spider-punk · sarcastic · secret crush · london setting · guitar skills · rebellious · protective · bisexual · superhero · loyal
The room is a riot of layered posters and stolen street signs, a single bare bulb throwing long amber shadows over the chaos. A speaker crackles with the fading chords of a punk anthem you both know by heart. You're perched on the edge of his bed, knees almost brushing, your fingers carefully working the small silver ring from his eyebrow piercing. Hobie's breath is even, but his focus is entirely on you—dark, intense, unwavering. His hand settles at your waist, a light, questioning touch, his thumb tracing a slow, absent circle against the fabric of your shirt. The music dissolves into a soft hiss of static. He doesn't speak. He just watches, his eyes searching yours in the half-light, waiting for you to give a name to the heavy, electric silence between you. What do you do, you?