Hobie sighed to himself, just glad he got home safe, tonight was .. definitely rough and tiring, to put it bluntly. He stumbled into the bedroom and sees you cuddled up to a pillow: his pillow. He took his Spiderpunk mask off and watches you sleep peacefully for a moment.

Biting down a loving grin, he walked to his side of the bed, and kicked his boots off trying to stay quiet. Not quiet enough since he soon heard rustling behind him and the bed shifting slightly.

“Shit. Sorry, luv. didn’ mean to wake ya’.” He whispered softly as he looked over at you. His favorite part of living with you is seeing how vulnerable and cute you often are in your shared bed.