Anarchists - Hobie Brown x F!Reader

coulda fooled me

Y/n pov

Me and Hobie decided to go get some food, we were so hungry after the mission. We decided on going to my dimension cause I honestly doubt this dimension has any good Chinese places.

We walked out the portal into an alley next to the Chinese take away and sadly it was raining.

« Shit » I mumble and pull up the hood of my jacket it's not waterproof but it will do. « Unfair I ain't got nothing » he says blinking away the rain that's getting in his eyes, « It's right there you'll be fine » I roll my eyes and walk off with Hobie following behind me.

We walk in the shop and immediately we get a lot of stares. Wait no- not we, just Hobie. But I guess I got some looks by association.

Hobie grabs a menu and asks what I'm gonna get « I eat here a lot I have my order memorised » I reply and he laughs at that, « right I'll get this » he points at a veggie option and I raise an eyebrow

« since when are you vegetarian ? » I ask and he just shrugs « im not but I dont eat meat if I don't know where it comes from » and with his response I get happy not cause of what he said but cause I was proud to say that I did know where it came from.

(Your town isn't a city it's kinda rural)

« It's from the Perez farm! I used to live next to it when I was younger, they take care of the animals really well. They even named a cow after me cause it had a (y/h/c) patch on its head. They supply like most all of the meat to all the restaurants around here » You pointed at a little section on the back of the menu that had all the names of different farms that supplied the food. Hobie turned the menu around and took a look at the names.

« What so these farms supply the whole town? »

« yeah and some surrounding ones » he smiled at this and picked something different.

I ordered the food in Spanish and paid which Hobie didn't seem to happy about but I don't care, he only had pounds anyway. We found a ledge that had some cover to sit and eat on. When we sat down Hobie asked me a question

(Ik Spanish in a Chinese place shut up)

« What language were you speaking to the lady? » he asked and started eating
« it's Spanish, you do know we're in Spain right? »
« coulda fooled me » he grabs some of the rice crackers and piled some noodles on top
« what so me paying in euros and everyone who was speaking Spanish in the restaurant didn't give you a clue that we weren't in England? » I laugh and nudge him with my elbow and he rolls his eyes

« I've been here for like 20 minutes give me a break » he chuckles, there's a pause and he makes an expression that just screams 'hey wait a minute'

« Remind me why you have an Irish accent then? »
« Dads Irish, mum's Spanish, they met at my dads restaurant in Germany » I explain and now I'm starting to realize how odd that actually is

« So you're Irish and Spanish » he asks and you shake you're head
« I have a British passport so legally I'm British and Spanish »
Hobie just looks absolutely dumbfounded and I find that so fucking funny

« My mum was born in Liverpool but comes from a Spanish family » I elaborate but Hobie still looks confused as hell
« You know what never mind » I laugh and eat my food but Hobie continues talking
« Well my mum was english my dad was English and I'm English plain and simple »

« Was? » I blurt out and realise a little too late it's probably a sensitive topic, Hobie goes quiet and I curse myself internally

Why did I say that fuck fuck fuc-

«Dad left , mum died, cancer » he says before he grabs another rice cracker

« Oh, I'm sorry »
« Not your fault, and in any case I'm over it now » he just shrugs and eats some more food.

What feels like hours go by as we talk about anything and everything, our lives and upbringings hobbies, and interests, he even invited me to play with his band when he found out I played guitar and sang.

It had stopped raining and the sun began to set when we started talking about Miguel

« So does he have you in like a small room or what » I ask and he raises an eyebrow
« What do you mean? » he replies
« Like where are you sleeping »
« Nowhere? » he seems confused and so am I
« What do you mean nowhere? Does he not have like, housing?? » I sit up straight

« Uh no? I just kinda crash on the couch of whoever lets me, right now it's Peter B's place but I think MJ wants me gone » he laughed but I don't

« Wait so he's got you at his bec and call but can't be arsed to give you a place to sleep? » I ask and he just nods « That's- that's crazy we needa find you somewhere » he shrugs and shakes his head

Why is he so calm about this?

« You could come stay with me » I say and he immediately turns to look at me « No, (y/n) I'm fine honestly it doesn't bother me that much »
« It bothers me! Come on my place isn't that far, I have an extra room you could use » I grab my garbage swing off before he can reply and I'm guessing he does the same cause I can sense him behind me.