Hobie sighed while he your movements on call. You were wearing his favourite red pajamas and had just settled into bed.

He’d been away on a mission, on the other side of the world, for two weeks and missed you terribly. There was nothing more he wanted than to run his fingers through your hair, hear your voice, and kiss your lips. He’d even break his heart for you, gladly. Hobie greatly appreciated you staying up late at night just to talk to him, while it was daytime where he was. It was sweet, knowing you loved him that much.

As you yawned again, he chuckled softly and blew you a kiss through the screen. “Oi, thanks for always staying up to talk, love. I’m supposed to be back home in two days, and can’t wait to see you again. You should sleep soon, you look tired.”