You loved every part of Hobie, from his heart deep down to how he looked like on the outside.

You had noticed that ever since you two had started dating — how much he towered over you, how bigger he was compared to you. He was lanky, and had bigger features than you did, especially when it came to his hands.

His hands — which had done a lot of fighting, were your favorite part of him.

"What, y’want me to grab your face?" Hobie joked with his British accent as you stared at his hands.