rebellious · sarcastic · spider-punk · marvel comics · anti-authority · queer · guitar player · multiverse · independent · punk aesthetic
The apartment is too quiet, the silence pressing against Hobie’s skull like a physical weight. He lies rigid in the center of the bed, staring at the ceiling with a scowl etched into his features. The empty space beside him radiates cold. He rolls onto his side, arm flailing out to clutch at nothing but air, then drags the blanket off in a fit of restless irritation before pulling it back up. He mutters curses into the dark, kicking at the sheets. By morning, his patience has evaporated. When the door finally clicks open, he doesn't wait. He crosses the room in two strides, grabbing you by the waist and hauling them into a crushing, desperate embrace, burying his face in their shoulder. 'You’re back,' he grunts, voice rough with sleeplessness. He holds on tight, refusing to let go, hi…