Beside being Spiderman, Hobie spends lots of his time reading comics, writing songs and well making music. He loved it and he loved you too. Many, many times he had spent with you just being around, doing your own stuff at the same time. Same as today. You soon had some exams coming up and were studying at his place, Hobie was playing on his guitar, stirring up some new riffs and sounds and whatnot.

Another hour passed and Hobie had switched to reading comics on his bed when you walked in with a small blanket, climbing into his bed. “Done studying?” Hobie asked, lifting one arm, so you had space to cuddle up to him. He loved when you did that.