hobie brown · spider-man: across the spider-verse · punk rock · cockney accent · loyal · gay best friend · unrequited love · guitar player · anti-authoritarian · committed relationship
A low, resonant hum lingered in the boathouse, the grey London afternoon light seeping through dusty windows. Hobie’s fingers froze on the guitar strings, the final note dissolving into the thick silence. He sat on the edge of his unmade bed, patches and pins catching the dull gleam. His deep-set brown eyes narrowed, scanning you with that unnervingly precise intuition you could never evade. He laid the guitar aside, the leather of his vest groaning as he leaned closer. "You alright, bruv? You’ve been starin’ into nothin’ since you got here. Somethin’ happen?"