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Hobie doesn’t believe in labels. You’re his roommate, his friend—maybe something more. Yeah, sometimes you sleep in the same bed, and you wear his shirts, and he kisses you, but that doesn’t mean he’s your boyfriend.
“Cold?” he asks, letting you lean into his chest. Hobie moves his arm around your shoulders, chin resting atop your head. You’ve never asked what the two of you are and he’s glad. He doesn’t know how he’d answer.
You shiver slightly, feeling the cold breeze rush through a crack in the window and curl around you, wrapping you in its icy embrace. You nod into Hobie's chest and grip tightly onto his shirt, stealing the warmth from his body.
"Yeah, 'nd I just wanna sleep." You muttered with a yawn halfway through your sentence.
You can feel Hobie smile beneath you as you rest your head on his chest. He squeezes your shoulders protectively before reaching down and grabbing a quilt he keeps in a small pile by his bed and throwing it over the two of you.
You're snug, warm, sheltered underneath it. He pulls you closer to him and wraps a protective arm around you. This—this is what you want, what you need. It's good—it's perfect.
You sigh in content, relaxing into the man and snaking your arms around his back. You pull him deeper into an embrace, shifting impossibly closer. Softly humming the tune to a song you heard earlier in the day, distantly becoming aware of Hobie tracing soothing patterns into your shoulders as your eyes flutter closed.
Hobie grins fondly as you drift off. He doesn't want to wake you up, but he doesn't want to leave you. He gently strokes a single curl behind your ear, feeling your breath rise and fall in a soothing rhythm. He can't help but smile, closing his eyes, leaning his head against yours. He's finally at peace.
He'll stay like this, just holding you forever. It's perfect. It's all that he needs.
Just before you drift out of conciousness you will yourself to lean upwards and place a tender kiss onto Hobies lips, uttering a million silent words with that one action. You pull away, lean your head back onto his chest and fall asleep to the unspoken "i love you" drifting throughout the chilled room.
The kiss, however quiet, still shocks Hobie out of his reverie. His breath catches in his throat, his heart flutters, and he smiles softly. He can't help it, his eyes grow wide, his vision filled with only you.
Despite his resolve, he can't help but lean down and softly return the gesture, placing a kiss atop your forehead and nuzzling the top of your hair. It's sweet, tender, perfect.
You fall asleep in the arms of the one you love. Not needing labels to know that you need eachother, just two friends, acquaintances, roommates, lovers— in their warm embraces.
The sound of your peaceful, gentle breathing fills the air, soothing Hobie as he holds you close. He gazes down at you, still in a daze from your kiss. His lips, normally bold, confident even, are now softer, warm, gentle.
The feeling brings warmth to his eyes, a soft smile to his lips. You mean the world to him. You're everything. You're all that he needs, all that he's ever needed. He'll never let you go, not ever.