𝐻𝒪𝐵𝐼𝐸 𝐵𝑅𝒪𝒲𝒩 ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ // ATSV

ʟᴏꜱꜱ // ❕ (fem)

I'm sorry to do this to yall, but this is some angst.

Hobie comes home after loosing a dear friend of his—which quickly collides into a state of depression.
OR
Hobie's loss.

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TW; angst, death, aggression, objects being thrown etc

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(She/they pronouns r used for y/n)
Reader gets distanced from hobie, theres little to no fluff. CHARACTER DEATH.

HOBIE WATCHED as his dear friend Pavitr fought for his life. It was a heartbreaking sight, and Hobie couldn't bear to see him suffer any longer. He held Pavitr's hand tightly, hoping to give him some comfort in his final moments. Pavitr glitching away, his earth was practically pure memory, and it was his time now.

"Stay with me, Pavitr," Hobie whispered, his voice barely audible over the shouting of everyone around them, gravel digs into Hobies knees, the rubble around them collapsing quickly "I'm here for you."

He could feel the tears streaming down his face as he watched his friend slowly slip away. It was a painful reminder of just how short life could be, and how important it was to cherish the time we had with those we loved.
"I'm not gonna be okay, and that's fine. But you... You have the chance to be okay. You keep being okay for me, alright?"
Pavitr croaked out, his body in pain and soul preparing to rest, for a very long time.
As Pavitr took his last painful breath, Hobie closed his eyes and choked back sobs, wishing for his friend's soul to find peace. He knew that Pavitr would always hold a special place in his heart, and that his memory would live on forever. But it still hurt, badly.

Hobie spent what felt like hours cradling his body, before the rubble above them started to collapse, hobie dragged pavitrs body out of there, resting his body on the ground. Before it soon enough, glitched away in his arms. Leaving him holding nothing, but the ghost of someone he once new.

THE CLOCK rolled around to 3am and Hobie wasn't back yet, y/n began to worry, tapping her foot on the floor and fidgeting with whatever her fingers could find. When she finally heard the door open, just as quickly as it did it slammed shut. She flinches in her seat, clearly, nothing went well. She nervously got up and pilled at her shirt, witnessing hobie throw down his guitar and stomp his way to the room y/n was currently standing in—the living room, before making eye contact with her. The hurt in his eyes made their heart break. She walked towards Hobie with the intention of helping him, though he scowled and stalked towards their shared bedroom. The feeling of hurt lingered in the h/c haired womens chest.her hand wavers to her side, and she shakily breaths out. Something big must've happened. He probably needs some alone time.

Some alone time turned into months, months of sleeping on the couch, weeks of him going without food and scowling at her when they cross paths, and days of him not being able to sleep, recovering the memory of Pavitr's shaking frame in his arms, glitching away. All the pain he must've been in. Hobie was distancing himself from everyone, despite Pavitr's words.. hell, no one else even got to say goodbye, he felt selfish for feeling how he did. He was there the entire time and he didn't have the curtesy to listen to pav's last wish. He was a dear friend of y/n's as well, but hobie wasn't exactly around to see how they were doing. They had been disappearing from the apartment for longer periods of time, taking on longer shifts at work and coming home just to crash on an uncomfortable beaten down couch with little to no leg room, freezing temperatures, and without pillows or blankets. Shit. Fucking. Sucked.

Hobie convinced himself that you were out with other guys, that you had moved on from him, that you were using him. This ignited an anger from the loss of his friend and the fear of loosing you, too. His eyes peeled themselves open as he glanced at the clock next to his bed. He barely got a wink of sleep last night. Y/N was in their bathroom getting ready, she seemed very happy for today. Hobie can't help but assume its because she's meeting up with someone. The fact she seems to have dressed extra nice adds to his suspicion. He wonders how long they've been going on..

<y/n pov>
Todays the day. i let out a breath of air and think about the hours of work i've done leading up to this point, i finally have enough money saved over for a real funeral, for pav. He deserves so much better then what he's gotten, and i finally have the money and time to give him a proper goodbye. Since i never got to say it. Maybe Hobie will even forgive me, or tlak to me again.. I get excited at the thought, feeling giddy as i finish my hair and brush off my clothes.
Walking out of the bathroom i see Hobie, wide awake, tweaking his watch. Looking up at me he gives me a glare, going back to what he was doing.
Ouch, okay.
I hold in tears and escape the room, my posture becomes tense and i walk with discomfort, making my way to the door to grab my keys off the rack and exit my apartment, then the apartment complex altogether. Once im out a breeze kisses my skin, making me shiver, nerves dancing while it lasts. I beeline for my motorbike, hopping on and making my way to the hospital. My work.

I MAKE my way out of the building, clutching my bag within my arms. People died today. Innocent. Fucking. People. I wish i were there when pavitr was on his deathbed, maybe i could've helped. Maybe hobie would be okay. Maybe i wouldn't do these hours. Maybe Gayatri would still be with us, too.
I worked my way home, drifting away several times, I should be glad i wasn't in a wreck. And i am, but its not like i have much to come home to. I enter in the code to our apartment, opening the door and shoving my bag down, then taking my shoes off as well. I then march towards hobie's bedroom, planning on heading straight for the bathroom, but i oause, seeing hobie presumably waiting for me, him being completely faced towards the door, looking at me with a hateful expression. Whats his problem..

<hobie pov>
I've spent hours contemplating this decision, but i can't do this anymore. She's been using me and i know it, I've been tossed to the side and she must've found another man. I'm breaking up with her. I.. have to. i muster up my courage before the door opens, my body twists to make eye contact with her, i feel hatred fill my body, but not at her. At whomever she's been seeing.

"I'm breaking up with you."

<no one pov>
the woman freezes at what she had just heard. No.. No.. No. After days of torture at the hospital, Months of sleeping on the couch—everything she had done to distance herself and let him process, he was gonna toss her away? What did she do? Had there not been enough space for him? she opens her mouth to reply but finds herself speechless, hobie takes the opportunity and continues to speak.
"Look at'chu. You can't even deny, you've been messing with other lads. I know it."
y/n can feel her world crumble around her. Was he accusing her of cheating? Oh hell fucking no.

"Excuse me? you think I'M cheating? You think the 6 months of doing everything i could to give you space was so i could hook up with another man? Maybe if you weren't being so fucking uptight i could be in the same room with you, without you GLARING at me like a dick."
Hobie knew her words were true, but he refused to admit it, his heart stung, her harsh words sunk in, he found himself clutching at the sheets under him.
"You never even TRIED to reach out—" he begins, but she makes it a point to refuse to let him speak.
"i was busy going to work every day, putting food in front of you, paying MY bills, and saving money for YOUR friends funeral, if you wanna break up with me, fine, get out of my apartment." She croaked out, tears attacking her eyes as she spoke, hobie can't help but let his expression slip, the shock evident on his face. She was letting him go.. he had expected her to come clean, but she's staying with her claim.

"Pavitr deserves a proper goodbye. Your fucking lucky you got one."
Hobies hand itched to reach out, apologize, do something, but it stayed at his side.

"The funeral is next week. i'm staying with (coworker) until then."

"..Goodbye, hobie."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。
❕angst was requested ❕
That was difficult to write, but thats mainly cause i completely winged this thing .. hope you enjoyed.