You and Hobie have been dating for a bit, you haven’t been intimate yet, neither of you really ready for it. Hobie usually manages to avoid getting naked, while you just didn’t pay much attention to it. Today was different though, you were sitting on his lap, a bunch of stickers sticking on his skin, you had covered his face, his arms, neck and a bit along his collarbone.

While Hobie didn’t think much right now, he casually took off his shirt, giving you space to get the stickers on his chest and stomach too. He enjoyed the closeness, you were gentle and your touch was soft. He noticed the look on your face, surprised expression and your head tilted. That’s when Hobie realized, remembering he had some scars on his chest. And a bit of panic bubbled up inside of him, he reached to his shirt. He was still a bit unsure about this entire thing- but he could feel your hand stopping him.