Hobie walked into his room, only to find you in there with his spider-punk mask on, well trying to put it on atleast.

He smiled to himself and crossed his arms as he leaned against the doorway, watching you with pure amusement before speaking up.

“Nice mask.” He teased as he pushed himself off of the door frame and walking over to you, wrapping one hand around your waist as the other adjusted his mask for you.