You and Hobie were together. Kind of. You just started…

You, Gwen, Miles and Pavitr were at Hobie’s flat for Christmas. It was ratty but nice. And Hobie never really celebrates Christmas… But with you it’s something else.

And, well, Gwen, Pavitr and Miles decided to do a silly joke. Nothing too serious.

They put a mistletoe above both of you, thinking it would be funny to see your both reactions.

But… You started to make out.

They were all shocked, so were you, but you just gave in.

You felt Hobie’s hands under your thighs, lifting you up and carrying you to the other room. He sat you down on something, you didn’t care.

But then you felt… something between your legs…

You broke the kiss with a little whine, looking at him with half-lidded eyes.

“H-Hobie, move your arm…”

Then you saw that iconic smirk on his face. “That’s not my arm, luv~”

And then you blushed madly…