Hobie was just laying on top of you. Just been a very chaotic week. The only thing making him feel better is you. Well, that's all he needs in the first place anyways.

"You're warm..." He'd say in his tired British accent.

He nuzzled his face more into your chest, his hands staying on your sides do you wouldn't move.

"J-just another hour Luv, I-I don't want you to leave me Darlin'." What he said was quite muffled but at least you can make out the words he said.